You cruise up to the mall in your tricked-out Honda Civic
Your pants are hangin' 'round your butt cheeks
Listening to Angry Young Man music on your Sony Discman
Yeah, Papa Roach fuckin' rocks, bra
Everybody knows who you are
Everybody sees a rising star
Everybody here knows who you are
You're a Food Court Rock Star
You're a Food Court Rock Star
Everybody, everybody knows who you are
You're a Food Court Rock Star
Hanging out at Blimpie's sucking down a Dr. Pepper
Caffeine and Ritalin, what a buzz
And all the girls are dressed like Gwen Stefani
'Cause they've been to Hot Topic
You can have anyone you choose
Everybody knows who you are
Everybody sees a rising star
Everybody here knows who you are
You're a Food Court Rock Star
You're a Food Court Rock Star
Everybody, everybody knows who you are
You're a Food Court Rock Star
Didn't I see you here in '98?
Didn't I see you here in '99?
Didn't I see you here last summer?
Last week and yesterday?
Probably see you here tomorrow
Everybody knows who you are
Everybody sees a falling star
Everybody here knows who you are
You're a Food Court Rock Star
You're a Food Court Rock Star
Everybody, everybody knows who you are
You're a Food Court Rock Star