Kinski My Ass

You came downstairs to see the show Stood in the back with your arms crossed low Said, "Is this some kind of elaborate joke?" I said, "Not yet," and lit a smoke You asked me what I'm trying to prove I said, "Nothing," and you looked confused You shook your head and rolled your eyes Like you'd uncovered my disguise You had a lot of things to say I wasn't listening anyway Well, I'm not impressed! Kinski my ass! Another self-appointed genius With a name that doesn't last No, I'm not impressed! Kinski my ass! You can dress it up as culture It's still a pain in the ass! Dun-dun-DAH! Dun-dun-DAH! (HEY!) Dun-dun-DAH! Dun-dun-DAH! KINSKI MY ASS! You said my songs all sound the same And what's the point of having a name If nobody knows what it means? I said, "It looks good on a screen" You said I ought to act my age Get a proper job, get off the stage I said, "I have one, thanks for asking" You said, "Well, that explains the passion" You came to put me in my place I couldn't keep a straight face Well, I'm not impressed! Kinski my ass! Another self-appointed genius With a name that doesn't last No, I'm not impressed! Kinski my ass! You can dress it up as culture It's still a pain in the ass! Dun-dun-DAH! Dun-dun-DAH! (HEY!) Dun-dun-DAH! Dun-dun-DAH! KINSKI MY ASS! So what did you expect? A revelation? A revolution? A standing ovation? It's a basement, mate. There's beer in the fridge. The toilet's upstairs. And the microphone's shit. But thanks for coming. WELL, I'M NOT IMPRESSED! KINSKI MY ASS! You've been standing there complaining Since the first guitar went CRASH! NO, I'M NOT IMPRESSED! KINSKI MY ASS! If you're waiting for perfection You'll be waiting till the last! Dun-dun-DAH! Dun-dun-DAH! (HEY!) Dun-dun-DAH! Dun-dun-DAH! KINSKI MY ASS! "Seriously, though..." "What did you expect?"