Who do I gotta kill to get a drink around this place?
And whose a*s do I gotta kiss so that you'll listen to this song?
And how long will it take before I'm begging them to put their hooks in me
and get me settled as some company's pet rebel
You'll be playing by the rules when it's the only game in town
'Cause if you're looking for rebellion you can get it by the pound
We'll be playing songs about girls and cars
'Cause sometimes that's all you need
And we won't get far in these dives and bars
But we'll get three drinks for free
So crank your amp up to eleven, it won't even make a dent
It's pretty hard to change the world when you're just trying to make rent
And by the time you take the mic, your time is up and pa*sion's spent
And we're just one more surly band of screaming, p***-off pseudo youths
On the wrong wave of nostalgia and too broke for matching suits
So if you cut away the bluster you can get down to the truth
'Cause the problem with an anthem is the details all get lost
And the problem with a hero is they're selling them at cost
And when this song's in a commercial, baby, here's the line they'll cut:
"It's A Beautiful World
But Not For Me"
'Cause if you ever were a threat they'd have already pulled the plug