this is about the best president ever...because he was a rebel.
Lyrics
Saturday Night at the mall
We were doing no harm
sitting in the food court
State trooper wannabe told us to leave
We are not a crook
stop givin us that dirty look
we're not doing anything wrong
not gonna stay very long
The eye in the sky keeps watching us
Security always on our backs
We have mom and dads money
Promise you we'll pay, have it your way
We are not a crook
why does everyone hate us
wanna see us die painfully
fine, maybe they'll get their way
Mom and Dad never want us around
say they don't like our sound
Yell, "Look at what you've become"
Respectable son is now a crook
We are not a crook
Outcasts of society
not gonna buy their piety
won't have us to kick around...anymore
