(all radio is dead)
Hey kid, who you lookinand' at?
why you standinand' all up in my face like that?
you ainand't never seen a baseball bat?
a maniac knockinand' on your babeball cap
you better step about ten paces back
or youand'll be layinand' where your shoe laces at
go do what your momma told you
and donand't be actinand' like a punk, thinkinand' your a soldier
i see you got a cell phone, i got a number you can dial son, make it 911
tell and'em stop at hefand's house on the way kid
pick up some playmates but only if they naked
donand't know how you do in your city
but and'round here we gettinand' down to the nitty gritty
and i hate to put you out like that
but youand've been burninand' like a fire with a mouth like that
Take me back to yesterday
rollinand' dice and getting laid
everything was a.o.k. oh...
but now and then a cloud rolls in
rains on my parade and then
talkinand' this and that again, oh
Letand's break it down for a minute
and roll it on up in third gear for a minute
i got the 21and's bumpinand' on my benz, and
i got girlies in the back seat rubbinand' on my friends, and
i donand't really give a fuck about
what these player hatinand' pussies give a fuck about
and'cause iand'm a night ranger, never been a stranger
my two-way pager is lookinand' for some danger
zoolander, hit you with the magnum
everybody get your groove on if you have one
and if you ainand't got it then admit it:
itand's limpbizkit, time for you to get it
all around the world and this 45 prevost
everywhere we go we watch it on the tivo
and now youand're layinand' in the bed you made
drinkinand' hatorade, think about it
Take me back to yesterday
rollinand' dice and getting laid
everything was a.o.k. oh...
but now and then a cloud rolls in
rains on my parade and then
talkinand' this and that again, go
Leave, thinkinand' that youand're all that, and then some
iand've got news for you (all radio is dead)
so youand're thinkinand' that youand're all that, and then some?
man, i got news for you (all radio is dead)
(the radio is dead)
Let me guess, you ainand't that impressed
mister, hale - tosis of the breath
livinand' lifestyles of the wish-you-would
from the back isles of the thrifty-good
see i, i got room to talk, kid
i been layinand' this track since north cackilack
and the very first day that you fell out the sack
i was in some fat laces, spinninand' on my back
let me think, let me roll, let me ride
let me put some funk in the trunk, triple 5
and a memory that can easy your pain
like a melody from kurt cobain
and'cause yaand', never know when itand's all gonna end
and yaand', never know when youand'll call on a friend
so you better take a step to prepare yourself
and'cause the way youand're livinand' now, ainand't good for your health
Thinkinand' that youand're all that, and then some
iand've got news for you (all radio is dead)
so youand're thinkinand' that youand're all that, and then some?
man, i got news for you (all radio is dead)
thinkinand' that youand're all that, and then some
iand've got news for you (all radio is dead)
so youand're thinkinand' that youand're all that, and then some?
man, i got news for you (all radio is dead)
(all radio is dead)
