Lyrics

I love what I do But everything is so lame I wish all these kids would stop dressing the same What the fuck do I know I make songs and play shows Livin' in a town where it never ever snows Man, this town really sucks All these venues are schmucks They don't wanna book rappers Unless it brings them big bucks Goddamn this town is lame Full of fakes Full of snakes People who'll talk all day And in the end they just flake Coked up kids dressed in denim vests I bet you think your local band's the best It's like you practice all the time But you got no albums online You ain't even got a Spotify, bitch Fuck Austin Fuck standing in line for 45 minutes for a $4 taco Fuck going outside And fuck sunshine Fuck all that shit And fuck rock bands Fuck dudes that play guitar And fuck cheap beer And fuck girls that fuck dudes that play guitar And fuck this place I don't wanna eat here Fuck Tinder And fuck fucking And fuck people that won't stop fucking You fucking weirdos Go home and listen to your vinyl records and eat kale, or something Everyone I know is a bar-back And everyone I know dates a waiter And everyone I know has a weird ass tattoo And everybody used to be a skater And I don't wanna do no yoga And I don't wanna download your app And I don't want organic soda Does anybody here fuckin' listen to rap? I mean is anybody from here? Have you ever met anybody from here? Have you ever seen so many condos in your whole damn life That were built here in one year? Everyone i know that was born here is dope as fuck And everybody else sucks Fuck sixth street Go drink at home you fuckin' schmucks What the fuck And fuck your fuckin' brewery And fuck your band I hope your fuckin' drummer quits I'm going back home to San Antonio Man, fuck this place I'm too old for this shit I love what I do but everything is so lame I love what I do but everything is so lame I love what I do but everything is so lame I love what I do but everything is so lame