Season

This is the season, I'll tell you something
I gots a hard-on and it ain't for nothing
This is the season to commit punk rock treason
Bullshit detector works better than it ever did before

It's all about, it's all about the cabbage, watch it flow
It's all about, it's all about the cabbage and the blow

I'm in!

The bands line their pockets, you mosh and get jock itch
Listen to me, I swear good things will come
The bands all get rich while they tell you to bitch
The key to success is a faux hawk and mascara
It's been done

I may sound jealous but I'd sell my own mom's ass
For millions of dollars to scream some stupid song
I'd rather have cash stuffed up my ass
But complaining sounds better than working for the man
But we all will