Why We Leave Songtext
von Idlehands

From leaving home, to hitting the avenue.
From the grind we have to get through.
From the chump paying bills by his time clock.
Buy his time.
Born-again fans invest in pretend bands.
Cut off supply.
Create demand.
There's no more room for us working men.
Take my advice, prepare to pay.
Listen to the laughter, they're jeering at your clique.
Use your head.
Hahaha.
Hahaha!
Affiliation makes us sick.
Reside inside on your cellphone.
Username has replaced the show.
That's why we write about what we know.
Oh influence...


Born-again fans invest in pretend bands.
Cut off supply.
Create demand.
There's no more room for us working men.
Take my advice,
prepare to pay.
Our bodies taste better than our limbs.
Feast on them.
Build up an identical set of skin.
Buy it all by the mouse click.
Force yourself in.
Learn to dive in.
Wipe off that chin,
even though it may come quick.
Listen to the laughter, they're jeering at your clique.
Use your head.
Hahaha.
Hahaha!
We're clapping from the van.