The Henry Clay People - EveryBandWeEverLoved lyrics

No more room for romantics I wanna be a machine I've been sentimental And no memories You gave us nothing to do so we did nothing Nothing sentimental no more memories Every band we ever loved Is selling out or breaking up Finding out the limits of their reach And so resent the ones pissin' green and money While the other ones are tired of running Around and around and around and around and around Under the underground You try to find the fanatics Listen for their screams Prey on younger blood or the new naïve They gave us something to build and then they build something While the rest of us are sharpening our teeth Every band we ever loved Is selling out or breaking up Having doubts about your precious scene Resent the ones pissin' green and money While the other ones are tired of running Around and around and around and around and around Under the underground Every band we ever loved Is selling out or breaking up We learned to drink We learned to drink for free Well we were learning to drink for free Oh we were learning to drink for free I wanna be a machine I wanna drink for free Every band that we ever loved They looked like us I think they felt like us We saw ourselves letting go of our dreams Young and blood piss green and money While the rest of us are tired of running Around and around and around and around and around Under the underground.