So how the fuck did we even get on this show?
Some promoter must have had to fit a stylistic status quo
I thought all the project bands have brainwashed all the Punk Rock executives
I'm breathing air into the underground after it was left in the street for dead
I can't feel my hands
I'm too drunk to find my mind
I don't want to talk to some screamo kid about how much he digs Sublime
I'm dying in a club that's pumping ACME through its P.A.
Forever hated by this industry, but still finding a way on stage

It's fading
Can no one tell?

So this is your first tour, I bet a beer that it's your last
Don't bother stickering the bathroom, kid
I'll be covering it up in March
I read your autobiography and frankly it don't make sense
Man, I can't believe I'm sharing a stage with this shitty INXS

It's faded
Can no one tell me where it went wrong?
Tell me where it went wrong
The underground
Tell me where it all went wrong

Writer : HARPER, BEN
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing