(All radio is dead) 
(All radio is dead) 
(All radio is dead) 
(All radio is dead, dead)

Hey kid, who you looking at? 
Why you standin' all up in my face like that? (huh?)
You ain't never seen a baseball bat? 
maniac knocking on your baseball cap? 
You better step about 10 paces back 
Or you be layin' where your shoelaces at 
Go do what your momma told you 
And don’t be actin like a punk 
Thinkin' you a soldier 

I see you got yourself cell phone 
I gotta number you can dial son 
Make it 911 
Tell them stop at Hef's house on the way kid 
Pick up some Playmates 
But only if they’re naked 
I don’t know how they do it in your city 
But round here we gettin' down to the nitty gritty 
And I hate to put you out like that 
But you been burnin like a fire with a mouth like that 

Take me back to yesterday 
Rolling dice and getting laid 
Everything was A-OK
Ohhhohhhooooh 
But now and then a cloud rolls in 
Rains on my parade and then 
Talking this and that again 
Ohhhohhhoooohohhhhhoo 

Let’s break it down for a minute 
And roll it all up in third gear for a minute 
I got the [bad word]  on my Benz and 
I got girlies in the back [bad word]  on my friends and
I don’t really give a [bad word] about 
What these playa hating pussies give a [bad word] about 
Cause I’m a night ranger 
Never been a stranger 
My 2 way pager's looking for some danger 
Zoolander, hit you with the Magnum 
Everybody get your groove on if you have one 
And if you ain’t got it then admit it 
It’s Limp Bizkit, time for you to get it 
All around the world in this ’45 Prievo
Everywhere that we go 
We watch it on the Tivo 
And now you’re laying in the bed you made 
Drinking Hatorade 
Think about it 

Take me back to yesterday 
Rolling dice and getting laid 
Everything was A-OK 
Ohhhohhhooooh 
But now and then a cloud rolls in 
Rains on my parade and then 
Talking this and that again 
Ohhhohhhoooohohhhhhoo

Leave, thinking that your all that and then some 
I got news for you (all radio is dead)
So your thinking that your all that and then some 
Man I got news for you (all radio is dead)

ra-ra-ra-radio is d-dead
radio-radio-radio is dead

Let me guess, you ain’t that impressed 
Mr. Hali-tosis of the breath 
Livin' lifestyles of the wish you were 
From the bad alleys of the thrifty-goods 
See I got room to talk kid 
I been layin this track since North Cacilac 
And the very first day you fell out the sack,
I was in some fat laces spinnin' on my back
Let me think (think)
Let me roll (roll)
Let me ride (ride)
Let me put some funk (funk) in the [bad word]  [bad word]  with the vibe (vibe)
And a memory that can ease your pain 
Like a melody from Kurt Cobain 

Cause you never know when it’s all gonna end 
And you never know when you'll call on a friend 
So you betta take a step to prepare yourself 
Cause the way your livin' now, ain’t good for your health 

Thinking that your all that and then some 
I got news for you 
Still thinking that your all that and then some 
Man I got news for you 
Thinking that your all that and then some 
I got news for you 
Still thinking that your all that and then some 
Man I got news for you