No Smiles On Picture Day

I've gotta go
Through a time warp of space and style
To a time when a picture pose
When it didn't require a stupid smile

Well I haven't got the time
To put it to a rhyme
Have you got a phrase I can borrow?
For the hatred and the angst
I'd like to give my thanks
I've got a good excuse for tomorrow
Not to smile (whoa, woo)

I'm a weird introvert
You know this life is so tormenting
In a world full of hurt
I can't smile for lamenting

Well I'm angry and I'm young
Caucasian and I'm dumb
Have you got a brain I can borrow?
The violence and the pain
Is hella fucking lame
I've got a good excuse for tomorrow
Not to smile (whoa, whoa)

That's why I say
There'll be no smiles
On picture day
Well, it's nothing new
Nothing new

(ah, ah, ah) [x2]