Skinner's mouse

What they think that suits the norm
The proper uniform
 
So I went into the bank
And gave up all the bands
Spent my whole life’s savings
In those so-called basic wears
 
That’s not what I want
But people always say that
You can’t make cows bend their necks
If they don’t wanna drink
 
Then I walked down the streets
With pride and prejudice
But those with trendy clothes on
Then of something else they’re fond
 
So I went to the bank
And asked them for a hand
But they didin’t give a damn
Cos no gun’s in my hand
 
Not regret what I’ve done
Just rue what’s given up
Cos all my previous favourite bands’ve 
Become their favourite now