Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Brett

Born the middle class
Yeah, all you had to do was ask
& mom & dad give you what you needed
& though I didn't you then
I know you'll defend
& take the stand in the life that been cheated
So you adopt a punk life
A leather jacket, with spikes
& join a
you must have a say
& though you helped out with it that
those of us, who keep on
Trying to make a living & not like
Day
Trade rags say you're it, now you're old
You give a shit.
Subconsciously fullfilled prophecy
become your own

Mr. Brett, we pay that fee to keep you
Livin' in
Some say genius, some say
But you've become what you to hate

So now we're in the & punk's not
it used to be
It's gone downhill since
& though I liked of your bands
& to them all I can
It's up that you think it's 'cause of you
You think that you're still part of the
painted black, hair dyed dark green
For you mid life crisis has come on strong
Now punk rock's accepted
& they've realized it's not a fad
Please, stay behind that desk where you
Punk rock been good to you
Now Corporate punk's the to do
Obnoxiously, you raised fee,
you'll see to it all get screwed.