Bacon bits and jalapenos on my polish
hot dog, half a pound of potato chips,
and a beef jerky log.  I press my face to
the window, a wrapper sticks to my shirt.
Eight people in a stinky van, a couple
more couldn't hurt.  Eat some food off
the floor.
I've developed a taste for bread mold.
Ride around in a van, don't take a
shower for six weeks and...

We've been given superpowers, ask us
for an autograph.  We sing, we dance,
we'll make you laugh, don't you want to
be like us?  We've been given
superpowers, ask us about our rock and roll,
our hair, our clothes, hobbies, and pets.
Does he have a girlfriend yet?

Everyone in the band can't stand me,
just because I fell off the stage,
and kind o by accident, I broke the
promoters legs.  Sometimes we have a
deadline, for writing our songs.
Five minutes left to write this one,
la, la, la, la, la, la, la.  Sleep in a sleeping
bag.  Every floor looks the same as the last
night.  You wake up, you drive, you play a
show, and then you sleep again.

I sometimes feel like I'm Holden
Caulfield, sometimes Jack Keroac.
I wanted to be famous, now I want to
take it back.  Don't want to rock the mic,
don't want to meet the pope,
I just want to share with you, how we got
this peace and hope.

I once wanted to be famous,
now I want to take it back.