I Hate Rock N' Roll (The Suicide File)

Quit posing like you're rebellious You boring pieces of shit You're flying the flag of anger when you're generic as white bread Hey hey My my Why don't you all go fucking die You're a salesman of the worse kind And everybody's buying Your talents, they lie in acting They lie in lying I'm so bored with you Fuck you By the number, by the book By the fucking way You can take image You can take the sound But it don't mean a thing if the songs that you sing Are boring pieces of shit