Lyrics

You stole our CD's you stole a green t-shirt you're not from a radio station you're just a jerk you stole our stuff your stole our stuff your stole our you stole all our what you gonna tell your friends you stole tell your friends that you stole all of our if there's a hell you'll be there I got your place picked out in hell I hope your flesh will melt real slow I hope if melstright off the bone I'm not so well adjust I just might bust your head