We all live in these times of music fantasies, knee-deep in the joy of discovery and findings, a catalog of wonders about to be squeezed, only to be herded by fuckers and naysayers, they tell you what you must only like, reviling genres using shining smiles, doesn't matter if it's established or it is underground, if they don't fancy it it has to be quickly put down, They keep whining, and denying you can see with your own eyes, and requiring no defying against what those dickheads attempt to make you think like dumbasses, (They) want to tie me but I'm cut loose and that means to dance and headbang with whatever thing that pleases my ears, so with lots of scorn I would tell those suckers Music is for fun, motherfuckers! We all live in these times of music fantasies, having your band and a choice to chant or spit with anger, playing what you ever wanted since you were a kid, only to be assaulted by exploiters and naysayers, you can say you do this for a living, or it's just you're creating for the chillings, for them it's the same, you have to do it their way, driving your tastes to make you meet the ones of them, Denying, they'll be saying "you can't do it on your own", and requiring to be quiet while they foist their vision looking for your submission! They tell you with ease that you have to sell your soul to please some assholes who'll never listen to one of your songs, so with lots of scorn I do tell those suckers Music is for fun, motherfuckers! Music is for fun! All the time we have to stand their fucking lies about what is good or what is bad from their damn subjective sight, or just dismissing the efforts of the people that are working hard, If the band that I love seems like that other one I assure you that I don't give a fuck, Imposing fashion as a rule to push you to a docile state of mind, Rock, pop, folk, blues, jazz, flamenco, who cares? I'm fucking free to enjoy it even if it puts you to shame Riling, and denying you can see with your own eyes, but they're lying, and beguiling, so just do what your want, you're the owner of your own life! (They) want to tie me but I'm cut loose and that means to dance and headbang with whatever thing that pleases my ears, so with lots of scorn I will tell those suckers Music is for fun, motherfuckers! They want to tie me but I'm cut loose and that means to dance and headbang with whatever thing that pleases my ears, so with lots of scorn I will tell those suckers Music is for fun, motherfuckers! So with lots of scorn we will tell them Music is for fun!