Well I believe that alternative is dead I used to be a grunge-rocker man Corporate greed has choked the scene Making it all dumb and trendy I believe that alternative is dead and it ain't coming back It ain't what it used to be All these dumb kids crowding all around me Jr. highers, grabbing the flyers Going to the shows I want to see Well, I believe that we'll learn from what happened before So all the bands we see now Won't end up in a Tower Records store Old Man's a-prowling, searching for a brand new baby face To fill Eddie Vedder's job Well, I believe that job's not for me Go pick on someone else