This song, dragging it away.
It's one big problem.
It keeps getting in the way.
Plus I'm a swine.
So I take my voice,
and thrash it to go much higher.
My fans they begin to strain. (Strain.)

Prechorus: The crowd begins their hating,
as the song turns irritating.
My they're degrating,
all the toked up people out there.

Chorus: The Hurt from all their screaming,
"This twit's whined way too much."
I worked hard on this album,
oh, I must be losing my touch.
For once it's my turn people.
I'm not, I'm not a bore.
I've been singing like a girl,
ever since I was only four.

My band's done with, It's okay.
I'll join Limp Bizkit,
They need guitarists anyway.
It's yo boy time.
So I start to whine.
Hey, there's worst ones down the line.
For instance that nuisance Josh Bain. (Bain.)

PreChorus and Chorus.

I'm in dismay,
See me frown.
(Repeat 2X)

See me frown! See me Frown!
See me frown! See me frown!
You won't see me frown,
in a fairy gown.
As I go to town.
Nothing gets me down,
as I prance around.
Now I'm in the ground.
Homophobes abound.
See me frown now!

PreChorus and Chorus

Was only four....
Thrown out the door....
Kick me off tour....
Josh Bain's a whore....