Lyrics:

To the mean and mealy mouthed
Hanging with the crowd
I bet you don't know what I'm thinking
Sometimes the brightest star
Burns the shortest from a far
You, you just stand there blinking
You've seen it all before
Been there, you know the score
But you don't know what for
Doing it all with the zeal of a convert
Doing it all, doing it all
Just a new kid on the block
Taking notes and taking stock
Putting image over content
All you phoneys and you frauds
Sitting there and acting bored
You'll wonder where all the time went
You've seen it all before
Been there, you know the score
But you don't know what for
Doing it all with the zeal of a convert
Doing it all, doing it all
To the mean and mealy mouthed
Hanging with the crowd
I bet you don't know what I'm thinking
Sometimes the brightest star
Burns the shortest from a far
You, you just stand there blinking
You've seen it all before
Been there, you know the score
But you don't know what for
Doing it all with the zeal of a convert
Doing it all, doing it all