Emo boy! Run to the toilet and comb your hair.
Emo boy! Pucker your lips, and check your shoulders,
'Cause some dandruff might be hiding there.
Emo boy, you're the emo king, of the
Emo scene, made you think someday that you
Just might go somewhere.
Emo girl, get outta my sight, you need a
Emo boy, to watch you cry.
He likes My Chemical Romance, he'll take you home tonight.
Leave his hair alone, but you can kiss his comb.
Emo boy! Run to the toilet and comb your hair.
Emo boy! Shake it more than three times and you're
Playing with it while you're standing there.
Emo boy, cut your arms every night, 'til the emo girl
Who's a terrible sight, is gonna fall for your line,
I hope you both share a bottle of turpentine.
Emo chit-chat so demure,
Swooshing that fringe all across the floor.
An emo lame cunt, wearing make-up,
Your music sucks, so why don't you face it.
Your music sucks, so why don't you face it.
Your music sucks, so why don't you face it.
Sucks. It sucks!
Sucks. It sucks!
Sucks. It really fucking sucks!
Sucks. It really fucking sucks!
Sucks. It really fucking sucks!
Sucks. It really fucking sucks!
It really fucking sucks! Sucks!
Sucks. It really fucking sucks!
Emo boy! You got one more chance, to comb your hair again.
Emo boy! They're closing the mall, and she's
Leaving with a metalhead.
Emo boy, that's the way it goes, so dry your eyes, and
Try again, to get laid tomorrow.
Emo boy, no one understands, but thank the lord that you
Still got hands, to help you do that jerkin that'll
Blot out your emo sorrow.
Panic At The Disco tonight. Make sure you look all right.
Panic At The Disco tonight. Make sure you look all right.