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When you wake up ready for work
Do you think of your friends
All of those jerks
Who do nothing all day
Who waste their lives away
Never had a job, everything for free
Endorsement by the company
With hand over fist
Welcome to the punk rock music biz
Merit is measured by money and fame
Scumming off your label's name
They're phony but get
Everything that they wanted
Just like 49 and 61
Crossroads that we end up at after all has been said and done
Bandwagon is pulling up so you better think and choose someone
Do what you want, it's not like I care
You can't buy your own footwear
It was given for free
It makes popularity
Those who had paid
Sometime I know as friends
Those who have sat on their ass
Hang around pretending that you're "in"
Laughing at me for paying my dues
Act like this is something new
You better get with it kid
This music's not for you
I recall the day
Stuck in all your trendy ways
Putting me down for what your band now plays
Can you be for real?
Refusing to be
Blinded by your endless greed
Hoping to bring, you to be the next big thing
That's what's become of everyone now
Believing what they read in magazines that are vowed
To burn this to the ground
Your motives say
You play this music to get laid
Stuck in all your trendy ways
Go on tour and don't get paid
Putting me down for what your band now plays
Can you recall the day?
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