I'm fed up, I've had it up to there

Tell me what is good for me and my career

Fuck you and your selfish advice

You've never been loyal to the same things twice

In your sheltered little lives, you don't know the scene

Doing as you're told, puppets of the big machine

Changing faces, revolving door hypocrisy

Who do you work for now, yeah, I see



Chorus I:



Music's for you and me

Not the fucking industry

You fucking tell us what is cool

You see we came from different schools



You got no crowd but you got a big push

Kissing asses till your pride turns into mush

You might change your style for the record company

Fingers down your throat, you heave your integrity



You're weak, give it up, throw the towel and the flag in

And get your pussy ass of the motherfuckin' bandwagon

Never for a minute were you real in the first place

So far up someone's ass you got shit on your face



Chorus II:



Music's for you and me

Not the fucking industry

You fucking tell us what is cool

You see we came from different schools

To us it matters what you say

Not the fucking games you play

You're full of shit, it's plain to see

The whole damn fucking indrusty



If you think for a minute this song's about you

Step the fuck back, cuz it's probably true

The message in the music is the reason that we're in this

Music is for you and me, not the fucking industry

Try to tell us what is cool, we came from different schools

It only matters what you say, not the fuckin' games you play

Full of shit, it's plain to see, the whole damn fuckin' industry



Chorus II