Pretty sick punk belter that overstays its welcome just a tad. I mean, I don’t get what the point of a mellow middle eight (didn’t actually count the bars, FYI) breakdown is in a song like this, other than to take pause in a film clip to showcase fully Xtreme activities like smoking bongs and riding cool motorbikes and drinking beers which some people over the age of 16 find interesting enough to boast about, apparently. But yeah, the track holds its own, would go off chops live, I reckon.
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