I remember the motto corporate rock sucks,
now I look at Green Day it must be payday.
Ditto, ditto, could you please play a tune a little
alternative nation talent must be on vacation.
You say the underground is metal music now come take some lessons
learn how to throw down.
You little Weezer, you became a Breeder Filter
through Gin and Blossom to begin.
We`re the alternative to the alternative, heavy is where it`s at.
Ahhh!
You become what you despise!
With your fake accent Rancid-smelling ass signing
phat contracts but you tell me will it last.
Yo let`s burn a Bush, paint a Silverchair back to black ask me if I even care.
We`ll in Flame your Lips crack your Lemonhead blow up an Oasis Blind Melons
dead and 120 Minutes of bitches sounding like
Crows Count them all before you start to blow!
We`re the alternative to the alternative, heavy is where it`s at.
Ahhh!
You become what you despise!