You Got Spirit, Kid - Coheed and Cambria

You, you keeping on screaming from the top of

Your lungs, Mr. Who Gives A Shit, just shut up

Oh, the podium is all yours, go right ahead

The plastic king of castle polyethylene

Go on, time to be a good little pig

You’re worth it, oh you’re so, so

'Cause when the rug gets pulled out from underneath

Just embrace the fall

Oh you got spirit, kid

You’re number one

Go on living that farce

Cause nobody gives a fuck who you are

You, I’ll never have the chance that you got

No, oh, I won’t dwell, I’ll just accept I’ll be forgot… forgotten

'Cause when the rug gets pulled out from underneath

Just embrace the fall

Oh you got spirit, kid

You’re number one

Go on living that farce

Cause nobody gives a fuck who you are

So why are you crying?

So why are you crying?

When you’ve got the world

When you’ve got the world

To command

'Cause when the rug gets pulled out from underneath

Just embrace the fall

Oh you got spirit, kid

You’re number one

Go on living that farce

Cause nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody, no-o-o

Nobody gives a fuck

Nobody gives

Nobody gives a fuck

Cause nobody gives a fuck who you are