Bomb The Music Industry!

Don't you say, don't you ever ever say
That it was worth it for the profit
Another day when I wait there shitfaced
Then I smile when I'm on and sing them songs that I did not write

And they'll dance to it
And I'll smile and I'll get paid
Baggy pants are stupid
Alt-rock, Skynyrd, play another song I hate

I'll just stay on the State Streets complaining that it's all the same
Far too lazy to change anything
I can't spend another day thinking these places on street signs
Are the only places that I've ever been

Drink a free beer, maybe smoke with the waiter
The illusion that they all give a shit
And some drunk guy's yelling "Freebird" and "Show us your boobs"
And I'll smile when I key their truck

And it sucks so bad
But I made one Benjamin
How can I be mad?
I paid one-seventh of my rent and maybe now I'll buy a plate of eggs

I'll just stay on the State Streets complaining that it's all the same
Far too lazy to change anything
I can't spend another day thinking these places on street signs
Are the only places that I'll ever be

I'm not feeling Minnesota
I sit next to an ATM and people check their balance during my set
Play cover songs from the '90s by one-hit-wonders, Chumbawumba, Tubthumper
And a jersey-wearing motherfucker withdraws his twenty bucks

I'll just stay on the State Streets complaining that it's all the same
Far too lazy to change anything
I can't spend another day thinking these places on street signs
Are the only places that I'll ever be