Mind Of Les

Hit me, Fire cracker

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 shoddy piece of plastic

There is it Limp Bizkit in all it's glory

Fred Durst, the man, the myth

The compulsive masturbator

You love him, you hate him

You love to hate him, Hello

Once when I was afraid to speak

When I was just a lad

My poppy gave my nose a tweak

And told me I was bad

Then I learned a brilliant word

Saved my aching nose

The biggest word you've ever heard

And this is how it goes

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious

Even though he sound of it

Is something quite atrocious

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious

Ah, those were the days

I don't know, you got any more of that [?]

So what did you think

You were getting a Celine Dion record

No, no, no young bucky

You laughed, you cried

You just kissed your

Fifteen bucks goodbye

Limp Bizkit, I don't think so

Fred Durst, I don't know

But what the hell, I got paid

Goodbye now