The Scene's Obscene

You show off your stick and poke
Of your own lyrics that you wrote
Two hours late, you bum a smoke
And a couple bucks, five dollars at the door
There is no room to breathe
At least you're in good company
Discerning taste and homemade tapes
Don't mean you're not all human waste

You're a symptom not the cause
And yet your symptoms give me pause

When your distressed Doc Martens came from Lands' End
When your vintage jean jacket's older than your girlfriend
If you feed them City Wides, then they won't run and hide
What makes all these basements bring out the worst in you?
The scene's obscene

Na na na na na, na na na na na, na na na na na, na na na na na
Na na na na na, na na na na na, na na na na na, na na na na na

The scene it will never die
But for all it's done it oughta try
You mall punks and predators
Will come around and get what you deserve
Tube amps and analog
Just echo all your awful thoughts
That Big Muff Pi joke oughta die
It creeped her out the first time

When your distressed Doc Martens came from Lands' End
When your vintage jean jacket's older than your girlfriend
If you feed them City Wides, say it's cold out stay inside
If it worked for Dean Martin why won't it work for you?
The scene's obscene

Na na na na na, na na na na na, na na na na na, na na na na na
Na na na na na, na na na na na, na na na na na, na na na na na

So check the news, you'll be there soon here's
Advice to keep, don't be a fucking creep
So check the news, someday you'll be there soon
This shit's too deep, some day you will see

When your distressed Doc Martens came from Lands' End
When your vintage jean jacket's older than your girlfriend
If you feed them City Wides, then they won't run and hide
What makes all these basements bring out the worst in you?
The scene's obscene



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Writer(s): Jon Urban
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