Don't cry, I know that you're so sensitive
But your stupid band is totally derivative
Well damn, they won't let us play at your club

You and your friends say my politics are too obvious

Great job, you have a cute little clique

Exclusively for you hypocrites
Good for you, you've got a fake little record deal
And lots of $$#-kissers that make you feel like it's real


Now I know I really hate your band
Now I know I really hate your friends

I don't remember why but
I really hate your friends' band
Now I know why I can't say I'm a fan


Your stupid band is totally irrelevant
And that demo doesn't sound

like the money you spent
You got your auto-tune unit
with a nice consumer loan

You say, it juices up your microphone

I saw you at the club trash-talking my disc

God knows you've been obsessed with it
I'm so impressed with your singer's sex appeal
She doesn't need any talent 'cause her tits are real