They say that we ain't got the style, we ain't got the class,
We ain't go the tunes that's gonna put us on the map,
And I'm a phoney in disguise, trying to make the radio,
I'm an anti-social anarchist, I sound like so and so,
They say I'm just a stupid kid, another crazy radical,
Rock and roll is dead, I probably shoulda stayed at school,
Another generation X that somehow slipped out through the cracks,
Oh they'd love to see me fall, but im already on my back, so it goes....
In one ear, and right out the other
People talking shit, but you know I never bother, it goes...
In one ear, and right out the other
People talking shit, but they can kiss the back of my hand
Now I know I'm not a saint, I've been a sinner all my life
I'm not tryin' to hide my flaws, I'd rather keep them in the light
They wanna criticize, scrutinize, cast another stone
Burn me at the stake, and sit and watch it from the throne
They say the devil is my pal, I do a lot of drugs
The crowd will only like me if they're really fucking drunk
They think they know my thoughts, but they don't know the least,
If they'd listened to the words they'd find the message that's beneath, but it goes...
In one ear, and right out the other
People talking shit, even though they never bother, it goes...
In one ear, and right out the other
People talking shit, but they can kiss the back of my hand
[ Instrumental ]
You hear that?
You hear what's coming?
Oh you better run for the hills?
Cause we're coming to your town....
And we're gonna burn that motherfucker down!!!
[screams]
[ Instrumental ]
Here's the moral to the story, we don't do it for the glory
We don't do it for the money, we don't do it for the fame
So all the critics who despise us, go ahead and criticize us,
It's your tyranny that drives us, adds the fire to our flames, and it goes...
In one ear, and right out the other
People talking shit, but you know I never bother, it goes...
In one ear, and right out the other
I'm only playing music, cause you know I fucking love it, it goes...
In one ear, and right out the other
People talking shit, but you know I never bother, it goes...
In one ear, and right out the other
People talking shit, but they can kiss the back of my hand
