We thought we'd write a song about all of the problems inherent
In the industry, it was going to be an exposã© written in
Unblemished symmetry. we were going to have our glorious exit,
An admonition and an encore, we were going to make a point to
The whole world, but no one wants to hear it anymore.
Don't worry what this song would say, you'll never hear it
Anyway. they won't play this song on the radio, so far, so bad,
That's how it goes. they'll pull our records from the shelves,
So far, so bad, that's how it goes.
The rhyme scheme to this song was mostly flawless, it might have
Made good poetry. it could have bridged the gap between the
Classes, and overthrown the bourgeoisie. it made a couple points
About the future, and how the past was kind of uncool, and if you
Ever tried to play it backwards, it told the kids to stay in
School.
I thought i'd write an epiphany, how something good is changing
Me, but i guess we dodged some passing fad, it looks like it's
So far, so bad. this song is rad. you could ask your dad. he
Won't be mad. this song is stupid.
