9 Times Out of 10

Lyrics

[Refrain] Ten, ten, ten, nine times out of ten You know how it ends, you know how it end, end, ends [Verse 1] All we want in this life is a guitar and a mic And a full count, baby, three balls, two strikes Twitchy kid in class, skin, bones, buck teeth A mask, Oscar Wilde, the truth beneath, you asked Learned our scales, learned when we failed Know we got a sound that ain't going stale And we ain't on sale, independent as fuck EL-P wannabes, motherfucking bang 4 your buck [Chorus] You poor guys make bucket lists Rare Americans, we take fuckin' risks It's a different way to live It's a different way to live No, we don't give a fuck about critics, cats Let us get through to you We're the man in the arena and there's Always someone eager to boo at you [Refrain] Ten, ten, ten, nine times out of ten You know how it ends, you know how it ends [Verse 2] We can sing motherfucker, we're the real McCoy We got presence on stage, we're JT Leroy We're the musical embodiment of D.B. Cooper Drop parachute lines, people in a stupor We weren't worth betting on? Like some kinda Green Monkey? On the fatness scale, we are fuckin' chunky [Chorus] You poor guys make bucket lists Rare Americans, we take fuckin' risks It's a different way to live It's a different way to live No, we don't give a fuck about critics, cats Let us get through to you We're the man in the arena and there's Always someone eager to boo at you [Outro] No, we don't give a fuck about critics, cats Let us get through to you We're the man in the arena and there's Always someone eager to boo at you