Turn the page and it's the scoop of the century

Don't wanna be L7

I had enough of this

This is brainwash

And this is a clue

To the stars who fooled you

Tell me why you can't explain

You're only looking for vinyl

Yeah didn't they fool you

They wanna be you



Gimme world war three

We can live again

You didn't fool me

I fooled you

You wanna be me

Yeah you wanna be me

You wanna be someone

Ruin someone

Yeah didn't I fool you

I ruined you

Yeah didn't I fool you

I sussed you out



I got you in the camera

and I got you in my camera

A second of your life

Ruined for life

You wanna ruin me in your magazine

You wanna cover us in margerine

And now is the time

You got the time

To realise

To have real eyes



Down, down, down, down

I'll take you down on the underground

Down in the dark

And down in the crypt

Down in the dark

Where the typewriter fit

Down, with your pen and pad

Ready to kill

To make me ill



Wanna be someone

Need to be someone

You wanna be me

Ruin me

A typewriter god

A black and white chief

PVC

Blackboard books

Black and white

You wanna be me