"We Must Look Like Ants From Up There" lyrics - STICK TO YOUR GUNS

I bet it feels so good, so good
Playing it off like you're so misunderstood
You found your place in your comfortable group
Hating everyone who's not like you

But tell me am I wrong?
You stand back and tell us, "You don't belong!"
Sorry, that's not your choice to choose
We'll never play by your rules

I bet it feels so good, so good
Playing it off like you've got nothing to lose
Help me out because I'm just a little confused
For being so punk you follow a lot of rules

You walk the walk
You've even got a mouth that never, never, never stops
So just run your mouth while you sit on your couch
Presuming to know what we're all about

But tell me am I wrong?
You stand back and tell us, "You don't belong!"
Sorry, that's not your choice to choose
But tonight we're gonna play by your rules

Just look at us now
We can do I too
We can be, be, be, be, be just like you
Run it, run it
Keep running your mouth
How do you like us?
How do you like us now?
Just remember when you point the finger
There's three pointing back at you

You think you're making the difference
You're setting the limits
A gathering of cynics
Not even worth this song hitting two minutes