We're Gonna Burn Down The Rock 'n Roll Hall of Fame

When your favorite artist is dead, retired or missing,
There's still is a place
Where you can do some reminiscing
You can still see them
There's is a museum
With statues thrones, and dioramas
Full of history, and all the dramas
You'll learn the important things they've done
And hear all of the important songs they've sung
Naïve, believe the legends and the myths
Never ever
Will they induct the Smiths

So... Here come the flames

Here come the planes that hold the water to douse the fire from above
Well, we're outside playing hand in glove
And how come when we ask when
They say how soon is never
They keep opening up the doors
To bands we wouldn't ever dare vote

Here come the flames
Here come the flames
Here come the flames
We're gonna burn down the Rock 'n' Roll Hall of Fame
Hall of Fame

We're gonna do it at night
Make sure no one is anywhere
We're going to say to the security guard
You better get the hell out of here
No one will get hurt
But the t-shirts and the trophies and the egos
You're not coming back
It is engulfed in flames
Induct The Smiths

Here come the flames
Here come the flames
Let's burn down the Rock 'n' Roll Hall of Fame
Hall of Fame