Schaffer the Darklord - Your Band - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

03.07.2004

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[Intro] Oh man, you were awesome tonight Thanks dude, thanks a lot Yeah, you should come check out my band sometime Yeah, I'll uh do that Here Oh, flyer for your band. When you playing? Next Friday Oh, great I'll be- Yeah, and I brought this Oh, it's a sticker for your band Yeah and I brought you a c.d. too Oh, c.d. Thanks, I'll listen to it Well, you think maybe you could listen to it right now? You want to listen to it right now? Yeah, I got a disc-man right here (Sigh) [Verse 1] So you're in a band too? No shit? What do you play? Really? Cool, cool You know that maybe some day In November Our schedule's better We could do a show together We go really well together Great, great I'll call ya later Shoo Ruthless! Truth is Schmoozing me's useless You're wasting your time and You're just being a nuisance And you knew this Long before you came up toting Your three-song cassette demo Enthusiastics on promote Showboating me moping A sense of half aloof devotion I took a step off stage And you were robbing of that moment All dude that was awesome I got some for you To listen to dude You're kissing boots boo You babble on 'bout your band Like it's Babylon And i'm bored You've been playing ten years? You want a fucking reward? You see It seems that everyone i know Is in a band, man You're in a scene Doesn't mean I need to shake your hand And i wouldn't expect it from you But then i'd never do By networking with a band When they stop off stage into Fucking spare me your best bit Don't fucking send me your press kit And don't ever call And if i never call Well i guess it means I'm not Interested in your band And that's all But don't push it Or i'll use my weight And get you black-balled From every club in town Back down You fucking clown Or you'll never even play A Monday night at the pound You lack tact And act wack Your backpack Is so filthy and You're covered in t-shirts And ball caps That say Zildjian Like, "Dude! I'll bet you couldn't guess That i'm a drummer!" You're dumber than a bag of rubbers Pity, pity such a bummer Last summer You wimp I saw a band in Olympia Tattooed Little dudes With rude attitudes It was simply atrocious The shitty shit shit That Shelly showed us Then afterwards they said Dude Let's do a show in Frisco This fall We'll call I'm Paul And i'll be the contact We're thinking bottom of the hill Could you get on that? Could you feed us It's for [?] It's just after check-in And could you find another band That'd wanna play second? And you know what i told him? What? say it [Chorus] Fuck you and your band Fuck you and your band What part of "fuck you and your band" Can't you understand, man? This is exactly the kinda shit I can't stand Fuck you and your band God damn However [Verse 2] When we were up north And we played with these dorks They broke Every code of ethics Of fork We were torqued Like They sat in their van While my band was on stage And took with them Their fans Who were half underage Their drummer was sound man He ran the P.A So there was feedback In the monitors and vocal delay And we sold nothing! Cause no one Was there when we played And their guitarist did door We didn't get paid And now these little bitches Want a show in my town? I'd rather walk a mile Of cap street in a night gown If i ever see these fuckers again There's gonna be a battle That'll send 'em back To their little suburb of Seattle Clutching a rattle In a crib In a bib Bare butt Your hair cut Looks like a Dye jet-black Andy Gibb Ribbing your best solo Watching your tricks fall Ripping your press photo The one with the brick wall I'm so sick of Your bands Your fans Your shows Your pose Your tours Your hordes Your faces Your bassist Your kids Your splits Your records Your techs[?] Your steer Your gear Your pants Your tables Your labels Your comp Your pomp Your red light Your website Your K.I.S.S. make-up Fucking just break up [Chorus] Fuck you and your band Fuck you and your band What part of "fuck you and your band" Can't you understand, man? This is exactly the kinda shit I can't stand Fuck you and your band God damn Unh
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