Queuing in the cold since half past four
Want to be the first ones through the door
We were eager and young
Our journey had just begun
But we were hungry for more
We'd stay true we swore
Death Metal, Black Metal, Thrash or Punk
Hardcore, Grindcore, Doom or Sludge
To us it was one
DIY was law
It was the underground
And we supported it proud
Colored vinyl, Gatefold sleeves
Limited editions not MP3s
The Devil's Church, The Braindead Club
The King's Cross Red Eye, The Standard Pub
Fanzines, mixtapes, word of mouth
And trading demos was soon phased out
For downloading albums in their scores
Reducing music to ones and naughts
Corporate sponsorship on venue walls
No history of the bands who played before
"Why go outside when we can sit online
And support the scene from behind a screen."
"The world wide web is where we'll convene
Making empty threats and arguing"
WHAT THE FUCK HAVE YOU DONE TO MY SCENE!???
