To the Enemies of Political Rock - Team Dresch

Look out, lookout it’s all around

It seems like the only job in town

Here it is in 1996

You’d think everybody’d be sick of this bullshit

But we’re not, we just want to smoke pot

You can kiss my ass, just give me some grass

Do it yourself means do it for me

I don’t give a shit just get my video on MTV

You know exactly what you want, so don’t hide your greed behind me

Just own it you little slacker fuck, didn’t you hear, there’s no free money

It’s not magic it’s work, yeah it’s cool and it’s work

And it can feel like a choice between pleasure and existence