Haircuts

Pearl jam clones are everywhere

Fuck that shit, go cut your fucking hair

Seattle sound is all around

But where's the huevos in that sound

Go to the Whisky, see a band

Just all an 'L' and you've got bland

All those bands just sound the same

And they all look so fucking lame

And I don't want to hear it

Everybody's trying to make it

Heard it all a million times

Grab the brass ring before it falls down

Wish they'd all just go away

Pearl jam clones are everywhere

Fuck that shit, go cut your fucking hair

Not one word original

Not one word original

And then they all fall down

They all go down

Grab the brass ring

Find the pot of gold