Fabulous Rant lyrics

They had it so nice where they were
The streets were clean, everybody was, like, "How d'ya do? How d'ya do?"

Then they come to New York where we're like "Who gives a f*ck" and they want to change it

It really p*sses me off so that's what this song is about

And, the clothes they wear, you don't look at them while they're making the rules