Dudu The Son - Grunge Song lyrics

My mind is trapped Beneath this sound wave My hands don't clap As I really don't care Useless hard work Culture of Diazepam I've done a good job I've joined the Lonely Hearts Club Band Needed to convince myself Some said all these chords were wrong I hoped to hold some hand Suddenly I felt all alone Then I heard some sound A scream from somewhere I belong Don't wanna be Cobain Just wanted to play my grunge song My grunge song My sacred stuff Are dried lobsters I'm some kind of freak Of surrealism Show your ID I can't 'cause I'm no one I wrote a postcard: Greetings from nowhere Needed to convince myself Some said all these chords were wrong I hoped to hold some hand Suddenly I felt all alone Then I heard some sound A scream from somewhere I belong Don't wanna be Cobain Just wanted to play my grunge song My grunge song