Outro

You wanted the worst You've got the worst The one, the only Limp Bizkit We could've stopped You wanted the best? Then don't get the fuckin Backstreet Boys CD! Cause in this house it's Limp motherfucking Bizkit! Balls made of steel But don't hit me in the nuts though Limp Bizkit's in the house! You ain't shit! Guest: Les Claypool (Primus) 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 masterbator You love him, you hate him, you love to hate him Hello? 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 Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious 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