This is the song of revolution   This the song your kids will hear   And think they're independent   It makes me wish I controlled fire   So i could burn this fucking place   Right down to the ground      We don't, We don't give a fuck about you   And you can, well you can just go fuck yourself   'Cause you are, the definition of what we hate   And you don't, deserve to own a fucking guitar      Try try, and fail again   No time, To speak my end   Guess i'll just sit back and follow the trend      Write this, on the inside of your lips   So it'll always be on the tip of your fucking tongue   'Cause you are the worst thing that has happened to music since 1983      Try try, and fail again   No time, to speak my end   Guess i'll just sit back and follow the trend      Try Try, and Fail Again   No time, To speak my end   Guess i'll just sit back and follow the trend      Try Try, and Fail Again (There's no need to think for yourself)   No Time, To speak my end (Television will tell you what to think)   Guess I'll just sit back and (There's no need to choose your own music)   Follow the trend (MTV will tell you just what to listen to)