I'm going to Seattle with a shotgun in my hand I'm gonna blow your ass away because you dissed my band I despise you you're probably just a four - eyed geek whose values are insane I'm gonna take a rusty icepick and insert it in your brain I despise you but I love the monster hero I read your reviews I find them hilarious how does it feel to trip the lights vicarious you're politically correct, worthless boring and trite I don't wonna hear about the party you went to last night you're the kind of person that I just can't stand I don't wanna hear about your life cause you're not Lester Bangs if you don't like my band you're shit that's all there is to it put down your pen and your paper you're just an intellectual faker rocknroll doesn't need you
