Dismayed, they go on to play with more singers, Call girls and you call the band over; Clearly you plan to continue forward; With a drum and bass nobody has ever heard of; Clearly you're like the Doors in the 40's with an in; Misinformed; Just like Jim Morrison; A university student proclaiming to know the way that God would live;
Some live like Musical Elite, in a mansion on a hill of beans, Never to please us with another music piece of relevant release; Nickel and dime me for the deluxe CD, the pre-order must-see, the live dvd, the artwork book, the signed poster in blue, red and green; I doubt I'll buy all that to hear 'Compositions in C',
A virtuoso steps away from the masons of his craft; He claps and they turn on robotically, After lighting up himself; Lightning cracks, He cracks up himself, Robots personify and become addicts; They releases CD's, He personifies the 80's, or the 90's on every single tracks. 8 EP's later he releases the exact same thing out.