clunk -repeat x7
hey mister, elevate that mic into a blista you might need to rest up or pump that chest up because that mental is fading, ego you overplayed it you're busted, you just can't be trusted the drama, your mama must've really been disgusted
--chorus-- but you got no clue always screaming everbody owes you well kid I never did, and never will it's gone too far it's gone too far and it's on I never did well I never did kid it's gone too far
fuckin punks been bringing all the funk in knowing you man you're probably not thinking got you lips sinking there it goes flying over that head you'll be crying lying in your death bed now you're just a reject you bet'cha fate on Mc'y D's just to gain a little respect
--chorus-- but you got no clue always screaming everbody owes you well kid I never did and never will it's gone too far well it's gone way to far punk I never did it's gone too far
you need to drop that feakin ego before you crash before the headlights are simply glaring in your eyes and you're goin down
what's the matter with the life that you're leadin when you're bleedin everyone's thinking how much they hate you it's not too late dude, just that time for you to zip up that grill take a deep breath, look around, ain't nobody left just a target, bullseye still you walk around in a clown like a clown in a force field see I'm not crazy, you're the one who's crazy institution bound to be the only way that we can even slove this had about as much as I can take so do yourself a favor _just do yourself a, i really want you_ -repeat x5 and i just wanna get it out -repeat x2 _just do yourself a, a favor_
_there's certainly some distortion in there _what?
_certianly some distortion here _what? _makes you...
_i can't hear you, i've got a distortion in my ear _a thought just came to me while watching you and the guys play that. um, the distortion feels and sounds like anguish or frustration. like trying to thread a needle with, with thread, and you, you keep trying and... _you thread a needle, a needle with a piece of rope _and i wonder, i wonder if that's what happened when kids were getting the guitars and they were trying so hard and they wanted to play like their favorites and they just couldn't bring it off so they just turned it up louder, just...because even your face got red and, and the expression on your face was that of, of sheer frustration. anger almost. what do you feel when you play this distortion?
_uhh, what i feel when i play distortion like that is...uh, i'm thanking my...anger. i'm letting it all out without any reservations of politeness or, or...i'm no longer trying to please anyone. i'm trying to please me. i'm trying to get myself off.
_that's a form of honesty, isn't it? _i suppose