Indictment — текст песни (jawbreaker)

I just wrote the dumbest song. It`s gonna be a sing along. All our friends
will clap and sing. Our enemies will laugh and be pointing. It won`t bother
me, what the thoughtless are thinking, I am more concerned with what we`re
drinking. They`ll laugh about it at the warehouse, saying I`m so lame. It
wrote itself. You can keep the blame. It`ll be a happy song. Not unlike some
other ones. While everyone`s depressed and broke, I get high off your sick
jokes. They`re colossal. They`re tousling all the worried hair. Stay up there.
So crazy it just might work. Then we`ll quit our jobs. We could be the next
group that you rob. There are times for being dumb. This must be one of them.
I`d like to know what`s so wrong with a stupid, happy song? It says many
things in it`s nothingness. It gives me space to think, I guess. To think less
And less. Moving units and tracking charts. Will they ever learn? It isn`t who
you know, it`s who you burn. It means nothing. Selling kids to other kids. If
you think we changed our tune, I hope we did.