Frreeee Biirrrddd!!! Frreeee Biirrrddd!!! Bomb the Music Industry!

Don't you say
Don't you ever ever say that it was worth it for the profit
Another day
When I wait there shit-faced
Then I smile when I'm on and sing the songs that I did not write

And they'll dance to it
And I'll smile and I'll get paid
Baggy pants are stupid
Alt-rock, Skynyrd, play another song I hate

I'll just stay on the state streets
Complaining that it's all the same
But too lazy to change anything
And I can't spend another day thinkin'
These places on street signs are
The only places that I've ever been

Drink a free beer
Maybe smoke with the waiter
(It's) the illusion that they all give a shit
And some drunk guys yelling
"Free Bird!" and "Show us your boobs!"
And I'll smile and I'll key their truck

And it sucks so bad
But I made one Benjamin
How can I be mad?
I paid one seventh of my rent
And maybe I'll buy a plate of eggs