I gots my beliefs and what I know and hold to be true
Ever since the start, I got this far without any help from you
Never cared for your plastic bands or the empty words you say
Never cared about what’s new and hip in the scene today
Trendy and sterile… but who is to blame?
Disposing the junk – your ship is sunk
Misanthropunk
Offering nothing new, but still you’re wanting more
Praising Satan and s*uts – you’re such a played out bore
Trendy and sterile… but who is to blame?
All fashion, no content – you’re all the same
Disposing the junk – your band is such bunk
Misanthropunk