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I didn't know that this genre had a dress code I didn't know that I had to bust a lymph node To scream a note in a song that'll hurt your ears All alone after shows as he drinks his beers To break his edge in front of peers is what he fears the most Closed-minded listener as all he hears is HARDCORE music Said he bashes other music Spends too much time hating music If his life is made of music He must really hate life too Chorus Can you see, said can you see through that haircut SongtexteCan you breath, can you breathe with those tight jeans Can't you see, said can't you see that it's just a trend Another one, another one of the scene kids You'll be all alone in a week or two You and your dead vogue, history repeats In the music biz All the time now Said can't you see that it's just a trend Another one, another one of those scene kids Now picture this, you're at a show Friday night In walks a crew, all dressed up looking for a fight Not there for music, they only show up in spite Pay 5 bucks at the door, just so they can spread some fright Hey Mr. Bush, I think I found some terrorist They're in my town, they're always doing BREAKDOWNS They look the same, with X's tattooed on their fists In my hometown is where the fascists still exist Chorus Aus Songtexte Mania