The End Of The Day — текст песни (Goldfinger)

at the end of the day i do just what i want
at the end of the day i play just when i want
at the end of the day i do just what i want
at the end of the day i play just when i want

go

who the fuck are you to say
what I can or cannot do?
you talk shit about me constantly
with your weakless metal crew.

spreading lies about me, cry about me
like it`s your god given task
if you spent more time thinking about me
i`d have your head right up my ass

but at the end of the day i do just what i want
at the end of the day i play just when i want
you still need your mom to pay the rent

you call me a fake
you`re giving me some punk rock test
you say how you could do so much better than me
but all you do is meth.

and at the end of the day i do just what i want
at the end of the day i play just when i want
you still need your mom to pay the rent

try do define what my music should be
like you`re an authority
i have my own teachers and i don`t need your help
{sample of DK`s `nazi punks fuck off}

no matter what you say, no matter what i play
if i wanna play guitar

that`s alright with me
I don`t care if it`s not alright with you
`cause it`s alright with me
I don`t care if it`s not alright with you
`cause it`s alright with me
I don`t care if it`s not alright with you
`cause it`s alright with me
I don`t give a fuck if it`s not OK
it`s alright with me
I don`t care if it`s not alright with you
`cause it`s alright with me

Really, it`s just music, after all...