Lyrics

We don't got the dough No manager or contacts No picture promo packs No pissholes from the mats Punk rock roots audience Is non existent Round here the circus acts Are all suburban crap We ain't no college band We come from the laundromats Closed minded yes I am We'll stay limited That is the way it is Not the way it ends That is the way it is Not the way it ends Who are the skank kids Sposored jock threads Didn't make the football team They got free instruments Old school is no school Keep your ball caps Bad religion, black flag American shit Compеtition, the local bands Touch down contracts Subliminal control Labeled еpitaph! Lookin' like puppets You couldn't pose a threat Don't you know less is more Back in the laundromats No! No! No!