Let me introduce you to our dumb little band You might find it hard to
Understand--we've got a show even though we know no one's gonna go
We'll crank our second-hand Marshall Stacks dumb little knobs We're
Paying for them with our dumb little jobs The guy at the bar says he
Thinks we okay, we kind of remind him of green day But it's a dum
Little band and tehre's not much to say maybe we'll see you when we play
In some big empty room one day We do a record every year that no body's
Gonna year or understand, a dumb little band Every year we
Self-destruct a bit We break up when teh drummer quits We talk him
Into doing one more show and then the bass player quits and we break up
Again We don't know how to be regular guys or what to do with out dum
Little lives We don't' have anything to prove We'll be in trouble if we
Ever do Cause it's a dumb little band but we travel through the land
We unpack all our stuff from our dumb little van We play some songs and
Then we pack it up again Hand in hand, a dumb little band Not exactly
In demand Our friends are all busy with their own affairs, becoming
Punk rock millionaires They're taping their live album at the Hollywood
Bowl We're taping our flyers to the telephone pole It's a dumb little
Band and nobody knows why we keep having shows even though nobody goes
We keep rolling along playing our dumb little songs Hand in hand, a
Dumb little band