End Of The Great Credibility Race

So some set out to get out

and do their own thing.

End of the great credibility race.

But the ego e-coli

spreads equally:

End of the great credibility race.

Major or minor,

D.I.Y. or 3The Man2,

End of the great credibility race.

You can't kill

stupid stardom scams,

End of the great credibility race.

So here's to the ones

that just wanna play,

that set out to get out

and do their own thing.

The rules they shift,

but they stay the same.

Thrift store theatrics

and four track recorders

powered by trust funds

of guilty prodigals,

the checkered flag's white

at the end of the great credibility race.

You can dare fate like a matador.

End of the great credibility race.

Have sympathy for all the dropped combos.

End of the great credibility race.

Touch on jazz and go prove you're a honky white man.

End of the great credibility race.

Kill all the rock starts 'til you're a start for the act.

End of the great credibility race.

I wasn't built to spill,

I ain't no no modest mouse.

I roar like a lion

and I don't miss a drop.

Life's too short

for all this f**king crap.

Before you know you're at your crypt

reading your epitaph