Lyrics
Mario’s got a stereo in his car a guitar he wants to be a rock and roll star,
dropped out of school cause he plays Nintendo smokes that indo stares out the window.
Money flowed like a stream from his folks and for their son they had big hopes,
he’d never hesitate to take or care to make his money skipped class when the day was sunny.
Pops pays the bills, the boys unskilled, swimming in a deep sea looking for a
thrill no vision or forward motion, treading idle in his tiny little ocean.
Underachiever, underachiever, apathetic little...
Labeled by the press as generation X, sex is a knife to the neck
self consumed in tune to doom to be the post-modern prodigies, laxed lazy,
raised on captain crunch and cartoons, indoctrinated, miseducated,
the youth are going crazy.....products of the gimmie gimmie eighty's.
Underachiever, underachiever, apathetic bunch of...
10 years gone in a foggy haze, drink and reminisce about the glory days,
and embellishment of the time well spent Mario can’t even afford to pay the rent.
Now the futures here so where you been, messin' with the hype n' got all caught up in
Once again, indoctrinated, miseducated, jaded, faded, never made it.
Underachiever, underachiever, apathetic little...
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