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Bang, bang, push, push go my fingers as I hit another station on the radio Tune out, turn off, see ya' later, it's the same sad story everywhere I go The more I look the less I find it's getting hard to ease my mind Small talk or the classical station "Soft Rock" for the lost generation Country music's in a sad situation Who says those boots and cowboy hat can keep that kid from singin' flat All that I want is just to hear something that's real A little heart and some emotion I can feel Instead of: Cellifane plastic - glamorized high tech pierced skin, "New Trend" children playin' them sub-par rock stars - with out-of-tune guitars Bang, bang, push, push go my fingers as I flip though the stations on my radio Not this, not that, what's the difference it's the same ten songs I already know Songtexte Consultants make their little list no wonder that it's come to this Teen queens with a ten minute future Rap acts known to the prosecuters White kids who whine like a loser and rant and rave, pretend they're mad then cash those checks from dear old dad All that I want is just to hear something that's real A little heart and some emotion I can feel Instead of: Baggy pantsed boy groups - dancin' with drum loops quantized hip jive - gets by MIDIfied real cool gene pools - who have to use Protools Bang, bang, push, push go my fingers (not again...) Tune out, turn off, see ya' later Shoot Shoot Aus Songtexte Mania