Pain - In A Band Lyrics
Growing up I had it rough.Although I hated workit taught me just enough.To know there ain't no applicationfor the job that I've been chasin'and I'm looking for a diamond in the rough.And as it seems to methat if it was just a phaseit would've passed around eighteen(but it didn't and I'm in itpast the point of giving inso make your wagersplace your bets andshut your mouths about regretsand how we're screwed).You climb the rung,I'll keep my headand I'll take all the crapyou're giving me instead.Cause we'll be driving to a showwhile you'll be working at the storeand checking out some lady buying wonder bread.And as it seems to methat there are lots of cool jobsbut just a few that interest me.I never wanted to workinside a shop as a clerkor build my pension planby being a company man.I want to be in a band.My parents still don't understand.Just add it up, you'll see the crux.From all our arguments we've gatheredjust enough to know we're quicker than a hareand smarter than the average bearand just because itself is reason just enough.And as it seems to methat the sheer volume of payis not a gauge of self-esteem.I never wanted to workinside a shop as a clerkor build my pension planby being a company man.I wanted to be in a band.We've got a penchant for fun,and groove for everyone.I want to be in a band.If you're concerned with the oddsyou'd better never begin.Veterinarian, garbage manor public speaking from a standor pulling teeth or sweeping streetsare all real cool and need to be donebut not by me.I want to be in a band (black coffee and wrong turns)I want to make the supplyand then create the demand.I want to be in a band (banned from all the big clubs)Supply side economicsfit to make you happy...be in a band (beer drinking and mayhem)We've got a penchant for funand groove for everyone.I want to be in a band (bandanas and make-up).My children still don't understand.
