Sell Out

Well, I know you can't work in fast food all your life

But don't sign that paper tonight

She said, "But it's too late"

And I don't remember what I read

I don't remember what they said

I guess it doesn't matter

I guess it doesn't matter anymore

'Cause you're gonna go to the record store

You're gonna give 'em all your money

Radio plays what they want you to hear

They tell me it's cool

I just don't believe it

Sell out with me, oh yeah

Sell out with me tonight

The record company's gonna give me lotsa money

And everything's gonna be alright

No more flippin' burgers, puttin' on my silly hat

You know I don't want that no more

And I didn't ask when we get paid

Quit my day job anyway

Guess it doesn't matter

Guess it doesn't matter anymore

'Cause you're gonna go to the record store

You're gonna give 'em all your money

Radio plays what they want you to hear

They tell me it's cool

I just don't believe it

Sell out with me, oh yeah

Sell out with me tonight

The record company's gonna give me lotsa money

And everything's gonna be

And I don't think it'll be so bad

And I know it won't be so bad

Cause the man just said "That's the way it is"

And the man said "It don't get better than this"

No, no, no

So I signed on to the record company

They said they're gonna give me lots of money

If I play what they want you to hear

Tell me it's cool, and I'll sure believe it

Sell out with me, oh yeah

Sell out with me tonight

The record company's gonna give me lotsa money

And everything's gonna be alright

Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah

The record company's gonna make everything alright

"Baby don't you sign that paper tonight," she said

But I can't work in fast food all my life