I don't know but I got told, that if I'm sad, heart in the cold
There only the one bran of emotions
And if I don't quite look the part,
You'll tell me not to even start
So fuck you and your fucken emo band
Now I'm all for identity
The desperate need for a place to be
Understood well, feeling loved
But mixing exclusivity
That's three parts you and no parts we
Now your ego's getting out hand
Like Jesus at a show, I don't wanna know
Never stretched a helping hand
So fuck you and your fucken emo band
I fear it won't take long till that hillsong
Reaches me somehow, but if there's thing I despise
It's being fed those right wing lies
So fuck you and your fucken Christian band
I think it's cool they're not on drugs
The moral grounding and the hugs
And being friends with some god's son
But when no-one questions anything,
Use the word for financial gain
Then somethings gotten way out of hand
Like Jesus at a show, I don't wanna know
"never build your house on sand"
And fuck you and your fucken Christian band
Emotions have been sold
Its only Rock and Roll
You're no better than your fans
Fuck you and your fucken emo
Faith is in some dodgy hands
Fuck you and your fucken Christian
If this is too hard on you,my band's fucken stupid too
Fuck you and your fucken punk rock, retro,
Indie cock rock STUPID BAND