Rant (Matt Pinfield)

Hey, it's the bald man here 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 Chart-topping, Teeny-Boppin'

Disposable happy horse shit

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

Prefabricated, 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 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, if 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 that I'm hearing on the radio, radio sucks

The same fuckin' 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

Wha-wha-what, what about Limp Bizkit?

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 that's taking up space on the charts (Matt, calm down, dude, wha-what's up?)

Fuck that shit, Fred, I'm outta' here

Fuck, dude, Fuckin' Pinfield is pissed

Oh, man I gotta go find that bald bastard

Hey, Matt, Matt