This is the song of revolution
This the song your kids will hear
And think they're independent
It makes me wish I controlled fire
So i could burn this fucking place
Right down to the ground
We don't, We don't give a fuck about you
And you can, well you can just go fuck yourself
'Cause you are, the definition of what we hate
And you don't, deserve to own a fucking guitar
Try try, and fail again
No time, To speak my end
Guess i'll just sit back and follow the trend
Write this, on the inside of your lips
So it'll always be on the tip of your fucking tongue
'Cause you are the worst thing that has happened to music since 1983
Try try, and fail again
No time, to speak my end
Guess i'll just sit back and follow the trend
Try Try, and Fail Again
No time, To speak my end
Guess i'll just sit back and follow the trend
Try Try, and Fail Again (There's no need to think for yourself)
No Time, To speak my end (Television will tell you what to think)
Guess I'll just sit back and (There's no need to choose your own music)
Follow the trend (MTV will tell you just what to listen to)