I Disagree

You know what my problem is
 'cause you know everything
 You say that we play too fast,
 you say that I can't sing
 Tell the world your expert lies
 The speedfreaks know you're blind
 I don't play for critics,
 I don't care what's on your mind
 I disagree
 Sound the death knell for the bands
 if they don't like your face
 If they hurt your feelings
 you proclaim them a disgrace
 Weasels have no business
 interfering with our taste
 Tell the truth in your reviews,
 I've got no time to waste
 If a critic doesn't like the music that you play
 Forget about his point of view, don't matter anyway
 If they feel offended just because I wrote this song
 Then you'll see some bad reviews,
 but now you know they're wrong
 We disagree