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