Текст песни Limp Bizkit - Outro

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You wanted the worst
You've got the worst
The one, the only
Limp Bizkit
We could've stopped (2x)
You wanted the best?
Then go get the fuckin Backstreet Boys CD!
Cause in this house it's Limp motherfucking Bizkit!
Balls made of steel (2x)
But don't kick me in the nuts though
Limp Bizkit's in the house! (4x)
You ain't shit! Ha-ha-ha-ha... (3x)
You ain't shit motherfucker!

-- "Radio Sucks" --

Hey, it's the bald man, and I'm here to tell you why the new Limp Bizkit album is so important. Thats because CD's like this one spare you from all the chart-toppin, teenie-boppin disposable happy horseshit that brings up the bile from the back of my neck. I have no time or tollerance for all the shitty, whack acts like that. I would rather piss on their CD's than put out a fire. Y'know, i'm tired of all those lame ass, tame ass, pre-fabricated, sorry excusses 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, something with edge, some passion, some power. Shit, if its gonna be mellow, fuck man, it better have something, it better mean something. I'm tellin you, you gotta hit em with something hard. You gotta stick 'em with something limp like Limp Bizkit. I'm so fuckin' tired with all this shit I'm hearing on the radio. RADIO SUCKS! The same fuckin' songs over and over again. All the weak ones, disposeable crap that isn't gonna matter in 3 months. It's just shit! (Fred in background: Matt... Matt) It's crap, Fred. Fred, I'm tellin you, there's nothing but shit goin on and we need some new music.

Wha... wha... 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 (Fred in backgound: Matt, calm down.. wh-what's up?) that's taking up space in the charts. (Fred: Woah, Matt) Fuck that shit, Fred, I'm outta here! (something breaks in background)

Fuuuck, dude... fuckin' Pinfeld is pissed! Oh man, I gotta go find that bald bastard. (far off) Hey Matt... Matt!

-- "The Mind of Les" --

Hit me!
Fire cracker

So there you go
Fifteen of your hard earned dollars, right out the window
Most epxensive piece of plastic Ive ever come across
Fifteen dollars
Fifteen dollars
On a shoddy piece of plastic
There is it, Limp Bizkit in all its glory

Fred Durst, the man, the myth, the compulsive masturbator

You love him, you hate him, you love to hate him


Once when I was afraid to speak, when I was just a lad
My poppy gavew my nose a tweak, and told me I was bad
Then I learned a brilliant word, saved my aching nose
The biggest word, that you've ever heard, and this is how it goes
Even thought he sound of it is something quite atrocious

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 dont think so
Fred Durst? I dont know
But what the hell, I got paid
Goodbye now!

-- "Prop the DJ" (removed from final release) --

Rock the house
DJ Lethal rock the house
Limp Bizkit rock the house
DJ Lethal rock the house