When you wake up ready for work
Do you think of your friends
All of those jerks
Who do nothing all day
Who waste their lives away
Never had a job, everything for free
Endorsement by the company
It's hand over fist
Welcome to the punk rock music biz!
Power, pleasure, money, and fame
It's coming off your label's name
They're going to get
Everything that they wanted
Just like 49 and 61
Crossroads and we ain't so bad after all that's said and done
Bandwagon is pulling up so you better pick and choose someone
Do what you want, it's not like I care
You can't buy your overwear
It's given for free
It makes popularity
Those who waste some time I know as friends
Bums who just sit on their ass and hang around pretending to be in
Why can't they be playing with you?
Act like this is something new
You'd better get with it kid
This music's not for you
I recall the day
Stuck in all your trendy ways
Will it be different what your band now plays?
Can you be real?
'Cause you seem to be
Blinded by your endless greed
Hoping to bring you to be the next big thing
That's what's become of everyone now
Believing what they read in magazines
And it's time
To burn this to the ground
For goodness sake
You play this music to get laid!
Stuck in all your trendy ways
Go on tour and don't get paid
Will it be different what your band now plays?
I recall the day...