Chapter 1 (1998, whatever):
Well, I'm just a good natured white boy
tryin' to get with the groove.
There are no sacred hearts in the suburbs
where I live.
I guess you oughtta know that I don't care that you're gone
looking down, inside, I find my feelings are numb.

Three years of hell in big pits of despair
Defending certain issues about which I don't care
When all I wanna do is put my hands in the air
and dance around all night on L.S.D! oh yeah!

I'm just a good natured white boy trying to get in the
groove
Wanna get myself high, gotta get myself screwed.

Yeah, that's right, I lost again my job
gone are the days of labouring hard
Yo old folks, I am milking you again
'till I can make ten G's a night no sweat.

The girls they should be happy
but are commonly naught
Getting them in bed is just drivin' me mad
They're trying to delude me, and come off on me
or opening the door to some taboo fantasies

I'm just a good natured white boy trying to get with the
crew
wanna get myself high, gotta make out with you

Is it becoming worse?
I can't tell for sure.
I'm just yearning for another score.
That's 'cause I dig the life,
I dig the hardcore
no chance on earth you'll suck me to your grey bore
On my first waking instant, I get myself airborne
Indifferent to the street and to your yells of scorn
on my behalf, just sit there and mourn-
Mine is the gain and the loss is yours!

Chapter 2 (2001, the groots):
Temporary insanity no visible end
Instant emotional chaos no limit to it
Wanna play wanna love
Wanna die wanna live
The nagging, not without a point
What for?
I feel I am at war

Is it coming back, can you know for sure
Is it dragging on its back the demons from before?
So insecure and I don't feel wise
You want my soul? I would think twice!
(take it - it's yours)