Lyrics

I handed out those fliers
Copied em black and white
Til I got that grand exposure
Since then I've seen the light

Since then I caught fire
Kinda blew up overnight
But never got closure
Got caught up in that fight

Between a bitter veteran
And spoiled younger gentleman
Who can't remember when
A band like his would have to

Test their mettle in a bigger city
Just to have an itty bitty shot of "making it"

These days if you're in last place
Can't blame the race
Cuz your shoes weren't laced
And you fell flat on your face

If McLuhan were alive
Today
I'll bet he'd say
that this whole
Medium is up in flames


I NEED MYSPACE


Words are my weapon
Put a bullet in my bulletins
Got some fancy ammo
In my bio yeah i'm full of it

I'm what would happen if Ann Landers
And Sam I Am had a kid
Wouldn't be the first or last
I Am to come from Nazareth

Give me a moment of your time
I'll cherish it
I'm on cloud nine
Where the cherubs sit
Sitting online in my chair I get
The contact info of my nemesis
I was playing Sego Fest
And he was rocking Sega Genesis
And now they're telling me that
He's the one who's supposed to represent the rest of us?


Don't wanna hear a song that's dissing on technology
Blowing up my twitter feed
And constantly barraging me

In the garage when we were
hashing out this section
of the instrumental
Musical direction was a sentimental
process

Sprung from experimental nonsense
Not from how many plays your little bot gets

I handed out those fliers
Copied em black and white
Til I got that Grand Exposure
Since then I seen the light
Since then I caught fire
Kinda blew up overnight
But never got closure
Got caught up in that fight
I got that Grand Exposure
And now I'm seeing the light