All he wanna do is what he wanna do
Maxwell doesn't give a fuck about you
Hanging with the punks and smoking dope
Living his life and the end of the rope
Mother's calling, she's worried sick
But Maxwell's busy, he's looking for kicks
The mud on his face and the blood on his shirt
All he knows is that it's well worth
What is to become of you my son
I don't wanna know, I don't wanna know
You gotta do more than just have fun
I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna hear
Is it clear? I don't care
Maxwell doesn't want to be like his dad
A bitter old man, depressed and sad
To wake up at seven thirty and hurry to work
Hectic, hectic and the boss is a jerk!
He's feeling the pressure from all around
He's done with this shit and this fucking town
Another deadbeat that can't be saved
A nowhere kid, broken in so many ways
What is to become of you my son
I don't wanna know, I don't wanna know
You gotta do more than just have fun
I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna hear
Is it clear? I don't care