Way back in 1982...
My friends and me, We had some work to do
But still we stuck to our guns
And made a whole lot of fun
Af those who toed the line
As we all bent the rules.
But now there`s nothing left to do.
Brakes failed and the car kept driving.
Back-up plan fell through.
Better call the cops `cause you know we`re not stopping.
Call the scrubs
When the quarterback chokes and you`re in trouble.
Call the scrubs
`Cause it`s shirts and skins and we`re in warm-ups.
Call the scrubs
From the punk rock bars to the high school halls,
A wealth of rising possibilities...
A royal society of weirdos, losers and freaks.
Their fashion sense can be bad,
But that`s okay with me.
I`ll tell you what I will do,
I`ll pay my membership dues
And watch you spin your wheels And lose your fuel
And now there`s nothing left to do.
Brakes failed and the car kept driving.
Back-up plan fell through.
Better call the cops `cause you know we`re not stopping.
Call the scrubs
When the quarterback chokes and you`re in trouble.
Call the scrubs
`Cause it`s shirts and skins and we`re in warm-ups.
Call the scrubs
From the punk rock bars to the high school halls,
A wealth of rising possibilities...
And the coach is there, but he knows not what to do
And the newspaper says that the first string sucks
but don`t look now, Captain of the B-team`s
Got a good plan and intends to keep it.
Two men out, batter`s passed out,
Takes a look around and the kids are screaming...
Call the scrubs
When the quarterback chokes and you`re in trouble.
Call the scrubs
`Cause it`s shirts and skins and we`re in warm-ups.
Call the scrubs
From the punk rock bars to the high school halls,
A wealth of rising possibilities... Send " Cap N Scrub" Ringtone to your Cell