Did you see him jump right off the speaker last night?

I think I’ll do that, at our next show

I wanna be just like the guys I saw on TV

I wanna play the Roxy so bad, I can almost taste it

Don’t you know if you don’t, then you won’t get signed

I am so sick of being stepped on

I will scream, then sing on the chords,

Cuz that’s what’s cool today

It’s not a matter of whether I like it or not [bad word] 

Maybe I should do my hair just like Robert Smith

Maybe we can all dress up in suits,

Just like The Beatles

So sick of playing small-time shows

In small own, with small amps

Pay the promoters, and you just might play

at your favorite venue
Don’t you know if you don’t then you won’t get signed [bad word] 

is nothing sacred?
Not since checked, because

Music’s no longer an art form

Ideas are up for sale

What is the point of profiting

If you are writing to please yourself?