"Prep-School Gangsters" lyrics

It's just something people say
They don't really feel that way
Prep-school gangsters make the call
As the summer turns to fall

I was tired but waking up
I was dying to test my luck
Prep-school gangsters barred the way
There was nothing I could say

Call me jealous, call me mad
Now I've got the thing you had
Somewhere in your family tree
There was someone just like me

I was only walking by
Didn't mean to catch your eye
It's just something people say
You could lose some teeth that way

Call it business, call it war
Cutting class through revolving doors
Yours was better, mine was worse
'Til I took on the fifth-gen curse

Call me jealous, call me mad
Now I've got the thing you had
Somewhere in your family tree
There was someone just like me

It's just something people say
It's just something people say
It's just something people say
It's just something people say
It's just something people say