he reads backwards, dinner recipes, and he's a poet, imitation of Stipe
like its some kind of rhyming slang, dictionarys entice him, I don't want to hear that whine

that washing up, those soapy suds,
the chart positions looking good
c'mon c'mon you heard it now so buy

You want A for the P, we gave you Up, Monster and fights, you should have seen my wallets size
like the rock forget the roll, old age has made our talent poorer,
now we sound like we don't try

that cabbage patch, thats in the woods
Its ...my religion, not as good
C'mon C'mon we've wrote it one more time

that caviar, that car thats new
my life style i'm accustomed too
C'mon C'mon we might get dropped this time

This sugarcane, this lemonade
this lack of sales makes me afraid
C'mon C'Mon they won't let peter fly
This lack of tune, that struck again
our album sales are down the drain
C'mon C'Mon maybe nexttime we'll try