In the end of time
There was a man who knew the road
And the writing was a written on the stone
In the ancient time
An artist led the way
But no one seemed to understand
In his heart he knew
The artist must be true
But the legend of the rent was way past due
Well you think you'll be just fine
Without me but you're mine
You think you can kick me out of the band?
Well there's just one problem there
The band is mine
How can you kick me out
Of what is mine?
CHORUS
Well you're not hardcore
(No you're not hardcore)
Unless you live hardcore
(Unless you live harcore
But the legend of the rent was way hardcore