The Beatles are your jam, I like pink Floyd. I see the music scam, Controlled and devoid! My idols, once much loved, Such talent, what sounds! Their ***** hands once gloved, Their lows know no bounds. How epically great they are. How cool and unique, Each one such a shining star. Now I see how they're weak. They'll no doubt be exceptions, Won't follow the the rule, Most built on deceptions, I'll sing and dance like a fool! Can't unhear such lyrics, Nor forget their beats. Won't break into hysteria, Nor allow such defeats. To whom would I get my groove on? What song would I belt? Ok so it's all just such a con, Songs I've grown up with and felt...