jeremy:
so tell me this; what did i miss
the day they passed out the rules?
i overslept and woke up inept
still swimming in dream-drool
here in detroit, it's multiple choice
but every answer you choose: incorrect
and no one cares, but frankly i'm scared
(and a little bit circumspect)
the industry:
individuality is praised under uniformity
jeremy:
and we hear the same old s**t
doesn't anybody
give a good god d**n?
paul:
so here we are...
jeremy:
yea, not very far from where we were
some odd years ago
man, we have no luck...
paul:
yeah-- or maybe we suck
jeremy:
i guess it's all "who you know..."
club owners:
individuality is praised under uniformity
jeremy:
should we play the same old s**t?
paul:
no, i don't think so; and with no apology
it's in the blood
that makes us free to think
when days of change are imminent
we only have ourselves to re-invent
both:
some other high-up mother f**ker
comes and tries to tell me
how to do my music just to make it sell
jeremy:
and that's the difference
between you and me...
paul:
yeah, you smother integrity
like they told you to
jeremy:
but i live on bread
john can't buy a snare head
without selling a graft of skin
scott bought a bass
and you filled a rack space
you can't fathom the debt
this band is in
music fans:
individuality...
jeremy:
yea, i know, i know....uniformity
so we play the same old s**t
do you really think
i give a good god d**n?
Verse 15 Seconds, 326K
Chorus 20 Seconds, 432K
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