I'm fed up, I'va had it up to here
   Tell me what is good for me and my career
   Fuck you and your selfish advice
   You've never been loyal to the same things twice
   In your sheltered little lives, you don't know the scene
   Doing as you're told, puppets of the big machine
   Changing faces, revolving door hypocrisy
   Who do you work for now, yeah, I see
  
   Chorus I.
   Music's for you and me
   Not the fucking industry
   You fucking tell us what is cool
   You see we come from different schools
  
   You got no crowd but you got a big push
   Kissing asses till your pride turns inti mush
   You might change your style for the record company
   Fingers down your throat, you heave your integrity
  
   You're weak, give it up, throw the towel and the flag in
   And get your pussy ass off the motherfuckin' bandwagon
   Never for a minute were you real in the first place
   So far up someone's ass you got shit on your face
  
   Chorus II.
   Music's for you and me
   Not the fucking industry
   You fucking tell us what is cool
   You see we come from different schools
   To us it matters what you say
   Not the fucking games you play
   You're full of shit, it's plain to see
   The whole damn fucking industry
  
   If you think for a minute this song's about you
   Step the fuck back, cuz it's probably true
   The message in the music is the reason that we're in this
   That's what matters to us, not business
   Music is for you and me, not the fucking industry
   Try to tell us what is cool, we come from different schools
   It only matters what you say, not the fuckin' games you play
   Full of shit, it's plain to see, the whole damn fuckin' industry
  
   Chorus II