Medio-core, it's not forsaken
The music they're makin'
Will leave you with a feeling of indifference
How was the band?
They were okay (Okay, All Right)
Not great
But pretty good
They played the songs I knew they would

Some old, some new, the same formula, stay true
We can concur, it's mediocre

Sing, sing a song, make it simple
So all the kids can sing along, sing along

The list keeps growin'
The melody's been stolen
Remind me of songs sung in the seventies
You might fool the kids, but you don't fool me
Have you ever heard of something called aboriginality?

Is it absurd to compose music no ones ever heard?
Predictability like a bosom will confront them
My one true foe, el CD, medio-core

It's overpowered, the riffs are all devoured
Spreading faster than British tooth-decay
"Are you ready to rock?" "How you all doin' tonight?"
You condescending fucks make me wanna laugh and puke
At the same time

I'm one to speak
This song sounds like 50 you've heard before, medio-core

Sing, sing a song, make it simple
So all the kids can sing along, sing along