Straight in the door But already you know The way that you want the music too go No intention for anything more, Recycled sounds are what you came here for Now i love the beat but i need to shout And if you missed the point of the band Then plug in your brain and try and chill out Now i spit a little bit about what i think is wrong Run along if you cannot hack the song You see a band is alive and it grows and it flows And it shows that the path of sound is long Its a wide mind culture thing When the band can bring every style and put it in You reject it, theres the exit Big fat noise but your point is wearing thin You turn your head cause it doesnt go your way Thats fair enough, But I grit my teeth when the close minds say Why dont you play some ska? You see deep undergound, explorers have found Its not bad thing if you take to another sound You can pick and mix with your music fix Theres a lot of stuff around You only like one kind of tune, Complain that theres no room To play about, but you can mix things up without a doubt You turn your head cause it doesnt go your way Thats fair enough, But I grit my teeth when the close minds say Why dont you play some ska?