Everyone cover your ears
I'm singing a song again
I've not been ordained
By the proper punk rock authorities yet
Write me a letter today if I don't return it
It says nothing about our friendships
Laced contents, honest please
I know one in a million is what honest means
Look at bands, they can dress quite fancily
I'm sure you've sold more records than me
Go false and forth with trickery
Be devoured by the world hungrily
Everyone cover your ears
I'm singing a song again
I've not been ordained
By the proper punk rock authorities yet
Look at bands, they can dress quite fancily
I'm sure you've sold more records than me
Go false and forth with trickery
It'll lick its fingers happily