Lyrics:

This isn't business, it's our hope and it's our voice
You're not a product, so tell them you can't be bought
I don't want corporate backing, five hundred thousand bucks a year
That's not what it's about. it's something so much more. More than money
Dissent rolled into words, they don't belong here
Do you really think they care?
This music belongs to us, it's finally something we control
I won't let it get torn away. It won't be torn away
What's the message sent, does it really mean a thing
When your actions contradict your words?
I don't want to play, you can keep your quarter
I'll have no part. I won't stay in line or keep in order
Yeah, you know what it means
Hey, Mr. Superstar do you really believe we think you care?
You think you're saying something? You're saying fucking nothing
Your message is killed by the paycheck in your hand
It's already hard at work as your capitalist machine destroys
What's the message sent, does it really mean a thing
When your actions contradict your words?
I don't want to play, you can keep your Quarter
I'll have no part. I won't stay in line or keep in order
You don't know what it means
To me the message is the most important thing
Communication is more important than entertainment
This music saved my life
So I'll be dead and fucking gone before it's bought and sold
Just like appliances and cars