Aw yeah, time to make a fresh new start.
Look the past in the face, say buh-bye, depart.
But I’ll welcome the future in my own damn way.
Living by my own rules, that’s my specialtay.

Don’t care if you think I’m some kind of freak aliens.
I don’t follow the crowd, like a droid Robo sapiens.
All-a-y’all fools can make your silly resolutions.
I’m-a keep it real, with some New Year’s rebelutions!

4…3…2…1…

Gonna gain twenty pounds, just for the hell of it.
No steamy romance. Gonna stay hot celibate.
Career’s going strong, but I’ll take a demotion.
Show my boss who’s boss. Man, fuck that promotion!

Gonna burn all my bridges, and narrow my horizon.
Argue without facts. Do some flawed philosophizin’.
Put an end to education. Who reads books, anyway?
No more learning for me. My grammar be OK.

Make people feel uneasy. Stare too long, like a creep.
Make a bunch of empty promises I know I can’t keep.
Get a solid reputation as a big liar liar.
Engage in fabrication till my pants is on fire.

Gonna live life in fear, even when I’m not afraid.
Turn life into lemons, when I’m given lemonade.
Stay at home all the time. I won’t seize the day.
Spend more quality time on my Facebook page.

All the rebels in the house say HEY!!!
All the rebels in the house say HO!!!

Now gimme some beats. I said gimme some beats.
OK, gimme some different beats, ’cause that’s just too fast.

Oh, hell, I think I just lost my concentration.
How embarrassing for me, here in mid celebration.
Better wrap things up before it gets even worse.
Next year, my rebelutions will be better rehearsed.

By the way, I don’t mean it. I won’t practice at all.
It’s just one of those empty promises, as you may recall.
I’m serious. Go home. Let’s end it right here.
Time to rebelutionize this brand new year!