Mediocrity is the majority
And it's these same old words
That are boring me
How can you be so content
With everything already said?
What the f** are you fighting?
Where's your revolution?
What the f** are you writing?
Where's your...
Get back to the drawing
Bored
With broken letters in brain-dead words
This sh**'s got me screaming
Moving backwards
Your knuckles scrape
What the f** are you fighting?
Where's your revolution?
What the f** are you writing?
Where's your revolution?
Fallen, flat-lined
Now close the f**ing curtains
Rock bottom wasn't deep enough
Sunk ship's situations worsened
Tell the kids
They've got some diggin' to do
Tell your friends it now ends
We've got some screaming to do
Yeah, it's got me screaming
So keep on screaming!