Rant (Matt Pinfield)

Hey It's the bald man
And I'm here to tell you why the new limp bizkit
Album is so important,
That's because CD's like this one spare you
From all the charting-topping teeny bobbin'
Disposable happy horseshit,
That brings up the bile from the back of my neck
I have no time or tolerance for all the shitty wack acts like that,
I wouldn't piss on their CD's to put out a fire
And I'm tired of all the 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 musical revolution. We need some rock,
We need something that has balls,
We need something with substance, depth, something with soul,
Some edge, some passion, some power
Shit, if it's gonna be mellow, fuck, man
It better have something, it better mean something!
I'm telling you, you gotta hit 'em with something hard,
You gotta stick me with something limp, Like limp bizkit.
I'm so fucking tired of this shit, I'm hearing the radio, radio sucks!
The same songs over, and over again!
All the weak ones, all that disposable crap,
That isn't gonna matter in 3 months, It's just shit, It's crap, Fred.
Fred I'm telling you there's nothing, but shit goin' on.
And we need some new music,
(W-Wha-What about limp bizkit?)
Limp bizkit is fucking cool, you guys are cool,
The new records great, but fuck all that other shit!
I'm so sick of all that weak shit
That's takin' up space on the charts,
Fuck that shit, Fred.
I'm outta here!
(Fuck, dude, fuckin' Pinfield is pissed)