Incapable of holding down real jobs  and can't make rent,  so for a life in the arts  we deem ourselves destined.  Skip across my record collection  until a song strikes my soul.  Until it distances the earth between me and my home.  With the lazy shame of my parents money  and the senseless sweat of my own.  Kids! We're in this together.  You're my new consumer  and I don't want to move back home.    So put a big black sticker on the front  that says "For Fans Of."  And you can donate a penny to my future pension.  We've got big retail chain   front-of-store displays,  but just remember:  It's three grand for a half-page ad,  so you better be paying attention.    Yeah you're a beautiful consumer,  and I don't want to move back home.  So download all the songs we wrote  and hype it up with some bullshit quotes.  Yeah, we're on a roll.