Lyrics: Infamous
Album: American Made
Artist: Wakefield
 

Infamous
My mom told me to get a job
Work with my neighbor Bob
Why can’t I get some sympathy
Don’t yell at me
I’m almost 18
And not to mention,
I’m so poor I can’t afford to pay attention
What can I say
We don’t get paid.

We’re never gonna make it
We’re too dumb to be rich and famous
Record company’s don’t even wanna claim us
We suck
but who could blame us

Is it the way I comb my hair,
the way I talk, the way I walk
the clothes I wear
What can I say
We don’t get paid
I don’t wanna throw my life away
I don’t wanna throw my life away

We’re never gonna make it
We’re too dumb to be rich and famous
Record company’s don’t even wanna claim us
We suck
but who could blame us

But who could blame us

Don’t wanna throw my life away
Tonite tonite alright
Don’t wanna throw my life away
Tonite tonite alright
Don’t wanna throw my life away
Tonite tonite alright
Don’t wanna throw my life away
Tonite

We’re never gonna make it
We’re too dumb to be rich and famous
Record company’s don’t even wanna claim us
We suck
But who could blame us

We’re never gonna make it
We’re too dumb to be rich and famous
Record company’s don’t even wanna claim us
We suck
But who could blame us
We suck
But who could blame us
So do you
But who could blame us

My girlfriend swears to this day
that we’re never gonna play
on the radio