When you wake up ready for work   Do you think of your friends   All of those jerks   Who do nothing all day   Who waste their lives away      Never had a job, everything for free   Endorsement by the company   It's hand over fist   Welcome to the punk rock music biz!      Power, pleasure, money, and fame   It's coming off your label's name   They're going to get   Everything that they wanted      Just like 49 and 61   Crossroads and we ain't so bad after all that's said and done   Bandwagon is pulling up so you better pick and choose someone      Do what you want, it's not like I care   You can't buy your overwear   It's given for free   It makes popularity      Those who waste some time I know as friends   Bums who just sit on their ass and hang around pretending to be in      Why can't they be playing with you?   Act like this is something new   You'd better get with it kid   This music's not for you      I recall the day   Stuck in all your trendy ways   Will it be different what your band now plays?      Can you be real?   'Cause you seem to be   Blinded by your endless greed   Hoping to bring you to be the next big thing      That's what's become of everyone now   Believing what they read in magazines    And it's time   To burn this to the ground      For goodness sake   You play this music to get laid!   Stuck in all your trendy ways   Go on tour and don't get paid   Will it be different what your band now plays?      I recall the day...