Another night downtown
Listening to the...
Soul compositions
And I'm thinking...
What did I do...
What did I do to deserve this shit?

Jump around around around around around
To the sounds of mediocrity
Of mediocrity
Jump around
To the sounds
Of me-
dio-
crity

But the crowd
With the low IQs
Keeps on dancing
To the so called Blues

Nothing but kitsch
Nothing but kitsch
Nothing but kitsch
Nothing but kitsch ass motherfuckers
Nothing
But kitsch
Nothing but kitsch ass motherfuckers.

And I tell you
Some people are just destined for desk jobs
And desk jobs only
And no matter what I say
They keep on playing
And they keep on playing anyway

And it goes on
And on
And on
And on
And on and on and on and on

Jump around around around around around
To the sounds of mediocrity
Of mediocrity
Jump around
To the sounds
Of me-
dio-
crity