Warning: Perfect Sideburns Do Not Make You Dangerous

So this is what we've all been waiting for?
And to think I almost missed it
Now there's some things I won't ignore
Cause every fool with a guitar and a slick haircut called
Their predictions, they're the next big thing in rock and roll

But from a basement deep in what's left of our underground
We're compiling profiles on all you creeps
Now we know where you hang around
Ever since the focus moved from how we sound
To where we signed and what we bought
Our sincerity's been subsidized, our culture now has a cost

So you fuckers say you want a war?
So you fuckers say you want a war?

I've had enough of you fucking up the one thing that I love
And I won't sit back and watch with idle hands and bitten tongue
I understand the need for magazines and prime-time ads and pop routines
But you're trying to place an image where a message had once been

Trends fade with time, and that's just fine
Soon you'll go your way, and I'll go mine

You waste your days flooding the airwaves
We spend out nights tripping the dials
We're throwing up our fists to calling out the heartless
Cause I don't think you're fooling anyone but you
We're toasting up our drinks to fucking up your scene
(I've got explosives) for every single one of you

Trends fade with time, and that's just fine
So we'll be alright