Rip Off

It’s happened before and now it’s happening again
Rancid rotten bastards fucking trying to cash in
They’re on tv and they’re on the radio
On the cover of spin magazine how far is it going to go
Exploiting punk rock to the useless fucking masses
With mass media saturation and financial fucking backing
We won’t be fooled by your prepackaged rebellion
Bought and sold by corporate fuckheads
When you work with the enemy that
Makes you the same kind of scum
Who has robbed our fucking movement from the very day that it began as you
Riot riot riot your fucking self right to the bank
I know we all know that you’re just a fucking rip off
Rip off
Rip off
Rip off
Fuck you fuck off
Radio radio what a fucking load of shit
And by the way what the fuck does the radio have to do with it
Just another clever trick they got to hush the humming masses
While they buy buy buy this weeks overplayed trash
Is today green or tomorrow fucking greener?
For the bosses making money while your spewing out crap love songs
What the fuck is punk about road managers and booking
Agents or backstage rooms and pre show exercises
Twenty thousand seat arenas. Oh c’mon you make me fucking sick
In 1976 they started out to put an end to all that useless shit
It’s happened before and it’s happening again but you’re never gonna fool us
Because you’re just a bunch of rip-offs