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Limp Bizkit

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You wanted the worst?
You got the worst
The one, the only
Limp Bizkit
You can push stop
You can push stop
You wanted the best?!
Then go get the fuckin Backstreet Boys cd
Cuz in this house, it's limp, motherfuckin, Bizkit
Balls made of steel
Balls made of steel
But don't kick me in the nuts, though
Limp bizkit's in the house
Limp bizkit's in the house
Limp bizkit's in the house
Limp bizkit's in the house
And you aint shit
Ha ha ha ha
You aint shit
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
You ain't shit motherfucker! You suck

Hey, it's the bald man
And I'm here to tell you why the new limp bizkit album's soimportant
That's because cd's like this will spare you from all thechart-toppin
Teenie-boppin, disposable
Happy horse shit that brings up the bile from the back of myneck
I have no time or tolerance for all shitty wack acts like that
I wouldn't piss on their cd's to put out a fire
And I'm tired off all those lame-ass, tame-ass, pre-fabricated
Sorry excuses 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, we need somethin ass-boss
We need something with substance, with depth, somethin withsoul
Some edge, some passion, some power! Shit, if it's gonna bemellow
Fuck, man, it better have somethin, it better mean somethin
I'm tellin you, you gotta hit em with somethin hard
You gotta stick em with somethin limp, like Limp Bizkit
I'm so fuckin tired of this shit that I'm hearin on the radio
Radio sucks!! The same fuckin songs over and over again
All the week ones
All that disposable crap that isn't gonna matter in threemonths
Its just shit
(Hey, matt, calm down) it's crap, Fred
Fred, I'm tellin you, there's nothin but shit goin on
And we need some new music
(But, well, what about Limp Bizkit?) Limp Bizkitt is fuckincool
You guys are cool, the new records great,=
But fuck all that other shit
I'm so sick of all that week shit that's takin space on thecharts
(Hey, matt, calm down, man)
Fuck this shit, I'm outta here
(Fuck, dude
Fuckin Pinfield is pissed
Oh man I gotta go find that bald bastard
Hey Matt)

A word with les claypool

Hit me! Firecracker
So there you go, fifteen of your
Hard-earned dollars right out the window
Most expensive piece of plastic I've ever come across
Fifteen dollars...fifteen dollars on a shiny piece of plastic
There it is...limp bizkit, in all it's glory
Fred durst, the man, the myth the compulsive masturbater
You love him, you hate him, you love to hate him
Hello! Oa ha! 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.
And 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" ahh, those were the days
I dunno
You got any more of that, ah shmokeable
So what did you think you were gettin that celine dion record?
No, no, no, young buckey
You laughed, you cried
You just kissed your fifteen bucks goodbye
Limp bizkit? I dont' think so
Fred durst?? I dunno, but what the hell? I got paid
Good-bye now

Composição: Fred Durst / John Otto / Sam Rivers / Wes Borland · Esse não é o compositor? Nos avise.
Traduzida por Miguel
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