Lyrics:

[Verse 1]They say that we ain''t got the style, we ain''t got the classWe ain''t got the tunes that''s gonna put us on the mapAnd I''m a phony in disguise, tryna make the radioI''m an antisocial anarchist who sound like so-and-soThey say I''m just a stupid kid, another crazy radicalRock ''n'' roll is dead, I probably should have stayed at schoolAnother Generation X who somehow slipped up through the cracksOh, they''d love to see me fall, but I''m already on my back[Chorus]So it goes in one ear and right out the otherPeople talking shit, but you know I never botherIt goes in one ear and right out the otherPeople talking shit, they can kiss the back of my hand[Verse 2]Now I know I''m not a saint, I''ve been a sinner all my lifeI ain''t tryin'' to hide my flaws, I''d rather keep them in the lightThey want to criticize, scrutinize, cast another stoneBurn me at the stake and sit and watch it from their throneThey say the devil is my pal, I do a lot of drugsThe crowd will only like me if they''re really fucking drunkThey think they know my thoughts, but they don''t know the leastIf they''d listen to the words they''d find a message tucked beneath[Chorus]But it goes in one ear and right out the otherPeople talking shit even though they never botherIt goes in one ear and right out the otherPeople talking shit, they can kiss the back of my hand[Bridge]You hear that? You hear what''s coming?Oh, you better run for the hillsCause we''re coming to your townAnd we''re gonna burn that motherfucker down[Verse 3]Here''s the moral to the story: we don''t do it for the gloryWe don''t do it for the money, we don''t do it for the fameSo all the critics who despise us, go ahead and criticize usIt''s your tyranny that drives us, adds the fire to our flames[Outro]And it goes in one ear and right out the otherPeople talking shit so you know we never botherIt goes in one ear and right out the otherI''m only playing music cause you know I fucking love itIt goes in one ear and right out the otherPeople talking shit but you know I never botherIt goes in one ear and right out the otherPeople talking shit, they can kiss the back of my hand