Limp Bizkit

(marchin' in the fast lane)

This is dedicated to you Ben Stiller

You are my favorite mutherfucker

I told you, didn't I?



Drama makes the world go around

Does anybody got a problem with that?

My business is my business

Who's guilty?

Can I get a witness?

First things first

The Chocolate Starfish is my man Fred Durst

Access Hollywood licence to kill

A redneck fucker from Jacksonville

Bangin' on the dumpster funk

My microphone machete's in the back of my trunk

Rocker's who's steady with the

He says, she says

And don't forget about the starfish navigation system

Don't hate me

I'm just an alien

With thirty seven tons of new millenium

Dum diddie dum

Where's it coming from?

Mrs Aguilera, come and get some

Oh know, which way to go

To the dance floor

It's on my stereo

Pay me no mind

I seen The Fight Club

About twenty eight times

And I'm 'a keep my pants saggy

Keep a skateboard

A spray can, for the taggin'

And I'm 'a keep a lot of girls in my beer wagon

Cause I don't give a fuck

Livin' life in the fast lane



I'm just a crazy mutherfucker

Livin' it up

Not giving a fuck

Livin' life in the fast lane



Another crazy mutherfucker

Livin' it up

Not giving a fuck

In the fast lane



Take two

Hoo haa!

Now who's the star sucker?

I'm the Starfish

You silly mutherfucker

Puff puff

Give the marujuana cig

Oops

I don't even smoke

But I love the way it smells

Here's a toast to the females

Sippin' lung champagne from a seashell

I think I gotta feel