they want it pretty they want it simple and clean dumb effervescent they want it dirty they want to swim in the blood of the offended they want it clear they want a song they can hang on like a mirror they want it easy because the violence of life just isn't fair
i'm feeling hung up i'm feeling hung up on circles and squares i'm feeling windy i'm feeling cut up and tossed in the air i'm feeling nothing i'm feeling nothing when nobody's there you feel important you feel important and nobody cares
we wrote this riff now we are playing it for all of the kids
we wrote this riff now we are playing it just look what we did
we wrote this riff now we are playing it i don't give a shit
original material, hah, forget it i wish you wouldn't be so condescending