In early times, all we had was cassettes and they did not include inlay lyrics to keep costs low (and the audio and tape quality of such tapes, even from "reputable" labels, was far inferior to the ones distributed in Europe... but so much cheaper...) So as a passtime, we transcribed our own. Now, Latins do not have the best English, so it is very common that intercalated "inglish" is transcribed wrongly (due to mis-pronunciation).... now, with my improved English I hope my corrections are accepted. http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/m/molotov/amateur.html (link contains a play button to listen to the song. 80's Rock with a rap sauce) The song is delightfully heavy on sarcasm. It contains a small homage to the Beasty Boys and is actually a Falco cover... but the lyrics are about how they are treated as a group/band. Now, we don't save the soundtracks, distribute info, or watch our tours. We tour in buses with no heat in very low temperatures. We've gotten no checks since 98. We took damage yo. We owe the cheese between our toes thanks to our expenditure. Had to play with big chaos when they trap scavengers. Sold my furniture to keep my economic stature. Had to convince the chief that we had matured. Now guess who was producing the who's who of all amateurs.