We’ve been good, but I know we can do betterExactly what’s expected right down to the fucking letterIf nothing’s changed then where’s my brainIf there’s no reaction, we’re bored againTime to turn the volume upMore than before for those corruptIn the redJust look at your alternativesWe’re not some fucking group for hireAnd we wouldn’t sing flat if we were really a choirWhat’s to gain by what we’re playing?Unless it’s watered down it’s not accepted by the mainstreamLoud and fastGot no moneyCouldn’t care lessPlay it louderI don’t like the fuckin’ sceneYou say it’s part machineHe thinks it’s too nice or too cleanThey just want to be the starsMake money with guitarsWhy would they accept anything less?We don’t try to relateWith the consumer’s tasteI couldn’t think straightIf we were Green DaySo we’ll play loud insteadTill the meter’s in the redWe’ll lose our fuckin’ heads’Cause this is not dead