Cool Kids - The Downtown Fiction

I don’t wanna go outside

And my skin tone’s way too white

As I sit here all alone

Nobody’s blowin' up my phone

Dancing to the beat

Got my Chopin on repeat

Turn it up too loud

Burn this mother down

I don’t wanna go where the cool kids go

(ahhahh)

I don’t wanna know who the hip kids know

(ahhahh)

All the socialites and parasites

Just stick a needle in my eye

I don’t wanna go where the cool kids go

Hell no

I’m getting drunk on herbal tea

And I’m learning Japanese

I’m just laughing to myself

The joke’s on everyone else

I’ll play my guitar

And I can break your heart

And we can rock and roll

'Cause the cool kids ain’t got soul

I don’t wanna go where the cool kids go

(ahhahh)

I don’t wanna know who the hip kids know

(ahhahh)

All the socialites and parasites

Just stick a needle in my eye

I don’t wanna go where the cool kids go

Hell no

I don’t wanna go where the cool kids go

(ahhahh)

I don’t wanna know who the hip kids know

All the socialites and parasites

Just stick a needle in my eye

I don’t wanna go where the cool kids go

Hell no

(ahhahh)

Hell no!

(ahhahh)

I don’t wanna go where the cool kids go!