Who do you think you are?
Some kind of fucking star?
No way

There's more going on than you think
And you're not as half as good as they say
There's so much more at stake
For the people left in your wake

So you keep judging me
Making all the bands compete
As if it's a fuckin' goal to reach
Impressing Mr. King of the Scene

Hey Mr.
We're getting tired of it
Your'e doing well
But we don't wanna hear about it
Hey Mr.
Were really tired of it
The same damn bands
On every local show around here

Ok
I'm fucking tired of it
The same fuckin' bands all the time
The same faces in the headlines
Punk news gossiping about their lives
Something new could be alright
So open up your ears and eyes

There's more going on than you think
And you're not as half as good as they say
There's so much more at stake
For the people left in your wake
The same shit happens every week
Or maybe I'm just jaded on the whole damn scene
FUCK