Lester Bangs

Lester Bangs died when he did So he didn't have to witness this shit Suck ass bands that they push so hard Where half the guitarists can't play guitar Boy bands- toy bands - clowns and clones Nobody wants to make their bones By fishing for a purpose way down in a well Watered down crap is all they sell The talent out here is impotent Cant' eat, can't drink, can't pay the rent Cause originality won't get you anywhere It's makes them money. Hell, they don't care! What the hell is going on? What the hell is going on? It's been going on for far too long Ripped off by the industry Pushing crap on you and me Lester Bangs be glad you're dead Cause all this crap we're being fed Lester Bangs be glad you're --- Remember when songs would give you the chills? And the bands that played them had some skills? Turn on the radio - what do we hear Regurgitated crap forced in our ears Christian rock, what a crock Just give the your money and join their flock And you know how far they've really sunk When prefab pre-package fake ass punk Fills the arenas with ignorant Kids who think that's all there is All the bands we should hear are being held back cause they keep on keep on buy this crap What the hell is going? It's been going on for far too long Ripped off by the industry Pushing crap on you and e Lester Bangs be glad you're dead Cause all this crap would rot your head Lester Bangs be glad you're dead Lester Bangs be glad you're ------- dead.