She says she's read too many fashion magazines
She's forgotten what real love is like
As the basement collects more kids off the street
They smoke themselves to death waiting for the band
To begin

They've been tuning up there for an hour now
Don't think I can stand another minute more
Just then the first chord strums
And the drums set in
And I know what I've been waiting around for

'Cause no one's going home until the morning comes
No one's going to sleep until the sun comes up
Did you hear those first two songs?
They were fucking tough
And the band's not going to stop until the cops show up

So hold your applause 'til the end
And wait for the sadness to set in
'Cause that's the only feeling that's worth it

He says he's done with the pop music scene
There's too many opinions and so few are worth a shit
He's got to learn to act a little more mean
'Cause it's the mean ones who always end up with the record deals
And it's only when I'm angry that I feel complete
When we're screaming at each other's when I'm most happy
I hang out with my friends and then I get depressed
I drink myself to sleep with any strength that's left

And I quit going to church a year ago
And my teachers think that my faith is gone
But I can do without the eucharist
'Cause I found God in a solid Jackson song