I'm going to Seattle with a shotgun in my hand
I'm gonna blow your a** 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 sh**
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