Welcome To The Food Chain And You Are Right About ______ (here). Your Music Is Worth $50 And 6 Free Beers. The Beer Is Not A Form Of Payment Or Hospitality, It's A Buffer Between You And The Insulting Reality: $50 For Six Guys, Two Crew, And Gas Money?! For Four Hours Of Work, Heavy Lifting, And Crowd Stunning? I Make Less Than One Dollar An Hour For Fifty Hours A Week, Which I Give Back To The Band So We Can Pay For The CD That Some PYT Will No Doubt Ask For As A Donation To Her Your Not Worth My Six Bucks Foundation. And I Feel Like The Stickler?! I REMAIN CALM! And Pray That Decency Will Hit Her Before I Do. It's Not That I Can't Grasp The Concept Of Self-promotion, It's That This "supporter" Grossly Undervalues Our Devotion. Most Jobs Last A Year? I'm Talking Life Sentence. Convicted In '95 And Been In Love Ever Since.



I Won't Forget How It Feels

Bolting A Smile On My Jaw

Bathing In Sacrifice Playing The Rug

Art Has Too Many Users To Be A Good Drug



They're All Wearing Thin... These Methods Of Trying To Get Fat Feeding Off The Table Scraps Of Headlining Acts. Bumping Off Our Sound Check, Diminishing Our Already Short Set, Every Lenience Is An "inconvenience" Every Monitor Is Now A Threat. And I'm Trying To Squeeze Out Approval From A Biased Audience By Jumping Up And Down On Hostile Ground. It's Hard To Look Relaxed When Your Big Break Is Being Held Hostage, And Then Look Thankful While You Hustle Your Gear Off Stage To Make Time For Dead Air _________ To Build Tension In The Room (and Here I Thought There Was Enough Our Set Was Over So Soon). And In A Way It's Justified Because "which Band Is Really The Draw?" The One With The Label PAYING For The Airplay Nonstop! I'm Not Demanding Success, Just My Hard-earned Respect. You May Have Outgrown These Shoes But I'm Not Through With Them Yet! And I Don't Want To Bite The Hand That Feeds Me I Just Want To Make It Well Known That If You Start Thinking Tyranny Then You Will Be OVERTHROWN.