This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
You're so tormented
Demented
Indebted
To all the assholes just like you
Who've come and gone before you
Predictable
Just plain dull
Why don't you
Blow your brains out, too?
You're so into yer shtik
You're so hounded
Ungrounded
Surrounded
By scum sucking leeches
Who will shovel your shit
Sweep your dessert
Both before and after it
Feed your ego
They never tell you no
All of you
Make me sick
You're so into yer shtik
And they're all into your shtik
Well, Mitchell's got a new girl
She's nineteen
Hollywood model
Star of the screen
She's up here
To support the scene
It's all part
Of his rock and roll fantasy
Stan was at the bar
With bandaged hands
They tried to dry him out
And he got mad
Cut his fist
Punching hospital glass
Made his myth
Now he's trapped
Susie's just a girl
Who's doing her job
That came to New York
And wanted a car
Working with the management
To the stars
Kissing ass
Is a part of her job
It's part of her job
Yeah, it's part of her job
Oh she loves her job
What the hell?
She does it so well
I'm not perfect
I've lived a life of mistakes
I'm not perfect
There's one thing I can't take
You are into yer shtik
You're so into yer shtik
And they're so into yer shtik
Fuck you, you make me sick
Demented
Indebted
To all the assholes just like you
Who've come and gone before you
Predictable
Just plain dull
Why don't you
Blow your brains out, too?
You're so into yer shtik
You're so hounded
Ungrounded
Surrounded
By scum sucking leeches
Who will shovel your shit
Sweep your dessert
Both before and after it
Feed your ego
They never tell you no
All of you
Make me sick
You're so into yer shtik
And they're all into your shtik
Well, Mitchell's got a new girl
She's nineteen
Hollywood model
Star of the screen
She's up here
To support the scene
It's all part
Of his rock and roll fantasy
Stan was at the bar
With bandaged hands
They tried to dry him out
And he got mad
Cut his fist
Punching hospital glass
Made his myth
Now he's trapped
Susie's just a girl
Who's doing her job
That came to New York
And wanted a car
Working with the management
To the stars
Kissing ass
Is a part of her job
It's part of her job
Yeah, it's part of her job
Oh she loves her job
What the hell?
She does it so well
I'm not perfect
I've lived a life of mistakes
I'm not perfect
There's one thing I can't take
You are into yer shtik
You're so into yer shtik
And they're so into yer shtik
Fuck you, you make me sick
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Into Yer Shtik Lyrics as written by Mark Mclaughlin Daniel Peters
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I don't think Mark considers himself "cooler" or somehow better than Kurt and Layne because he successfully quit smack and they didn't. There isn't really anything "cool" or superior about being a recovered addict, because that means you were an addict at some point. I think Mark is more disappointed and/or frustrated that they didn't make it. Yes, he can be an abrasive character with little tolerance for sugar-coating and bullshit, and that's bound to rub some people the wrong way. However, he's said himself that without his wife's ultimatum, he'd likely be a dead junkie too. "Cool" is probably about the last thing the members of Mudhoney would ever call themselves, as a group or individually.
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"Why don't you blow your brains out too?" along with that entire first verse, and the title of the song itself, are obvious jabs at all of the copycat 'post-grunge' bands like Candlebox, Bush, Seven Mary Three, Creed, etc. that ripped off the grunge sound for a quick profit.
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I always thought "Susie" was Susan Silver, manager of Soundgarden and Alice in Chains and ex-wife of Chris Cornell. Honestly though, there were (and still are) loads of those self-aggrandized con artists running around collecting paychecks at the expense of the actual performers.