You just hang around - and follow each trend, Only for making money - you start a band, You play the stuff - which is "in", And in this stupid contest - you always try to win, What's going on, in your f**ing mind, Are you that stupid, or completely blind, Can't you see, you're just a clown, Can't you make up, your f**ing mind, Can't you resist, or aren't you that strong, When will you start, to think about that, Try to be yourself, Don't follow each trend Then you'll get, Some real true friends.