Kick back, watch it crumble

See the drowning

Watch the fall

I feel just terrible about it

That’s sarcasm, let it burn

I’m gonna make a toast when it falls apart

I’m gonna raise my glass above my heart

Then someone shouts, “That’s what they get”

For all the years of hit-and-run

For all the piss broke bands on VH-1

Where did all their money go?

Don’t we all know?

Parasitic music industry