Oh-oh-oh

Thrown in the deep-end today
My fair-weather mates have dragged me their way, not right
They're gonna make it one day
They're lovin' that phrase, they'll be all the rage, they're hyped
Oh-oh, the only thing they don't have is the clout to go
And get an engineer who knows their tools
I'm on my laptop all day
That's all that they say I need, that's insane, not right

I'm sure they felt big-brained
They got this kit for 50 bucks, it's true, that's cool, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
But second-hand's betrayed
'Cause I can't use this with so few labels displayed
A thousand dials, can't play
A thousand dials, can't play, yeah

Whole lotta buttons and knobs (weird knobs)
Nothin' written on 'em to say what each one does
Could say trial-and-error is the answer, but, uh (uh-uh-uh)
No background for this sort of thing screws that up, you should know, bro
My mates think I'm a pro at this music tech, no joke
'Cause I can dissect mashups in five views
That's quite a stretch, won't you say?
Tried pleadin' my case but they jammed away, not right

This really ain't my day (oh-oh-oh-oh)
Don't even have good label-makin' tools, it's true, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
This stupid window pane (pain)
Means I can't move far from this doomed sesh far away
A thousand dials, can't play
A thousand dials, can't play, yeah

Wait for my chance (ah-ah) to run and piss off
They've done me wrong (ah-ah), themselves too, big botch
Been longin' for their big break
Forgot to engage the whole of their brains, that's right
And so they made a mistake
Won't listen and change so I must escape, take flight

I did try to explain
I couldn't help them and I wanted to, it's true, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
Still see them all as mates
But they've been fooled because they're fools, they're screwed today
A thousand dials, can't play
A thousand dials, can't play, yeah