| Don’t talk to me about your scene, |
| And that anarcho ideas are more than dreams, |
| You’ve got a board and a baseball hat, |
| Don’t fill me with your right on crap. |
| So you’ve got a board — Rad Dude, |
| And youlisten to sod — Rad Dude, |
| And the scene is heaven — Rad Dude, |
| You’re only eleven — Rad Dude. |
| No meat, no food, no sex, |
| Younever get the opportunity to shop at Next, |
| You wish you were a big puffy glam, |
| Then you wouldn’t have to give a damn. |
| Then I could spray my hair, |
| About the ozone layer, I wouldn’t care. |
| Then I wish I was glam, |
| Then I wouldn’t give a damn, |
| Then I could spray my hair, |
| The ozone layer I don’t care |
| Rad dude |
| I’m the Rad Dude |