..::Songs texts from all albums::..

[Intro] [Just Like This] [Nookie] {Breaking Stuff} [Break Stuff] [Re-arranged] [I'm Broke] {Answering Machine} [Nobody Like You] [Don't Go Off Wandering] [9 teen 90 nine] {The Billie Goat Song} [N 2 gether Now] [Trust?] [No Sex] [Show Me What You Got] [A Lesson Learned] [Outro] {Radio Sucks} {Mind Of Les Claypool}

Hidden Track: Breaking Stuff

by Fred,Wes, and Sam

Sam (?): Wow, great

Fred: There it is

Wes: You loose if (trails off)

Sam (?): That's fuckin amazing

Fred: Here's how you do it, watch this

Wes: Fred's the master

Fred: You gotta pay for a major expensive glass (breaks glass)

Sam: Haaaahaaaaaahaaaaa

Fred: Thats how you do it

Sam: (claps hands and continues to laugh)

Wes: (begins to laugh)

Glasses begin breaking everywhere (about three times) while Sam (?) and Wes continue to fake/eerily laugh.

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4: Break Stuff

It's just one of those days
When ya don't wanna wake up
Everything is fucked, everybody sux!
You don't really know why
But you wanna justify
Rippin' someone's head off!
No human contact
And if you interact your life is on contract
Your best bet is to stay away motherfucker!
It's just one of those days!

It's all about the he says she says bullshit
I think you better quit lettin' shit slip
Or you'll be leavin' with a fat lip!
It's all about the he says she says bullshit
I think you better quit talkin' that shit

It's just one of those days
Feelin' like a freight train
First one to complain
Leaves with a blood stain
Damn right I'm a maniac
You better watch your back
Cuz I'm fuckin' up your program!
And if you're stuck up
You just lucked up
Next in line to get fucked up!
Your best bet is to stay away motherfucker!
It's just one of those days!

It's all about the he says she says bullshit
I think you better quit lettin' shit slip
Or you'll be leavin' with a fat lip!
It's all about the he says she says bullshit
I think you better quit talkin' that shit
Punk, so come and get it

I feel like shit
My suggestion is to keep your distance
Cuz right now I'm dangerous
We've all felt like shit,
Been treated like shit
All those motherfuckers who want to step up

I hope ya know I pack a chainsaw (chainsaw)
I'll skin your ass raw (ass raw)
And if my day keeps going this way I just might
Break sumthin' tonight.
I pack a chainsaw
I'll skin your ass raw
And if my day keeps going this way I just might
Break sumthin' tonight.
I pack a chainsaw
I'll skin your ass raw
And if my day keeps going this way I just might
Break yo' fuckin' face tonight!!
Give me some to break!
Give me some to break!
Just give me some to break!
How bout yo' fuckin' face?!
I hope ya know I pack a chainsaw! What?!
A chainsaw! What?! A motherfucker chainsaw! What?!
So come and get it

It's all about the he says she says bullshit
I think you better quit lettin' shit slip
Or you'll be leavin' with a fat lip!
It's all about the he says she says bullshit
I think you better quit talkin' that shit
Punk, so come and get it

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5: Re-Arranged

Just think about it... (2x)
Lately I've been skeptical. Silent when I would used to speak
Distant from all around me. Who witness me fail and become weak
Life is overwhelming. Heavy is the head that wears the crown
I'd love to be the one to disappoint you when I don't fall down

But you don't understand when I'm attempting to explain
Because you know it all and I guess things will never change
But you might need my hand when I'm falling in your hole
Your disposition I'll remember when I'm letting go of
You and me we're through and re-arranged

It seems that you're not satisfied. There's too much on your mind
So you leave and I can't believe all the bullshit that I find
Life is overwhelming. Heavy is the head that wears the crown
I'd love to be the one to disappoint you when I don't fall down

But you don't understand when I'm attempting to explain
Because you know it all and I guess things will never change
But you might need my hand when I'm falling in your hole
Your disposition I'll remember when I'm letting go of
You and me we're through and re-arranged,
You and me we're through and re-arranged

You're no good for me
Thank God its over...

You make believe that nothing is wrong until you're cryin'.
You make believe that life is so long until you're dyin'.
You make believe that nothing is wrong until you're cryin',
Cryin' on me!
You make believe that life is so long until you're dyin', dyin',
Dyin' on me!
You think that everybody's the same
I don't think that anybody's like you
You ruin' everything and you kept fuckin' with me
Until its over and I wont be the same

Just think about it...
You'll get it

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6: I'm Broke

I ain't no joke
So you should get a pen
And write yourself a little note
So you don't forget again
When it comes to cash
I've been gettin' smoked
Lendin' out my money now I'm broke

Somebody's gettin' choked
Cause now its time to pay the piper
Bums are the type of shit that's in a diaper
Don't make me have to call a sniper
And wipe your brains off my windshield wiper (you dirty bug!)

As soon as I get paid they come in masses
There's someone givin' classes
On kissin' peoples asses
Unless you're livin' where the trash is
Don't even come around here askin' where my cash is

Me I'm broke (2x)

I aint no joke
I'll say it once again
If I get provoked there'll be knuckles on your chin
Some people never learn
Borrowin' from me you might regret it
For one I ain't no bank and you got shitty credit

As soon as I get paid
They're comin' out the woodwork
Take your ass and get a job like you should jerk
Unless you're livin' where the trash is
But you're not
So find another spot where the cash is

Me I'm broke (2x)

Gimme back my money, you bum

You said you'd pay me back
I'm broke and for that
You deserve a smackin' for slackin'
Now people say I'm a slacker
If I'm a slacker
Then its through the eyes of the ones that are blind!
{3 times}

Me I'm broke
Gimme back my money (my money)
Me I'm broke

You said you'd pay me back
I'm broke and for that
You deserve a smackin' for slackin'
Now people say I'm a slacker
If I'm a slacker
Then its through the eyes of the ones that are blind!
{2 times}

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Hidden Track: Answering Machine

by Slurry Voice Man, Fred Hater, and Answering Machine

Slurry Voice Man: Yo Fred, this is (slurry....) right here, call me, i'm up at (cannot hear this part) for tha night.

Answering Machine: Next message

Fred Hater: Look me up buddy, i've i've gotta tell you something, i've gotta tell you a thing or two. I've just about had it up to here, i've had it up to here with everything you've been doin, listen here, if you come in my teritory one more time, if by the next time i see you buddy, if you keep messin around, the next time i see you i'm gonna punch you right in the face, you got that? Right in your face buddy. Right in the face, thats where its goin. My fist, your face, that's where its goin. Listen, listen, you'd better shape up, you'd better shape up son, if i don't hear back from you and i see you before you see me, yeah... well, there, there ya go, yeah, i'll talk to you soon. You'd better be hoppin i'm not angry, right in the face.

Answering Machine: Next message

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7: Nobody Like You

Fred: I'm convinced that you hate (that you hate)
You hate me, you like, (you like)
You like to see me cry
It's already a proven fact
That you wait, and you wait
On me to die

Jon: It's so scary
I find it hard to confine
I will make you see it my way
You give, I take,
You say you want to be away from me!

Scott: You bring me
I got the reason and I won't let go
Take me down
I got the reason and I want to know

Fred: I'm convinced that you (fucked me!)
Real good. You did (you did)
But I won't let go
I got my reasons and I'm not leavin'
Soon I'll wait on you to die

Jon: Please take this time for me to be unforgiven
I give my life to you
I lay my life on the line for you,
For you, for you, for you!

Scott: You bring me
I got the reason and I won't let go
Take me down
I got the reason and I want to know

I got no reason
No fucking reason
And I won't let go

Scott: You bring me
I got the reason and I won't let go
Take me down
I got the reason and I want to know

Jon: Go!

I got no reason
No fucking reason
And I won't let go

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8: Don't Go Off Wandering

Every day it's nothing but stress to me
Constantly dwellin' on how you got the best of me
Wanna know sumthin' I can't believe
The way you keep testin' me
Mentally molesting me
Would you think any less of me?
If I said that I'd be there
Would you think any less of me?
If I said I really care
Of course you would
Cause you only want what you can't
Have as for me I'm stuck with my dick in my hand!

Because you don't feel nothing at all!
You don't feel nothing at all!

Maybe there's more to life than it seems
Constantly running from reality chasing dreams (chasing dreams)
Wanna know sumthin' I can't believe
Just how much misery comes with humility [melody]
Do you think any less of me now that I'm gone?
Look at me now everything is gone
I can't seem to do anything right
But I figured out why you don't let me inside?!

Because you don't feel nothing at all!
You don't feel nothing at all!

You mean nothing for me now
So you think I'm useless to you now
But I need one thing from you now
I insist that you feel me now!
You said, you said,
You said, you needed me!
You said, you said,
You said... (4x)
You don't feel nothing at all! (2x)

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9: 9 Teen 90 Nine

Fame you're claimin' is the top of the world
But this stage is claimin' is the top of the world
Love I'm feelin' when you people connect
And if you're out in the crowd
Than you're gettin' more than respect
If you're wondering I got plenty of flows
I'm makin' plenty of friends and many are foes
But as the audience grows security knows
Stoppin' me now is kinda serious

No use in dreadin' what they call Armageddon
I think we made it through the slump
But who really cares where we're headin'?
Cuz now you mutherfuckers got a reason to jump!

So let's make sumthin' out of it
This way we can all relate
Worldwide we collide
This is how we communicate
So lets make sumthin' out of it
Whoever thought we would see the day
I can't believe we did it
So lets drift away

Hate, a feelin' I don't really get
And hate, can get you in some serious shit
Time is sumthin' that might change me
But I cant time so fuck it!
I've been stumblin' through these thoughts and I thought
The fact that I could be delirious
But as the audience grows security knows
Stoppin' me now is kinda serious

No use in dreadin' what they call Armageddon
I think we made it through the slump
But who really cares where we're leadin'
Cuz now you motherfuckers got a reason to jump!

So let's make sumthin' out of it
This way we can all relate
Worldwide we collide
This is how we communicate
So lets make sumthin' out of it
Whoever thought we would see the day
I can't believe we did it
So lets drift away

We see good things change and good things go away.
We see good things waste and we taste the pain.
What we need is a place to escape from today
Right?
What we need is a place to escape from today!!
Right?! Yeah! Bring it on!

You wanna be down with the G shock!
Fuck the glam rock!
Assed out like Ken Shamrock!
MCs detest me
Wanna chest to chest me
But I ain't all about that!
You gotta be down with the G shock!
Fuck the glam rock!
Assed out like Ken Shamrock!
MCs detest me
Wanna chest to chest me
But you don't want none of that!
Yeah! Where we at?
Don't stop!
Its 9 Teen 90 Nine!

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Hidden Track: The Billie Goat Song

by Mrs. Durst (мама Дарста)

My billie goat

Was feelin fine

He ate my shirt, 'member that

Right off the line

Look at me, i'm singin' to you.

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10: N 2 Gether Now

Fred: Who can be the boss?
Flick 'em to the cross
Stranded in the land of the lost
Standin' on the sideways
I'm blazin' up the path runnin' on the highways of rap
Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal
Lava stamps and brands me like a barcode
I'm dashin' all the meteor strikes
Keep the media dykes
As re-enforcements for the fight
And that alone with keep John Ghotti on the phone
Tangled on his own I got the bees on the track
Where the fuck you at? (Method Man: Tical)
Let me hear you pigeons run your mouth now 
(Method Man: Shut the fuck up!)
I'm workin' on them social skills
That keep my total bills over a million
The last time I checked it
Thank God I'm blessed with the mind that I wreck it
Wait until the second round and I'll knock him out

Method Man: They call me big John stud
My middle name mud
Dirty water flow
Too much for you thugs
That can't stand the flood
What up doc?
Hold big gun like Elmer Fudd
The sure shot
Mr. Meth, I'm unplugged (?)
Temperature's too hot for sunblock
Burn
Playin' with minds can get you state time
Lock behind twelve bars from a great mind
Killa bees in tha club when there's ladybug
Brought a sword to tha dance floor to cut a rug
Life is love all day till they both slug
And take another life in cold blood
Can't feel me?
Cause it's your blood
Murder is tremendous
Crime is endless
Same shit different day
Father, forgive us
They know not what they do
Our praises do
I'm big like easy, ya bigbamboo

Method Man: What's that, I didn't hear you
Shut the fuck up!
Come on a little louder
Shut the fuck up!
Everybody N 2 Gether Now
Shut the fuck up!

Method Man: Headstrong (don't know)
Deadweight they dead wrong
Let's get it on
Twelve rounds of throwdown
Who hold crown?
Protect land with both
Limp Bizkit
Get around like merry-go
What's the scenario?
Comin' through your stereo
Why risk it?
Lifestyle up the prolific and gifted
Send you vitamins and minerals
Delicious
Word on the street is
They bit my feces
Knocked out their front teethes
Tryin' to taste mine
Actin' like they heard through the grapevine
Dope fiendin' for the baseline
To provide by pharmaceuticals
Hard as nails to the cuticle
Where you find that monster?
She beautiful
Wu-Tang and Limp Bizkit
Roll on the check
Kick a hole in the speaker
Pull the plug and inject

Fred: Mic check
So what's it all about?
Where we gonna run?
Maybe we can meet up on the sun
Discretion is advised
For the blood of virgin eyes
Limp on the track with Method
So get the sunblock
You get your one shot
Until you dissolve
I revolve around everything you got
From outta nowhere prepare
You'll be blinded by the glare
I told you not to stare
Now you're turned into stone without a microphone
But don't you forget you're in the zone
(Method Man: So shut the fuck up!)
And take that shit back
Cause all your shit's whack
(Method Man: don't know)
When it's way down like that
Burnin' up your brain like a piston
So all those who didn't listen
Never even knew what they were missin'
And never even knew that the sky was fallin' down
Wu-Tang Clan for the crown

Method Man: What's that, I didn't hear you
Shut the fuck up!
Come on a little louder
Shut the fuck up!
Everybody N 2 Gether Now
Shut the fuck up!

Method Man: It was over your head all day every day
S-I-N-Y
One oh, three oh, four
Wu-Tang, Killa Bees and the Limp B-I-Z-K-I-T
Gotta know the time
Gotta know to rhyme
It ain't easy bein' breezy
In a world of cleanliness
And you know all that other madness
We gone
Peace

Scribbling: LIMP BIZKIT! METHOD MAN! R-R-ROCK THE HOUSE Y'ALL! BRING IT ON!

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11: Trust?

Backstabber! Two-faced! Low life!
It's time to step up to the plate
1,2, 1,2, 1,2! What the fuck ya gonna do?!

You know I see right through you (through you)
When you act like you don't know me (know me)
You lie (lie),
You cheat (cheat),
You steal (steal),
You lose (lose)
Wouldn't wanna be in your shoes
Always lookin' over your shoulder (shoulder)
For the ones you stick (stick)
You sick little prick (prick)
It looks like your times runnin' out (ooh)
Creepin' up your back (back)
So whatchu all about?!

I'm too fuckin' good and fuckin' proud!
I'm gonna show you how bad it hurts to be a clown!

You're the kind of guy with two faces (faces)
Just another life that's wasted (wasted)
Here's a little fact (fact)
You do me like that (that)
End up in the back (back)
Of my trunk in a sack (sack)
You'd better keep your hands off (what?)
What's mine or anybody else's (else's)
When you're selfish (selfish)
Your wealth is (wealth is)
All you crave (crave)
From the cradle to the grave!

I'm too fuckin' good and fuckin' proud!
I'm gonna show you how bad it hurts to be a clown!

I'm too fuckin' good and fuckin' proud!
I'm gonna show you how bad it hurts to be a clown!

I got a little bitty question:
Just what the fuck are you thinkin'?
You think you're all that and then some
Well, you're not
I think you're dum ditty dumb
I take it back (back)
Those thoughts are kinda whack (whack)
Don't really need that kind of karma on the track (track)
Maybe Freddy Krueger will step into your dream and
Burn you like a demon and leave your ass screamin'
To be exact (exact)
I wanted to react (react)
Mission of attack (attack)
Your head was gettin' cracked (cracked)
But you're a human bein'
That's lucky to be breathin'
And that's that, that's that

I don't trust nobody (nobody)
And nobody trust me (trust me)
Never gonna trust anybody (never gonna trust anybody)
And that's the way its gonna be (gonna be)

I don't trust nobody (nobody)
Cuz nobody trust me (trust me)
I'm never gonna trust anybody (never gonna trust anybody)
And that's the way its gonna be! (its gonna be)

I don't trust nobody!
Cuz nobody trust me!
I'm never gonna trust anybody!
And that's the way its gonna be!

I don't trust nobody!
Cuz nobody trust me!
I'm never gonna trust anybody!
And that's the way its gonna be!

I'm too fuckin' good and fuckin' proud!
I'm gonna show you how bad it hurts to be a clown!

I'm too fuckin' good and fuckin' proud!
I'm gonna show you how bad it hurts to be a clown!

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12: No Sex

Went too fast, way too soon
I feel disgusted and you should too
It's no good when all that's left is the sex...the sex

Sex has become all I know about you
Memories of those filthy things that we do
There is not one single thought that is left
After sex with you

Should've left my pants on this time
But instead you had to let me dive right in
Should've left my pants on this time
You let me dive right... you let me dive right in

Wait...
It's my ass, your perfume
That makes temptation hard to refuse
So I guess we undressed to have sex...dirty sex

Sex has become all I know about you
Memories of those filthy things that we do
There is not one single thought that is left
After sex with you

Should've left my pants on this time
But instead you had to let me dive right in
Should've left my pants on this time
You let me dive right... you let me dive right in

How could you respect yourself?
You couldn't respect yourself.
I didn't respect myself,
I couldn't infect myself with...
I realize that I'm worth more than that (3x)
Realize that I mean more than that!

Should've left my pants on this time (more than that!)
But instead you had to let me dive right in (more than that!)
Should've left my pants on this time (more than that!)
You let me dive right... you let me dive right in

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13: Show Me What You Got

Are you ready? To get the fuck up!
Where you at Jacksonville, Rochester, Louisville,
Columbia, Hartford, Milwaukee and Lewiston Maine.
Where you at Providence, Nashville, Memphis, Lauderdale,
Portland, Orlando, Chicago and Frisco.
I left my heart in Austin with Mary Campbell
Got lost in Boston lookin' for the tea party
Met a child molester in Worchester
I need a Kleenex every time I'm leavin' Phoenix
I get silly when I play in Philly
Limp Bizkit committee down in Kansas City
Never know what I'm in for when I'm play in Denver
Hard rock don't stop down in Vegas
In Cincinnati the girls call me daddy
And I probably ain't leavin' the next time I'm in Cleveland
Found my lucky coin in Des Moine
And spit on a boy named Tina in Pasadena
We get the swing from new Orleans
Ft worth and Dallas we toast when we're tippin' up the challis
Tulsa, St. Louis, Sacto, Mesa,
Norfolk, Lawrence, Minneapolis,
St. Paul, North Hampton, Detroit, Omaha, New York, LA
What can I say? I can't name 'em all

So somebody, anybody, everybody get the fuck up!
Show me what you got!
Show me what you got! Hey, ladies!
Who's hot, who's not?!

I can't help but believe in these friends
These bands, these tours and these places that I've been
I thank God, Mom & Dad,
Adriana for the love I feel inside
Jordan, my phat ass band
Without 'em I'd be nothin' but a pumpkin' shoved inside a can
Without the fans there wouldn't be no show
And if that was really so then life would really blow
To the firm, you always got my back
KoRn for the love and the swappin' of the tracks
My brother Cory D, my man Terry Date
We brought it to the plate and you made it sound great
Scott Weiland the melody man, if you cant sing it nobody can
Wu-Tang Clan skills from the Method
The worlds best MC kills on this record
Slim Shady, crazy ass cracker
Staind, a brand new drug for your brain
Les Claypool, for actin' like a fool
And all of the bands with the demos that were cool
I'm so grateful for this life of mine
The ones I didn't thank I will some other time

Now I just want somebody, anybody, everybody to get the fuck up!
And show me what you got!
Show me what you got! Hey, ladies!
Who's hot, who's not?!

I've been around this world and then some
Dumb ditty dumb kid, wherewhere you comin' from?
I went from the garage to steppin' on these stages
Outrageous rhymes left my mind and soon became contagious
An MC with bad habits I am I see a mic then I grab it,
Scary ain't it?
Comin' raw with no corrections,
Savin' all perfection's
For what I do with my erections
So dream on!

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14: A Lesson Learned

This pain in my stomach
Won't go away
I assume this is punishment
For all mistakes I've made

In a world where my actions
Speak louder than words
In a world where my actions
Speak louder than words

I know people than ever before
What lesson I've learned from it all
Fortune and fame are disguised as your friend
Cuz I'm lonlier now than I've ever been

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15: Outro

You wanted the worst,
You've got the worst
The one, the only Limp Bizkit
We could've stopped (2x)
You wanted the best?
Then don't get the fuckin' Backstreet Boys CD!
Cuz in this house it's Limp motherfucking Bizkit!
Balls made of steel (2x)
But don't hit me in the nuts though
Limp Bizkit's in the house! (4x)
You ain't shit!
Ha-ha-ha!
You ain't shit!

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Hidden Track: Radio Sucks

by Matt Pinfeld

Matt: Hey, its the bald man, and i'm here to tell you why the new Limp Bizkit album is so important. Thats because cds like this one spare you from all the chart-toppin, teenie-boppin disposable happy horse shit that brings up the bile from the back of my neck. I have no time or tollerance for all the shitty, whack acts like that. I would rather piss on their cds than put out a fire. Y'know, i'm tired of all those lame ass, tame ass, pre-fabricated, sorry excusses for singers and musicians who don't even write their own songs. What the world needs now is a musical revolution. We need some rock, something that has balls, we need something with substance, depth, something with soul, something with edge, some passion, some power. Shit, if its gonna be mellow, fuck man, it better have something, it better mean something. I'm tellin you, you gotta hit em with something hard. You gotta stick em with something limp like Limp Bizkit. I'm so fuckin tired with all this shit i'm hearing on the radio. RADIO SUCKS. The same fuckin songs over and over again. All the weak ones, disposeable crap that isn't gonna matter in 3 months. Its just shit. (Fred in background: Matt... Matt) its crap Fred. Fred, i'm tellin you, there's nothing but shit goin on and we need some new music.

Fred: Wha... wha... what about Limp Bizkit?

Matt: Limp Bizkit is fuckin cool. You guys are cool. The new record's great. But fuck all that other shit. I'm so sick of all that weak shit (Fred in backgound: Matt, calm down.. Matt...) that tops the charts. (fred: Woah, Matt) Fuck, i'm outta here. (something breaks in background)

Fred: Fuuuck, dude, fuckin Pinfeld is pissed. Oh man, i gotta go find that bald bastard. (far off) Hey Matt.. Matt.....

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Hidden Track: The Mind Of Les Claypool 

by Les Claypool of Primus

Fiiiiire Cracker
So there ya go
15 of your hard earned dollars right out the window
The most expencive piece of plastic you'll ever come across
15 dollars..... 15 dollars on a shiny piece of plastic
There it is, Limp Bizkit
In all its glory
Fred Durst
The man, the myth, the compulsive masterpiece
You love him, you hate him, you love to hate him
Hello?
Haa haa
Once when i was afraid to speak, when i was just a lad
My poppy gave my nose a tweek and told me i was bad
Then i learned a brilliant word that saved my achin' nose
The biggest word you've ever heard and this is how it goes
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Even though the sound of it is something quite atrocious
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Ahhhh those were the days...
I dunno
You got anymore of that....... smokinable smidgets
So whatdija think, you were getting a Celiene Dion record?
No no no young Buckie
You laughed, you cried, you just kissed your 15 bucks good bye
Limp Bizkit, i don't think so
Fred Durst......
I dunno
But what the hell, i got paid
Good bye now

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