We're called Unwanted Noise and there's a reason for that
Nobody ever tell us how to sound or how to act
Compare us to the only punk band they know
They're out the door before we end this fucking show
We don't need and we don't want no
CRITICAL ACCLAIM
We don't feed and want no part of your
BULLSHIT MEDIA FAME
Radio's dead and we adress the matter
Our eyes have been shoved into computers
Telling people what to like, telling people what to hate
We won't be on the news unless a venue is destroyed