When I see these rhymes, here on AmIRight,
Then I realize my parodies on-line are dead
So I make up rhymes, thinking that I could find
A better hit so I don't have to lose my head
This situation leads to agitation
Will they cut me off?
Who will rock this new nation?

I can't find parodies
No more songs to make funny.

Writing all the time, submitting them on-line
On AmIRight, AmIRight
Does Chuck realize, I can't compromise?
On AmIRight, AmIRight.

Over the past two years I have wrote new cheers,
I have drank my beers and ditched my fears all away
And until this day, I cannot write great.
But it's sad to say I wish I never wrote "Bong Song".
But I hesitate to tell you I hate,
This damn writer's block, I'll write more today, it's not over.

I can't find any time,
To write a song, make it rhyme.

Hoping fans will write, talk to them on-line
On AmIRight, AmIRight
DarkJon, Junior, and Chuck, I am out of luck.
On AmIRight.

I hate fame, it's the perk.

Line for line, rhyme for rhyme
Sometimes I'd be typing all the stinking time
My parodies are sick, our nation's **** is getting well.
Guess I'm stupid, bad
On the site could you type what I write?
Where's the right song?
We're writing verisons of "Bong Song"
We should be in harmony
Artist and song, that is the promise I made,
Back in the day,
We wrote parodies, me, Chuck, and DJ.
I think I will write a new one,
Better write right, or will be like "Bad Magician".

I can't find parodies
No more songs to make funny.
Writing all the time, submitting them on-line
On AmIRight, AmIRight
Does Chuck realize, I can't compromise?
On AmIRight, AmIRight.

It's not fair
I don't care.
Yes, I swear.
Out of work,
Life's not fair,
On AmIRight,
AmIRight!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!