In One Ear - Live From The Vic In Chicago

They say that we ain't got the style, we ain't got the class
We ain't got the tunes that's gonna to put us on the map
And I'm a phoney in disguise tryin' to make the radio
I'm an anti-social anarchist who sounds like so-and-so
They say I'm just a stupid kid, another a crazy radical
Rock and roll is dead; I probably should've stayed in school
Another Generation X who somehow slipped out through the cracks
Oh, they'd love to see me fall but I'm already on my back

So it goes in one ear and right out the other
People talkin' shit but you know I never bother
It goes in one ear and right out the other
People talkin' shit, they can kiss the back of my hand

Now I know I'm not a saint, I've been a sinner all my life
I ain't tryin to hide my flaws I'd rather keep them in the light
They wanna criticize, scrutinize, cast another stone
Burn me at the stake and sit and watch it from the throne
They say the devil is my pal, I do a lotta drugs
The crowd will only like me if they're really fuckin' drunk
They think they know my thoughts but they don't know the least
If they listened to the words they'd find the message that's beneath

But it goes in one ear and right out the other
People talkin' shit even though they never bother
It goes in one ear and right out the other
People talkin' shit, they can kiss the back of my hand

You hear that?
You hear what's comin'?
Oh, you better run for the hills
'Cause we're comin' to your town
And we're gonna burn that motherfucker down
Aaaah

Here's the moral to the story
We don't do it for the glory
We don't do it for the money
We don't do it for the fame
So all the critics who despise us
Go ahead and criticize us
It's your charity that drives us
Adding the fire to our flame

And it goes in one ear and right out the other
People talkin' shit, but you know I never bother
It goes in one ear and right out the other
I'm only playin' music 'cause you know I fuckin' love it
It goes in one ear and right out the other
People talkin' shit, but you know I never bother
It goes in one ear and right out the other
People talkin' shit, well you know they can kiss the back of my hand