Austin, TX Blues lyrics

I love what I do
But everything is so lame
I wish all these kids would stop dressing the same
What the f*ck do I know
I make songs and play shows

Livin' in a town where it never ever snows
Man, this town really sucks
All these venues are schmucks
They don't wanna book rappers
Unless it brings them big bucks

Goddamn this town is lame
Full of fakes
Full of snakes
People who'll talk all day
And in the end they just flake

Coked up kids dressed in denim vests
I bet you think your local band's the best
It's like you practice all the time
But you got no albums online
You ain't even got a Spotify, b*tch

f*ck Austin
f*ck standing in line for 45 minutes for a $4 taco
f*ck going outside
And f*ck sunshine
f*ck all that sh*t
And f*ck rock bands
f*ck dudes that play guitar
And f*ck cheap beer
And f*ck girls that f*ck dudes that play guitar
And f*ck this place
I don't wanna eat here
f*ck Tinder
And f*ck f*cking
And f*ck people that won't stop f*cking
You f*cking weirdos
Go home and listen to your vinyl records and eat kale, or something

Everyone I know is a bar-back
And everyone I know dates a waiter
And everyone I know has a weird ass tattoo
And everybody used to be a skater

And I don't wanna do no yoga
And I don't wanna download your app
And I don't want organic soda
Does anybody here f*ckin' listen to rap?

I mean is anybody from here?
Have you ever met anybody from here?
Have you ever seen so many condos in your whole damn life
That were built here in one year?

Everyone i know that was born here is dope as f*ck
And everybody else sucks

f*ck sixth street
Go drink at home you f*ckin' schmucks
What the f*ck
And f*ck your f*ckin' brewery
And f*ck your band
I hope your f*ckin' drummer quits

I'm going back home to San Antonio
Man, f*ck this place
I'm too old for this sh*t

I love what I do but everything is so lame
I love what I do but everything is so lame
I love what I do but everything is so lame
I love what I do but everything is so lame