Incapable of holding down real jobs

and can't make rent,

so for a life in the arts

we deem ourselves destined.

Skip across my record collection

until a song strikes my soul.

Until it distances the earth between me and my home.

With the lazy shame of my parents money

and the senseless sweat of my own.

Kids! We're in this together.

You're my new consumer

and I don't want to move back home.


So put a big black sticker on the front

that says "For Fans Of."

And you can donate a penny to my future pension.

We've got big retail chain 

front-of-store displays,

but just remember:

It's three grand for a half-page ad,

so you better be paying attention.


Yeah you're a beautiful consumer,

and I don't want to move back home.

So download all the songs we wrote

and hype it up with some bullshit quotes.

Yeah, we're on a roll.