I'm going to Seattle with a shotgun in my hand I'm gonna blow your a** away because you dissed my band I despise you you're probably just a four - eyed geek whose values are insane I'm gonna take a rusty icepick and insert it in your brain I despise you but I love the monster hero I read your reviews I find them hilarious how does it feel to trip the lights vicarious you're politically correct, worthless boring and trite I don't wonna hear about the party you went to last night you're the kind of person that I just can't stand I don't wanna hear about your life cause you're not Lester Bangs if you don't like my band you're sh** that's all there is to it put down your pen and your paper you're just an intellectual faker rocknroll doesn't need you