No Thank You For The Music

I don't want to be in Any gang that you're in I refuse to take part In gatekeeping people's art Now, I'm surprised to report that as I enter my 40s I've returned to being an angry man I can see clearly now that the drugs wore off Some kinds of music just aren't part of the plan But through computer malfunctions and rare grudging concessions We occasionally broke into the house Just because trouble like us comes a-calling Doesn't mean there was a place to sit down No thank you for the music That seamlessly fits into the plan The sound of a culture that gavе up on pretending It was anything more than a scam, and I don't want to bе in Any gang that you're in I refuse to take part In gatekeeping people's art Now I wouldn't give a fuck about the style cartel If it wasn't for their wider pretensions To represent some kind of authoritative voice On value in the cultural dimension But my rejection of the systematic fleecing of the underground Can be more easily put Bees shouldn't waste their time telling flies That honey tastes better than shit No thank you for the music That seamlessly fits into the plan The sound of a culture that gavе up on pretending It was anything more than a scam No thank you for the music That effortlessly fits the aesthetic The sound of a culture that's resigned to its art Being little more than an anaesthetic And I didn't give a shit about where I could sit In the cafeteria at my school And now that I'm grown I'm not about to condone Paying attention to what's supposed to be cool And the effort that you poured into trying to look bored of yourself Just makes you look like a fool As for all the hangers on the desperate and badly drawn All the fair-weather forgettables, the cowardly contemptibles No thank you, no thank you, no thank you, no thank you No thank you, no thank you, no thank you Count me out of the game, my teeth are too long Here's hoping that the kids have fangs To chew their way through this little Gordian knot And leave the gatekeepers to go hang I don't want to be in your gang I don't want to be in your gang I don't want to be in your gang I don't want to be in your gang I don't want to be in your gang I don't want to be in your gang I don't want to be in your gang I don't want to be in your gang I never did I never did I don't want to be in Any gang that you're in I refuse to take part In gatekeeping people's art