Everybody wants to be an Indie rocker I just wanna let you know I’m here to stay So if you ever wanna be anything to anybody I suggest you pick one face and give yourself a name, oh
Everybody’s trying to find that perfect t-shirt Much too tight and walk around in worn out jeans Well even though you try to hide it I see through those fake disguises You make it too easy when you’re trying to be seen, oh
You left me and all my good intentions Dead and bleeding on the floor
Keep it down I can hear you Don’t be so loud There’s no need to try so hard There’s no need to fight so hard Oh nobody’s watching but me
I admit that I have tried to keep the knowledge Well name these five bands and you’re in the right club So even if I’ve never heard ‘em, Make up names you’ve never heard of Pray to God their non-existent album will appear
I’m stuck here with all these blurry pictures Of what you said you were before
Keep it down I can hear you Don’t be so loud There’s no need to try so hard There’s no need to fight so hard
And I’m not against the indie scene The tight t-shirts or worn out jeans Come to think of it, it sounds a bit like me Well maybe I just wanna be an indie rocker
Keep it down I can hear you Don’t be so loud There’s no need to try so hard There’s no need to cry so hard Oh nobody’s watching but me
Compositor: William Charles Anderson ECAD: Obra #3353668