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