Fight! Fight! Fight!
Fight! Fight! Fight!

The music to me it all sounds the same
It always seems so perfect and it always seems so tame
Music's not a product and music's not a game
Greed has taken over and we're the ones to blame

We are the artists
And we're not for sale
We just make our music cause what's out there's growing stale
Music ain't my job
But it is my way of life
So say what you want but we won't go down without a fight!

Fight! Fight! Fight!
Fight! Fight! Fight!

Sell your creativity to the highest bidder
Fill your words with false contempt and finish with some filler
The enormous cost of cds makes music fans grow bitter
The effort that artists used to have has gone down the shitter

We are the artists
And we're not for sale
We just make our music cause what's out there's growing stale
Music ain't my job
But it is my way of life
So say what you want but we won't go down without a fight!

Fight! Fight! Fight!
Fight! Fight! Fight!

The music to me it all sounds the same
It always seems so perfect and it always seems so tame
Music's not a product and music's not a game
Greed has taken over and we're the ones to blame

What we used to care about
Now rare because we've all sold out
Not fair to what we used to tout
Now tear those shitty lyrics out
Can't bear to even think about
What's happened to the standard route
Slowly time is running out
If we're gonna act than join me with a shout!

We are the artists
And we're not for sale
We just make our music cause what's out there's growing stale
Music ain't my job
But it is my way of life
So say what you want but we won't go down without a fight!

We are the artists (Fight! Fight! Fight! )
And we're not for sale (Fight! Fight! Fight! )
We just make our music cause what's out there's growing stale (Fight! Fight! Fight! )
Music ain't my job (Fight! Fight! Fight! )
But it is my way of life (Fight! Fight! Fight! )
So say what you want but we won't go down without a fight! (Fight! Fight! Fight! )
Fight! Fight! Fight!
Fight! Fight! Fight!