Faded Lyrics by Big D And The Kids Table

Faded

So how the fuck did we
Even get on this show
Some promoter must have had to fit a stylistic status quo
I thought all the project bands have brainwashed all the Punk Rock executives
Im breathing air into the underground after it was left in the street for dead

I cant feel my hands
Im too drunk to find my mind
I dont want to talk to some screamo kid about how much he digs Sublime
Im dying in a club thats pumping ACME through its P.A.
Forever hated by this industry but still finding a way on stage

Its fading
Can no one tell?

So this is your first tour
I bet a beer that its your last
Dont bother stickering the bathroom kid Ill be covering it in March
I read your autobiography and frankly it dont make sense
Man, I cant believe Im sharing a stage with this shitty INXS

Its faded
Can no one
Tell, me where it went wrong?
Tell, me where it went wrong
The underground
Tell, me where it all went wrong