No sleep 'till Fuckneckville
It's kinda funny, you may not realize it until
Phone calls stop, can't get laid
You find out where the parties were some time the next day

One way ticket to seclusion
Now you lose it all
One way ticket to alienation
You're an inside joke

Is everybody supposed to be
Impressed with your ability
To make us feel less significant than you?
We're all chippin in to purchase you
A one way first class ticket out of town

Millions sold, mega star
There's a million assholes with ten million guitars
Enjoy it now, soon it ends
Suddenly you find yourself without any friends

One way ticket to isolation
You can hang with you
You've been given a citation
For excessive social faux pas and obnoxiousness

Go ahead keep telling us your
15 minute stories about
What you had for breakfast and for lunch
We're all chippin in for one big humble pie
We're gonna smash it in your face

Go ahead tell us about your
Last week sold out concert
And how your new record's gonna top the charts
We don't care about your expenses
We just wanna have a laugh at your expense