Newspaper full of violence
But I ain't so good at violence
But I wanna smash Hilton's face like the window back at my place
These tabloids make me puke
All these bands I'd like to nuke
There ain't nothing today but bullshit and celebrity news
So what have we got
Nothing, nothing to do
Who's gonna take 'em down
And rip off all their crowns
Cuz I don't wanna hear Stephani or Beyonce
Our minds have been impounded
and now we are surrounded
When he hears the radio does Uncle Joe turn in his grave
So what have we got
Nothing, nothing to do