Lowest Part Is Free

There they go, fucking up the ratio
Biting on the skin that hangs off a hangnail
Biting on the skin that hangs off a blister
On the helping hand

Strike up the band, turn up the radome
Calling out to the A&R, A&R
Strike up the band, turn up the radome
Calling out to the A&R, A&R

Got nothing to say, and you say it anyway
In addition to your own weight
Drive it into the ground, and you sing in a drone
At the wrong time and at the wrong time

Strike up the band, turn up the radome
Calling out to the A&R, A&R
So full of shit, let's write some hits
Here come the A&R, A&R

The lowest part is free, but he can't leave home
Cause he can't leave the signal alone
The lowest part is free, but he can't leave home
He can't leave the signal alone

(repeat the last two)