Stickin' to the Floor

[Verse 1] Won't somebody let me out? Don't want to stick around no more Sick of looking at you strange Sick of sticking to the floor [Hook] Not one of you has got an ounce of style in ya Said not one of you, no [Verse 2] Well fuck it all and break your nose If they keep on pushing you around If they keep on stepping on your toes And pick you up when you fall down [Hook x2]