Well I believe that alternative is dead
  I used to be a grunge-rocker man
  Corporate greed has choked the scene
  Making it all dumb and trendy
  I believe that alternative is dead and it ain't coming back
    It ain't what it used to be
  All these dumb kids crowding all around me
  Jr. highers, grabbing the flyers
  Going to the shows I want to see
  Well, I believe that we'll learn from what happened before
  So all the bands we see now
  Won't end up in a Tower Records store
  Old Man's a-prowling, searching for a brand new baby face
  To fill Eddie Vedder's job
  Well, I believe that job's not for me
  Go pick on someone else