Don't want to find myself homogenized Don't want to become the very thing that I despise Don't need my mommy feeding me culture with a spoon Don't wanna end up with as much edge as a baloon
Don't want my ideas polluted by mediocrity Don't want my sentiments diluted This is important to me
I tried to give my best to you But you plugged up your ears And now I just can't take no more I've had it up to here
Don't wanna be another boy next door Don't wanna pander to the masses anymore Don't need the whole wide world to love me Don't want to win the human race Don't want my music to be less well-known than my face
Don't wanna compromise my art for universal appeal Don't wanne be mass comsumed I'm not a Happy Meal
I moved out from the sticks Nobody believed in me Had to claw my way up Overcome all kinds of adversities Oh, if you think I need approval from the faceless throng Oh, that's where you're wrong So wrong