We Don't Give a F**k About Your Mediocre Band

So you wanna go
You wanna go to the show
But they wouldn't let you in for free at the door
So you turn up your nose
But kind of feel abused
When your social credit card gets refused
"I'm an important person in this scene," you say
Well ain't it tough
When things don't go your way
Expect dejection, does it work out like you planned
Cuz we don't give a fuck about your mediocre band

And just so's you know
We're not above a low blow
It's just there's only so far down that we can reach
When you speak from your heart
And say you'd die for your art
Why is it so hard to practice what you preach
Your cult of vanity doesn't interest me
I've seen it all before
In nineteen eighty four
Your success sucks, it seems like sinking in quicksand
I'd rather be unknown than in a mediocre band

Don't the great minds think alike
Just cross your heart and hope to die
Go be shallow, don't be shy
Don't ask yourself the reason why
You're gonna get big
You're gonna get big big
You're gonna pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa
Pop

It just goes to show
For all the shade that you throw
You only keep us cool and hidden from the heat
For all your gatekeeper charms
We'll stick to comrades-in-arms
And keep our feet firmly planted in the street
I'd rather bite my tongue clean off to spite my face
Than make it sing
To suit your taste
And if I have to tow the line I'll toe it in the sand
I'd rather die than kiss the feet
Of some mediocre band

We'll never stoop to crawl or fall at your command
Cuz we don't give a fuck about your mediocre band