I've been working like a mother just to get this fucker out
I've got my ass down in the gutter tryin' to irrigate this drought
Have no fear 'cause now it's here
But rock and roll records ain't selling this year
I got my nose against the grain and yeah you know that it's a bitch
Playing through the pain and watching shit bands get rich
It's crystal clear to all my peers
That rock and roll records, they ain't selling this year

It's a little bit crummy how the music making money
Seems to slip on through to a world full of dummies
I just get jeers for my blood, sweat, and tears
I'm gonna spread it around and get it on down
Ain't gonna flip-flop, hip-hop, sucking on a porkchop
Sounds so weird to my ears
That rock and roll records, they ain't selling this year

So at the end of the day I'm gonna do it my way
'Cause I gotta have something good for the pay
So raise your beer and let's say cheers
To rock and roll records they ain't selling this year

That's right, I'm here to testify on behalf of the rock and roll record!

Rock and roll records
Rock and roll records
Rock and roll records
They ain't selling this year