anyone can say they’re really fucking killing it
anyone can say they’re really in their element
on the way up to the top of their own Everest
with no idea of what is up there or whatever’s next
plant your flag and get the fuck out with your pettiness
you’re spoiling the view for all the other residents
let alone for all the young ‘uns and the veterans
besides, the hardest part of climbing's never been
the way up to the top, it’s the way down that’s the testament
and if you fuck around up here, they will break your neck
or even at the very least the fall will probably break your legs
now you get my meaning when I say we'll take some steps
and all that money in your pockets for the main events
and I guess if you don't earn it then you have to pay respects
all you really do is mimic lines and sync your lips
no one really gives a fuck about your lyrics kid

dressing for the wrong sound
tie and tails in the wrong crowd
vermin in a lock down
eating to the top
speaking for the bummed out
leave em with a cop out
everybody wants out
even at the top

all blow and no drugs, all show and no heart
that’s no dope and no love you all knowing slow fuck
no hopes to grow up, you dodo, so long
no nuts, no schlong, no cunt, you’re so wrong
you’ve no art and no class I’ve so much I’m MOMA
you showed up and so what, with no blunts and no bars
it’s no wonder no-one gives no love and so far
I won’t lie I’m the only guy who listens when your show starts
and at one word, we all can tell your type
you see some work, and some are just all hype
don’t hate me, I’m just the fall guy
and I’ll die way before your time
I’ll see you in hell, and I’ll be your tour guide
so no love? that is a sure sign
you’re grown up, and no longer roll high
so well done, and welcome to your life

dressing for the wrong sound
tie and tails in the wrong crowd
vermin in a lock down
eating to the top
speaking for the bummed out
leave em with a cop out
everybody wants out
even at the top