Style Over Substance

You think you've got it made
Play some shows and you might get laid
All the kids will think you're really cool
But you're just another fool
You say you're in the know
You got promoter's numbers on your phone
And you think connections give you cred
But it's just going to your head

Your band's about to start
Think you're gonna tear this place apart
Then you put out some tired old shtick
You think it's modern art
But it lacks substance, it lacks heart
'Cause you rely on superficial tricks

The crowd just stares there, looking bored
And you can barely play a chord
You thought success was 'round the bend
But we just want your set to end

You tried to act the part
Honestly that fucked you from the start
I know it's hard to comprehend
With your head deep in the sand
I think it's time to quit
'Cause you're buried deep in your own shit
No one's gonna wanna throw you a rope
'Cause you're just another joke

Your band's about to start
Think you're gonna tear this place apart
Then you put out some tired old shtick
You think it's modern art
But it lacks substance, it lacks heart
'Cause you rely on superficial tricks

The crowd just stares there, looking bored
And you can barely play a chord
You thought success was 'round the bend
But we just want your set to end

You've chosen style over substance.
One of these days, you're gonna get your comeuppance
You'll wallow and cry
Ain't that a shame
You're the one to blame

Your band's about to start
Think you're gonna tear this place apart
Then you put out some tired old shtick
You think it's modern art
But it lacks substance, it lacks heart
'Cause you rely on superficial tricks

The crowd just stares there, looking bored
And you can barely play a chord
You thought success was 'round the bend
But we just want your set to end