To The Enemies Of Political Rock Lyrics

To The Enemies Of Political Rock lyrics

Look out, lookout it's all around it seems like the only job in town here it is
in 1996, 



you'd think everybody'd be sick of this bullshit But
we're not, we just want to 



smoke pot You can kiss my ass just
give me some grass Do it yourself means do 



it for me, i don't'
give a shit just get my video on MTV You know exactly what you 



want, so don't hide your greed behind me Just own it you little slacker
fuck, didn't 



you hear, there's no free money It's not magic it's
work, yeah it's cool and it's 



work And it can feel like a choice
between pleasure and existence.