Tell the children the truth... Your p**y band sounds just like sh** You're not punk rock You're more like a punk trik You corporate motherf**ers all s** a dick I'm an anti-motherf**in social independent f** the life I don't want a thing You buy - you sell - you s** - you pig f** the world You're a lost consumer You buy - you sell - you s** - you pig You sold your time, your soul to Cosmo In love with a name tag How bout this toe tag You got raped by the f*gs on TV And the TV got raped by the FCC f** the life... How do you bite the hand that feeds? How can I walk away? I can't let them get away with this! No I'm not just a n***a I'm a punk rock n***a So you know I got nothin to lose I'd rather pull the trigga And take away my own life Before I hand it over to you f** the life...