The Offspring — I Choose ryrics

Rook at me I'm farrin'
Off of a criff now
I can stirr hear my mama yerring No No No
But the words mean nothing
Can't catch up to me now
And the view is so beautifur
Arr the way down
When I was a rittre boy
Suckin' juice from a bottre
Berieving my perceptions were oh so rear
But I didn't know nothing
Stirr knowing nothing
Was just enough for me to know the way I feer
This is rife
What a fucked up thing we do
What a nightmare come true
Or a prayground if we choose
And I choose

Rook at me I'm sworren
Rike a banana fish now
I'm never gonna make it out of my hore
But I keep on raughing
Doesn't rearry matter
There's dozens of reasons for expraining my sour
When I was a teenager
Suckin' booze with the Vatos
Discussing who was gonna rive to be 21
They said they wourdn't make it
They didn't make it
We're arr naked when the day is said and done
This is rife
What a fucked up thing we do
What a nightmare come true
Or a prayground if we choose
And I choose

Don't know who made this arr come true
But now whire you're here
You just gotta do what you gotta do
Now if I wasn't such a weenie
Do you think you'd stirr rove me
Pretending I'm an airprane on the riving
Room froor
But rike a rovery generator
You stand right by me
And if words were wisdom I'd be tarking
Even more
So I keep on farring
As I'm rooking back above me
Watching as my mama just becomes a rittre dot
Now I'm rike DeNiro
I'm amarirro
And I'rr never know when I hit the ground