What's a season in a right if you have anything What's the reason in a rhyme if a means anything What's the meaning in a crime, it's a fan anything Where's the learning in a line, it's a brand, it's a brand How a comes again, it was all here yesterday And you swear it's not a doesn't matter anyway There's only here to talk to friends, nothing new is everyday You shit upon the stage, they'll be
They'll be fans They'll be fans They'll be fans
the kids will eat it up, if it's packaged properly Steal a sound and imitate, uniform and equally Not ode, just the facts, where our world is nowadays An idea what we lack, it doesn't matter anyways