terdampar di jalanan san francisco
a rust car pulled along side of me
sebuah mobil karat ditarik di sampingku
i looked behind the wheel
Aku melihat ke belakang kemudi
and i started to squeal
dan aku mulai menjerit
an idol's face was staring at me
Wajah idola menatapku
don't preach to me
jangan berkhotbah kepada saya
Mr. integrity
Integritas Mr.
sittin' shotgun,
senapan sittin ‘
out of my brain
keluar dari otakku
our muffler draggin'
muffler knalpot kami ‘
through the art ghettos
melalui ghetto seni
stepped on the gas
menginjak gas
gums started to flap
gusi mulai mengepak
punk rock manifestoes
punk rock manifestoes
spittin', fumin',
spittin ‘, fumin’,
streets are filled with so much glass
jalanan penuh dengan segelas kaca
that i wanted to break
bahwa saya ingin istirahat
eyes spinnin' 'round
mata spinnin ” bulat
as my feet shook the ground
Saat kakiku mengguncang tanah
like the san francisco earthquake
seperti gempa san francisco
don't preach to me
jangan berkhotbah kepada saya
Mr.. integrity
Mr .. integritas
don't preach to me
jangan berkhotbah kepada saya
Mr. integrity
Integritas Mr.
i'm not the enemy
Aku bukan musuh
please don't preach to me
tolong jangan berkhotbah kepada saya
Mr. integrity
Integritas Mr.
don't preach to me
jangan berkhotbah kepada saya
Mr.. integrity
Mr .. integritas
i'm not the enemy– no
Aku bukan musuh – tidak
please don't preach to me
tolong jangan berkhotbah kepada saya
Mr.. integrity
Mr .. integritas