Oh, by the way
The way they came in
With neon shirts and spray-paint grins
But I don't mind the subtlety they lack
I care more about the envy they attract
And oh
Woah

And they're lucky the old days are gone and done
Because in those days bastards were thrown in the mud
I said
Something's gone wrong, but I cannot see
They're lucky they're just dealing with little old me
Because something's gone wrong
Just listen to see
Their folded arms embrace the cold, but that's just little old me
C'mon

Oh, by the way they stare at the band
You can see their applause were kept in their cans
I know our temple isn't much to behold
But take off your shoes in this holiest of holes
And oh
Woah

There's nothing I've been looking for
There's nothing I've seen I haven't seen before
There's nothing I've been living for
There's nothing I've done I couldn't do for more
There's nothing I've been looking for
There's nothing I've seen I haven't seen before
There's nothing I've been living for
There's nothing I've done I couldn't do for more