(Music & Lyrics: Kurt Cobain) Whats the season in a right if you can't have anything Whats the reason in a rhyme if a plan means everything Whats the meaning in a crime its a fan if anything Wheres the leaning in a line it's a crime, its a crime How a culture comes again it was all here yesterday And you swear it's not a trend doesn't matter anyways You're only hear to talk to friend nothing new is every day You could shit upon the stage they'll be fans They'll be fans They'll be fans They'll be fans All the kids will eat it up, if it's packaged properly Steal a sound and imitate, keep a format equally Not an ode, just the facts, where our world is nowadays An idea is what we lack, it doesn't matter anyways. All the kids will eat it up, if it's packaged properly Steal a sound and imitate, keep a format equally Not an ode, just the facts, where our world is nowadays An idea is what we lack, it doesn't matter anyways. Hey ... Hey ... Hey ... Hey ... Hey ... Hey ... Hey ...