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)