Bomb The Music Industry! - Gang of Four Meets the Stooges (but Boring) lyrics

There's nothing new about the old sound Regardless of what you say The world is looking on like "Really, again? Okay, okay" We jumped on late, we both live far away Okay, but it's 700 vs. 2K And when there's a lot of money, you can split things two ways When you put us on last and late, a**holes, we're getting paid Paid! Paid! Paid We didn't bring this sh**ty attitude But our kids still came And yo, I heard that friends and bands and human beings Are supposed to help each other out, okay? Okay? Okay? Okay? Okay? Even twenty bucks could have fixed this up A gesture, something We'll feel super posi when there's Sugar in your gas tank Stink bombs at your CMJ convention No one bought your record No one wants to buy pretention We're eating pizza in New York We're drinking beers with our best friends We're not looking over shoulders Karma is the sh**