Text: Lower Class Brats. Beat Of A Different Drum.

when i was a younger lad,
they said follow me,
imgaine all the peace you'll find in conformity,
now that i am older,
im more self-assured,
i march to a beat of a different drum,
a beat you've never heard.

[Chorus:]
dont need a leader im not a sheep,
and i will never succumb,
i'll always march to a different beat,
the beat of a differet drum.

you can lead a horse to water
but u can't make him drink,
u can lead a human by the nose
but you cant make him think
i may be lost sometimes

but i don't follow anyone
i'll always march to the beat
the beat of a different drum

you say that we're cliche,
just a passing trend,
i say ur afraid of our beat,
afraid to be our friend

i'll stand and fight, i wont run
i'll never go out of style
i'll lead the pack, wont fall back
i'll go the extra mile