Текст песни: Brendan Kelly's Got a Blog + перевод

I look out over the spot

We turned into a parking lot

And I grow tired

The days have grown too long

They play their iPods out of speakers

Dance music and auto tuned singers

And they don’t get the joke

No they don’t see the irony

And there was nothing there for me

Although I thought that there would be

And I’m broken down and tired

So thanks for the opportunity

We don’t give a fuck about a market or how

we might saturate it

We wrote this song to play it so book another

show in your basement

I find I’m thinking of home a lot

And I’m drinking more than I thought

And I’ve grown tired

Because these days have grown too long

I didn’t start a band for drugs and chicks

I started a band because I’m young and pissed

But you don’t get the joke

No you don’t see the irony

Do you remember when you were 16?

When the words you wrote were the main thing

When you shoulder tapped for beers and

You chase the dreams in your head

When the show was all you needed

When you sat with friends and you said

We don’t give a fuck about a market or how

we might saturate it

We wrote this song to play it so book another

show in your basement

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