Here’s another song the dj’s hate
Here’s another song the dj’s hate
Although this time I did quite a bit
I put »hey« and »yeah« and »fuck« in it

Dressed to kill but I’d rather stay home
I got my own world leave me alone
Don’t pick on me, don’t scream, don’t shout
`cause my myspace friends will help me out

I don’t need no physical romance
When I got vitamins and I got oxygen
Well, not oxygen but something close
From bad breath I won’t comatose

So I write and guarantee
this song is just for me

Here’s another song the dj’s hate
Here’s another song the dj’s hate
Although this time I did quite a bit
I put »hey« and »yeah« and »fuck« in it

»Oh oh oh oh« – did you just hear that?
I use it in the song so you’ll remember it
My rhymes rhyme and to some degree
There’s no one nowhere just like me

Though I must admit I’m A bit of a JOKE
But cleaning up is dirty work
I got better things in life to do
I start a song and I make it through

So I write and guarantee
this song is just for me

Here’s another song the dj’s hate
Here’s another song the dj’s hate
Although this time I did quite a bit
I put »hey« and »yeah« and »fuck« in it

I drink my liquor from an old fruit jar
Well, I stole that one but I play guitar…