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