My friend's a computer hacker
But in school everybody said he was a slacker
He writes science fiction novels
He builds whole towns and villages from cola bottles
He does equations just for fun
Eats low carb ice cream with his Mum
Sews Cub Scout badges on his sweater
He's just a feeling you ignore
A dumb computer hacker
Trash can on the floor
A pitiful disaster
Cried to sleep at night
When he never got it right
Cos he never realised
It doesn't even matter
Later on in life
He's drowning in his laughter
Three kids and a wife
He's happy ever after
Stoked to be alive
With his dream job up at Nasa
Loving everyday
Well, I guess it really pays to be a slacker
He stays up all night playing Tetris
Asteroids, Pacman written on his 'games to get' list
Wasted nights spent up in his bedroom
Tough times, long nights
Must have been a lot to get through
He's getting sharp pains in his wrist
In his world girlfrien's don't exist
Cna't even get an ad on 'My Space'
(poor guy)
He's just a feeling you ignore
A dumb computer hacker
Trash can on the floor
A pitiful disaster
Cried to sleep at night
When he never got it right
Cos he never realised
It doesn't even matter
Later on in life
He's drowning in his laughter
Three kids and a wife
He's happy ever after
Stoked to be alive
With his dream job up at Nasa
Loving everyday
Well, I guess it really pays to be a slacker
He's the one all alone in despair
He's the one who thinks life isn't fair
He's the one sitting right over there
He's the lonely guy on the side
Looking kinda shy
You could see him ride
Passing by on a pedal bike
He's the funny type
Kinda like 'Napoleon Dynamite'
He's just a feeling you ignore
A dumb computer hacker
Trash can on the floor
A pitiful disaster
Cried to sleep at night
When he never got it right
Cos he never realised
It doesn't even matter
Later on in life
He's drowning in his laughter
Three kids and a wife
He's happy ever after
Stoked to be alive
With his dream job up at Nasa
Loving everyday
Well, I guess it really pays to be a slacker
It pays to be a slacker!
(And that's the truth)
"Son Of Dork - Murdered In The Mosh" lyrics:
This one goes out to all the fakers
You all know who you are
It started with a girl
Kept turning her nose up at my band
She's into Yellow Card, Blink and Simple Plan
It's so pathetic
She's into Jane's Addiction
But she don't know their songs
And I fall over laughing when she tries to sing along
She thinks that she's so "emo"
Next week she'll be a "goth"
It all amounts to nothing
She gets murdered in the mosh
One night I crashed at her apartment
Her Sonic Youth CD's were nowhere to be seen
Instead, all I found was a letter
Her correspondence with some pop star magazine
It's so pathetic
She's into Jane's Addiction
But she don't know their songs
And I fall over laughing when she tries to sing along
She thinks that she's so "emo"
Next week she'll be a "goth"
It all amounts to nothing
She gets murdered in the mosh
Sometimes I wonder what goes on inside her mind
When she said she thought
Dave Grohl had died and Kurt Cobain was still alive
Just go to concerts that you love
Cos there's no shame in liking Backstreet Boys
She's into Jane's Addiction
But she don't know their songs
And I fall over laughing when she tries to sing along
She thinks that she's so "emo"
Next week she'll be a "goth"
It all amounts to nothing
She gets murdered in the mosh
This one goes out to all the fakers
Out to the critics and haters
This one goes out to all the fakers
You all know who you are
Give it up
Your friends will find out
Now or later
Time for change
Just be yourself
Don't be a faker
