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Didn't no MTV,
want no VH-1
Was a time so ago
Yeah, we had some fun
Made a big noise
For all the and boys
It was
Now two are to heaven
Yeah, I was in an space
across the street
Down an alley, stairs,
And a basement
Brendan ran The
He played drums, we a lot
We started underground
People started comin'
round.
Mark Moreland played his
And I clawed there at the
Little Bruce showed up one day
And now we're
I had this box
I got from Yogi Bear
And Joe and Chas jumped on to
And we practiced night and day
and day.
Hey, the was growin' out
People
Old hippies, beatniks, kids
Goin' punk rockcut hair
One night we The Whiskey
With Miss Ivy and Lux
Backstage the record man
Yeah, we thought we had hit the
Big bucks.
So we put out a EP
Jim Hill was our
And it got played on the radio
We could not believe our
it was.
So we went out on the
Started near and far
Drivin' in beat-up van
Or two or three old
everywhere.
Then the sharks showed up and
A big manager for
Said sign here, boys, you'll all be
We'll go for that brass
The contract was like a
Two hundred long
We signed on that dotted line
Just a dollar for each
a dollar.
Things started gettin'
With the band and me and
We did methedrine a lot
And that Cutty Sark
Richard Mazda from the UK
us to record in a brand new way
One weekend, Marc's song out
The single they talk about
We made a
Frank Delia behind the lens
Day in Mexico,
Lots of 'n drugs 'n friends
But all was bust
Hey, how are chumps like us to
We off on that tour so long
And played and sang our song.
Oh-woah.
Now, it seemed like that old dog we had
Was payin' for its
We lost of our own band
To the record
Yeah, I we blew it big time
got us bent
We played a show for fourty
And the manager every cent
goddamn cent.
Yeah, got worse, and pretty soon
It was for me to go
I did my to patch it up
But we were all big assholes
So, if you make a band,
Get for a good ride
Don't let weasels, sharks, and fiends, and
you to comprimise
Uh-huh.
Didn't no MTV,
want no VH-1
Was a time so ago
Yeah, we had some fun
Made a great big
For all the girls and
It was
Now two are to heaven