Mr. Brett Songtext

von Snot feat. Serj Tankian

Born into the middle class
Yeh, all you had to was ask
& Mom and Dad would give you what you needed
& though I didn't know you then
I know you'll probably defend
& take the stand in life that you'd been cheated
So you adapt a punk rock life
A leather jacket, hair with spikes
& join a band
'Cause you must have a say
& though you helped out with that time
There's those of us who keep on
Trying to make a living & not sound like Green Day
Trade rags say you're making it, now you're old
You don't give a shit
Subconciously fulfilled prophecy you've become your own nemesis

Mr. Brett, we won't pay that fee to keep you livin' in luxury
Some say genius, some say mistake
But you've become what you used to hate
Stupid, wannabe, punk rock guy

So now we're in the 90's & punk's not what it used to be
It's gone downhill since 1982
& though I like most of your bands
& listen to them all i can
It's fucked up that you think it's 'cause of you
You think that you're still part of the scene
Nail painted black, hair dyed dark green
For you this mid life crisis has come on strong
Now punk rock's been accepted
& they've realized it's not just a fad
Please, stay behind that deck where you belong
Punk rock lie's been good to you
Now corporate punk's the thing to do
Obnoxiously, you raise your fee you'll see to it we'll all get screwed

Mr. Brett, we won't pay that fee to keep you livin' in luxury
Some say genius, some say mistake
But you've become what you used to hate
Stupid, wannabe, punk rock old guy
Just tell me the truth
There's no excuse
Just tell me the truth
We're not gonna' tell you

Mr. Brett, we won't pay that fee to keep you livin' in luxury
Some say genius, some say mistake
But you've become what you used to hate
Stupid, wannabe, punk rock record mogoul
(Fuck you! Leave it alone. Couldn't make it as a punker. Bullshit!)