Song Length |
3:13 |
Genre |
Rock - General, Rock - Heavy Metal |
Tempo |
Fast (151 - 170) |
Lead Vocal |
Mixed Vocals |
Mood |
Frantic, Aggressive |
Subject |
Musician, Hear, Listening, Ears |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
Don?t wanna be the background to your,
Lite rock adult contemporary life on hold.
Don?t wanna be the soundtrack to your,
Getaway hot tub romance pool suite weekend.
You?re not gonna screw to this.
You?re not gonna screw to this.
We are not ubiquitous.
We are not ubiquitous.
Give me something that can make me feel.
Go ahead and turn this off.
We?re taking back our music,
What you won?t give we?re gonna steal,
Go ahead and turn this off,
You can keep your smug irony,
And I?ll keep what is real.
Don?t wanna see your record collection,
And take those Elvis Costello glasses off.
Don?t wanna ask for your permission,
To walk through life under a carrot and a stick.
Hearing songs a thousand times.
Hearing songs a thousand times.
Makes me want to commit crimes.
Makes me want to commit crimes.
You won?t give me something to make me feel.
I?ve seen your ventriloquist,
Another hypnotist,
Visit your therapist,
?Cuz now we?re getting pissed.
You won?t give me something to make me feel.
Go ahead and turn this off.
We?re taking back our music,
What you won?t give we?re gonna steal,
Go ahead and turn this off,
You can keep your smug irony,
You can keep your impassivity,
You can keep your fashionability,
And I?ll keep what is real.