Don’t Do It

Skating down the street
Looking for girls to meet
Another set of rules...
What do they think we are, uncapable fools?
So many guidlines
That makes little sense
Seems to me like the worlds a little screwed up

Chorus:
Regulations all around town
Don't look up, man
Don't look down
Get that dog off the beach
It looks like you're the one
Wearing the leash
Well they've got a bunch of rules
Just waiting for you
Just like a monkey in the L. A. Zoo
''cause they've got your name in a nice big file
One mistake, man big brother smiles
They'll absorb your bucks today
The only way out is another price to pay
Sippin' on suds
On a Saturday night
They say that's not right
Rules are getting a little too thick
It's making me sick
I feel like I'm stuck in social glue
Society's screwing you
There's just no way back...
It's time to attack!

(repeat chorus)
Regulations all around town
Don't look up, man
Don't look down
Get that dog off the beach
It looks like you're the one
Wearing the leash
We're sorry, there's no trespassing
On the beach past ten'o'clock
And no loitering
And no smoking
And no alcohol on the beach
By the way, there's no parking
And no skateboarding
Remember, the red curb
Is for no parking what'soever
The yellow curb is for loading
And unloading of passengers only
Put that dog on a leash
And don't forget the stool