So you say you hate that band 'cause they sold out.
And you sold back all your records is that what it's all about.
Now listen up you fuckin' punk the songs are still the same.
'Cause others learn to like them doesn't make them fuckin' lame.
You're wrong. You're so wrong. You're fuckin wrong...
Now run the fuck along.
Shame on all those bands,
yeah the ones who play for cash.
The ones that count their money as they sit back and they laugh.
Now don't you get too angry with all those KROQ fans.
With no time they'll bore and be searching for new bands.
You sold out.. They sold out.
We'd sell out, there's no fuckin' doubt.
So you got it figured out and you know it all.
Some of those bands were punk back when you were still hanging at the mall.
It's called respect and you don't have it and probably never will.
I know 'cause I was once like you just fighting against my will.
