Alright this is the last one! 

Who are the bands 
Where are the bands 
Who's able to make believe 
Go with the gang 
Hiding the stang 
Spreading the old disease 

You look the same 
Yeah you all look the same 

My revelation 

You've got the face baby 
I've got the taste 
Taste, taste, taste, taste... 
The feeling is good and healthy 
I know you could attract me 
Instead you attack me 
I'm trapped in a taxi 

My revelation

Who are the bands 
Where are the bands 
Who's able to make believe 
Go with the gang 
Hiding the stang 
Spreading the old disease 

You look the same 
Yeah you all look the same