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So some set out to get out

And do their own thing

End of the great credibility race

But the ego e-coli

Spreads equally:

End of the great credibility race

Major or minor

D.I.Y. or 3The Man2

End of the great credibility race

You can’t kill

Stupid stardom scams

End of the great credibility race

So here’s to the ones

That just wanna play

That set out to get out

And do their own thing

The rules they shift

But they stay the same

Thrift store theatrics

And four track recorders

Powered by trust funds

Of guilty prodigals

The checkered flag’s white

At the end of the great credibility race

You can dare fate like a matador

End of the great credibility race

Have sympathy for all the dropped combos

End of the great credibility race

Touch on jazz and go prove you’re a honky white man

End of the great credibility race

Kill all the rock starts 'til you’re a start for the act

End of the great credibility race

I wasn’t built to spill

I ain’t no no modest mouse

I roar like a lion

And I don’t miss a drop

Life’s too short

For all this fucking crap

Before you know you’re at your crypt

Reading your epitaph

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