Tell me, what's up with all the groups around these days
Lemme just say, I think it's such a shame
How all the bands always play live and people pay
To see these phonies on stage who only imitate, hey

Rock 'n' roll's dead
It's all in your head
Thespian City
Thespian City

Now all the real music lives underground
It's living on tape, it's lost and found
And while everyone's going downtown to escape
I'm under hea**hones in my brain

With a gun in my mouth
That's how you do it, do it clown
Thespian City
Thespian City, though I'm back in the lion's den

And all people want
Is people they know
Talk about the people
Tthat you see in the show

All the great writing's made right at home
All the best ****'s spared when you're lone
Photographs and hea**hones and microphones
Hit the pipe once, ready to go

Performers are dull, just guys with guitars
Singers and drummers who wanna be stars
Pretending to rock cause they know what it means
Pretending to be Thespian, Thespian, pretending to be me

That's t-h-e-s-p-i-a-n-c-i-t-y
T-h-e-s-p-i-a-n-c-i-t-y, Thespian city