My parents were wrong, they named me 'Tree' It's probably the cruelest thing they ever did to me I thought a long time about changin' my name But I found a better way to deal with my shame My buddies and me, we formed a band We're gonna be famous, you understand? We're lookin' for a drummer Or someone with a van, our hair is getting longer But the most important thing Is naming the band, naming the band, naming the band We studied all the pictures in metal magazine My Lycra makes me sing real high, my mom thinks it's obscene, yeah We've got our own equipment and a great rehearsal space Now, all we need's a heavy name to throw in your face My buddies and me, we formed a band We're gonna be famous that's what we've planned We're still lookin' for a drummer Or someone with a van, our hair is getting longer But the most important thing Is naming the band, naming the band, naming the band We were gonna call ourselves Elvis, Hitler But somebody beat us to the punch Maybe we should be the bu*thole Surfers Or how 'bout Chuck 'n Lunch Names with meaning and attitude aren't easy to find So we're hanging out asking each other, "How about?" We should be writing tunes and learning where to stand Instead we're spending all our time doing nothing, nothing, nothing But naming the band, naming the band, naming the band Band, naming the band