Lyrics

i'm so full of those things i hate. you're never really gonna figure it out, you're never really gonna beat it down, this hypocritical 'minority'. why can't it just be something for everyone? something for the masses baby, you got it all worked out my friend, dontcha? if it's all about the music, if it's all about being true to yourself, then why does everyone have to be just like you? why can't they love what works for them? something for the masses baby, you got it all worked out my friend, dontcha? something for the masses baby, you got it all worked out my friend, dontcha? dont you know what you've been saying? can't you find the understanding? don't you know what you're creating? dont you know? why dont you know? now that everyone becomes the thing that you hate the most, now that everyone becomes the thing that you love the most. where will your culture be, when everyone becomes the minority? and where will your revolution be, with the success of your anarchy?