She says she's read too many fashion magazine
She's forgotten what real love is like
And as the basement collects more kids off the street
They smoke themselves to death waiting for the band to begin

They have been tuning up there for an hour now
And I don't think I can stand another minute more
But just then the first chord strums
And the drums set in

And I know what I have been waiting around for
Because no one's going home until the morning comes
No one's going to sleep until the sun comes up
Did you hear those first two songs?

They were fucking touch
And the band is not going to stop until the cops show up
So hold your applause until the end
And wait for the sadness to set in

Because that's the only feeling that's worth it
He say he's done with the pop music scene
There's too many opinions and so few are worth a shit
He has got to learn to act a little more mean

Because the mean ones always end up with the record deals
And it is only when I'm angry that I feel complete
When we are screaming at each other is when I am most happy
I hang out with my friends and then I get depressed

And I drink myself to sleep with any strength that is left
And I quit going to church a year ago
And my teachers think that my faith is gone
But I can do with the eucharist because I found god

In a solid Jackson song