You used to run some, now they make hits
'Cause songs have no rights and a pile of shit
You're not an artist, you're just like a dance
But dancing is to art what rape is to romance
You can't teach an old dog new tricks
But the trick is telling you that I'm so worthless
If I'm worthless but I work hard
Does it mean I'm hardless or just as hard
Some of you true, you signed your on
Suicide's an option and write another song
And we can sing along, we can sing along
We can sing along
When you're dead and gone
So take the records off the wall
Take 'em down and burn them all
You don't even have the time
They don't listen anymore
So take the records off the wall
Take 'em down and burn them all
You don't even have the time
They don't listen anymore
Go on then, read my obituary
But be wary of the bitch, yeah she's ordinary
She's just a pop star, want a pop quiz
Now she's popping all the pills
That she can find in showbiz
What's facelift, when you're so faceless
You just have to lick this money
Looking ugly, trying faces
Don't bother to show me your expertize
I know I'm no expert, but you're just a tease
You think you're a god, just don't pray to yourself
You realize your weakness, pray on yourself
Put your headphones on, you better phone ahead
Send me a warning, tell me music's fucking dead
So take the records off the wall
Take 'em down and burn them all
You don't even have the time
They don't listen anymore
So take the records off the wall
Take 'em down and burn them all
You don't even have the time
They don't listen anymore
Tell me the truth inside your eyes
We'll sing a song when you're dead and gone
We could sing along, we could sing along
Now that you're gone
We could sing along, we could sing along
Now that you're gone
So take the records off the wall
Take 'em down and burn them all
You don't even have the time
They don't listen anymore
So take the records off the wall
Take 'em down and burn them all
You don't even have the time
They don't listen anymore