Factory Direct

Radio stations playing what you want to hear 

When it went gold and then went platinum

With girls screaming in your ear

I snapped a photo of lunch meat on the tour bus, lunch meat on the tour bus

And sold it factory direct



I gave the invitations to the crowd around

They were all screaming for your blood and common adoration 

Drugs will numb the situation and you can go back home to mom and dad



Strippers, fancy cars, tattoos,

Overly endulge in smoke machines,

Turned on ten, we’ll cause the fire marshall to show up

But who could stop the rock when it had just begun to roll?

Surely not me as I was only a happy boy 



I gave the invitations to the crowd around

They were all screaming for your blood and common adoration 

Drugs will numb the situation and you can go back home to mom and dad