Without feigning fickle knowledge we don’t go to Music College nWith a sound ska education and ska sound worth a mention nWe’re the worm in your tequila we like Santa only realer nWith big red sack chock full cool tunes nnPeople in our town they know who we are los cap skanLOS CAP SKA! nLos cap ska nLOS CAP SKA! nnSo subliminal its criminal I want to see the women all wave your hands in the air nnREFRAIN: Byron bay and Bells Beach don’t matter to me Cause when Los Cap here surfs up in the ACT nnWith a hotter disposition than a Swedish sex position nAnd a 40ounce to freedom but no drugs cause we don’t need em nWe’re the cheeky little rascals we deliver like ska parcelsnWhen we rock this house like the stones nnPeople in our town they know who we are los cap skanLOS CAP SKA! nLos cap ska nLOS CAP SKA! nnSo subliminal its criminal I want to see the women all wave your hands in the air nnREFRAIN nnWe got a hotter brass section than a lingerie store and a marketable look we call 'boy next door'nWhen people come to see us, they just can't hide it they're like Big Kev except twice as excitednWe're 5th wave, but we're not tidal, we are Australian but we are not idlenWe're like something you get high on, like cupcakes, from ByronnLike a lilo, you lie on, or new shoes that you try onnFor cryin' out loud, we're reggae and we're proudnNow we're gonna make more noise than a heavy metal crowd