There's this avoidation of commercialisation,
I find rather hard to dijest. My brain implodes, media explodes,
and my friends always hate what is best.
It's hard to hate fame, when that's the main game,
it may be good music
but we're critics.
Shiny packets, matching names,
ballads 'punk chicks' and voice.
All this input, all this shit,
it's all the same, but that's your choice.
It must be hard to be in a band,
hating the hunger, but loving the pay,
hating the class but leading the way.
I avoid the popular decision,
but ones of quality, original precision.
If she likes it
I hate it,
they hate it,
I lie.
But although you're cool, ahead of the pack,
Is it worth
another stab in your back?