Outro Lyrics - Chocolate Starfish And The Hot Dog Flavored Water - Limp Bizkit

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 

Les Claypool 

(Prims) 

Hit me 

Fire cracker 

So there you go 

Fifteen of your hard earned dollars 

Right out the window 

Most expensive piece of plastic 

I've 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 masturbatory 

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 gave 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 

[Unverified] 

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 don't think so 

Fred Durst? I don't know 

But what the hell, I got paid 

Goodbye now 

Rock the house 

DJ Lethal rock the house 

Limp Bizkit rock the house 

DJ Lethal rock the house