Seems like no one pays attention to me
I`m just so plain and ordinary
I wish I could leave my mark like him
He went out like a superstar
O.D.`d blazing heroin
Yeah, Kurt, Well he knew what was down
Blew his head clean off, And just look at him now
Nirvana merchandise is up six points
Don`t waste your time learning chords
Just buy a gun and smoke two joints
Cause It`s not about music anymore
They forgot what guitars are even for
It`s all about sex, drugs and cash
Stick a needle in your arm and you`re famous in a flash
Bands used to practice their songs
Now they practice loading their bongs
Too stoned to strum a bass
So stick a gun in your face
And you`ll be on a T-shirt before long
Skills and tempo ain`t the way to fame
Aids and syringes help to build a name
So keep chugging on that booze
You`ll be on the evening news
Believe me, your life will never be the same