Misdemeanor Smashing Guitars
Seems like no one pays attention to me I'm just so plain and ordinary I wish I could leave my mark like him He went out like a superstar O.D.'d blazing heroin Yeah, Kurt, Well he knew what was down Blew his head clean off, And just look at him now Nirvana merchandise is up six points Don't waste your time learning chords Just buy a gun and smoke two joints Cause It's not about music anymore They forgot what guitars are even for It's all about sex, drugs and cash Stick a needle in your arm and you're famous in a flash Bands used to practice their songs Now they practice loading their bongs Too stoned to strum a bass So stick a gun in your face And you'll be on a T-shirt before long Skills and tempo ain't the way to fame Aids and syringes help to build a name So keep chugging on that booze You'll be on the evening news Believe me, your life will never be the same
