Don't want to find myself homogenized Don't want to become the very thing that I despised Don't need my mommy feeding me culture with a spoon Don't wanna end with as much edge as a balloon Don't want my ideas polluted by mediocrity Don't want my sentiments diluted; this is important to me I tried to give my best to you But you plugged up your ears And now I just can't take no more I've had it up to here Don't wanna be another boy next door Don't wanna pander to the masses any more Don't need the whole wide world to love me, Don't want to win the human race Don't want my music to be less well-known than my face Don't wanna compromise my art For universal appeal Don't wanna be mass consumed I'm not a happy meal I moved out from the sticks Nobody believed in me Had to claw my way up Overcome all kinds of adversities Oh, if you think I need approval From the faceless throng Oh, that's where you're wrong So wrong