Nanochrist - Die, Tribute Band, Die lyrics

Feeding off the excrement of popular culture, The talent you donÕt have living vicariously. Pustulent-infection s**ing bottom feeder, Tapeworm of the music industry. I won't be happy 'til I see you... Die, tribute band, die. You say it's an honour while you take what you can get. A parasite of art, your heroes violated. I won't be happy 'til I see you die.