Back in the old days
You were devoted
To helping new bands
Underground successes showed it

Subsequent wealth
Turned you around
Safe mainstream music
These days is your only playground

Traitor’s fate
It’s too late
Leave this town
Or you’ll go down
You two faced liar
We’ll hang you higher
It’s you we hate
Traitor’s fate
It’s too late

Anything for the money
It’s the game you play
Thumbs-up for cash
And bury any band that can’t pay

Musical whore
It’s all that you are
One of these days
You’ll have taken it too far

Traitor’s fate
It’s too late
Leave this town
Or you’ll go down
You fuckin’ liar
We’ll hang you higher
It’s you we hate
Traitor’s fate
It’s too late

You disbeliever
With your greedy claws
You don’t understand
Music not money is our cause

Have you ever wondered
Why you meet with hate
Due to faithlessness
You receive what we call traitor’s fate