Encephaloma? What are you? Musician? Nobody needs the music, It even doesn't exist, take it easy, pal You take the guitar Cause you want bitches to give heads You take the bass Cause your dick is smaller than guitarist's one
chorus: They invented it all before us Bastards, faggots, bitches, assholes They invented it all before us Bastards, faggots, bitches, assholes Three chords, one mode No rhyme in lyrics Shitty mixing Crapy playing Sounds like radiohead
And you're listening to music Because you're part of it Try to turn it off and wait a little You'll never turn it on again Nobody's listening to your tracks on the internet Only your friends, because they're just polite But your hope will never die You dream to play one day On the scene with big stars