Lyrics
I’m not a fan of The King or The Kinks, man… The Dolls were just alright
The boss of me is from Queens, not Jersey — Forest hills it’s OK
Art and Paul are from there, you can add it to the U. S open tournament
But Hey, we don’t care. We’re from everywhere
I Could live without the Doors and The Stones no, i’m not masquerading
I’ll admit that’s a part of the art, rock and roll has no ending
Am I the last one, could it be to defend the one true royalty?
Why lie or hide it? The Ramones are the ones for me
So when I leave home on a Road to ruin, to the end of the century
Here’s to all the pleasant dreamers, acid eaters, late 70's creatures
Rocket to the U.S.S.R, now I’m halfway to sanity
Brian drain on mondo bizarro time GO!
You know That I had my days, growing out of a phase — it was alright
I was so much the worse till I met all the freaks and the dropouts
We never bought any Cash, we were born with The Clash now we spent our lives,
Loving the living
Heaven and hell, all through The Ramones
So when I leave home on a Road to ruin, to the end of the century
Here’s to all the pleasant dreamers, acid eaters, late 70's creatures
Rocket to the U.S.S.R, now I’m halfway to sanity
Just an animal boy too tough to die GO!
We don’t want the airwaves no more, we got 14 records to choose from
Leave the radio nerds with their radioheads, they can have the t-shirts,
the free shit
I can name all the hits from The Rejects to Blitz, radio I’m still not done
And I wish it was the same with The Ramones
Hey Brandon, are you hanging with The Ramones?