Sangtekst: Another Found Self. Other. F.u.b.a.r..

Welcome to the biggest scene you've ever seen made!
What's become of entertainment and what were they thinking?
And what's the difference between making sense and making sense?
Absolutely nothing to them. Those ties must be too tightly wrapped around their necks.

Cutting off the circulation!
Give that band more distrobution!
The kids will eat them up!
They're just too catchy too ignore!
But what becomes of us?
It's not as if we're all that brilliant.
Once our looks fall through so do our plans,
But at least we'll have an audience.

Say, "Yeah! Sounds good, but we don't hear a hit.
It could move a couple thousand, but who cares it's not a million?"
You want success man? You better start selling your soul...
But who needs soul?! When you've got fashion and write fashionable songs,
That keep designer shoes tapping and kids singing along?
And if the money is right then what else could go wrong?
You're the new trend.

Your record's shooting up the charts now,
And you just don't understand how all of these people could fall for something so fake,
But you're such a good actor!
And Lord knows your songs don't matter!
Just stay in the tabloids!
Your business is theirs and that's just the business you're in.

We could bring you something so new,
If you'd just open your ears and your hearts.
And we know that you've heard this before,
But has it ever seemed so beautiful or pure?

Say, "Yeah! Sounds good, but we don't hear a hit.
It could move a couple thousand, but who cares it's not a million?"
You want success man? You better start selling your soul...
But who needs soul?! When you've got fashion and write fashionable songs,
That keep designer shoes tapping and kids singing along?
And if the money is right then what else could go wrong?
You're the new trend.

Smile for the camera!
You all paint such pretty pictures!
You make it look so easy.

Are you ready for a new trend?
'Cause we are. C'mon, c'mon.
Are you ready for a new trend?