Witness a jaded town   Got some champagne for a forty ounce frown   I've worked my theories through   Already half dead and nothing more to lose      Forget now what we've got   And all your Old Stories celebratin wounds   I've heard enough of "those days are gone"   Because there's never time to play the fool      Come on, kill the lights with troublemake   Come on, smash the light and celebrate   Let's tie a yellow ribbon around the necks    Of the motherfuckers living for the giving in   Move with the rogue set choking out the radio   A thousand voices booming out in stereo   From top to bottom knock them down like dominoes      Why wake up in the past   With well-framed pages from the book of rules   I've heard enough of "where were you then"   Because I don't give a shit about collecting dues      I saw it coming now it happens all the time   First you had a D.I.Y. chip on your shoulder   Now you got an ego fifty fanzines wide   Don't give me those eyes   That confidence you're selling I won't but   Maybe the costume fits   But the script's still shit.