Creamer (radio Is Dead) Lyrics - Results May Vary - Limp Bizkit

(All radio is dead) 

Hey kid, who you lookin' at? 

Why you standin' all up in my face like that? 

You ain't never seen a baseball bat? 

A maniac knockin' on your babeball cap 

You better step about ten paces back 

Or you'll be layin' where your shoe laces at 

Go do what your momma told you 

And don't be actin' like a punk, thinkin' your a soldier 

I see you got a cell phone, I got a number you can dial son, make it 911 

Tell 'em stop at hef's house on the way kid 

Pick up some playmates but only if they naked 

Don't know how you do in your city 

But 'round here we gettin' down to the nitty gritty 

And I hate to put you out like that 

But you've been burnin' like a fire with a mouth like that 

Take me back to yesterday 

Rollin' dice and getting laid 

Everything was a.o.k. oh 

But now and then a cloud rolls in 

Rains on my parade and then 

Talkin' this and that again, oh 

Let's break it down for a minute 

And roll it on up in third gear for a minute 

I got the 21's bumpin' on my benz, and 

I got girlies in the back seat rubbin' on my friends, and 

I don't really give a fuck about 

What these player hatin' pussies give a fuck about 

'Cause I'm a night ranger, never been a stranger 

My two-way pager is lookin' for some danger 

Zoolander, hit you with the magnum 

Everybody get your groove on if you have one 

And if you ain't got it then admit it: 

It's limpbizkit, time for you to get it 

All around the world and this 45 prevost 

Everywhere we go we watch it on the tivo 

And now you're layin' in the bed you made 

Drinkin' hatorade, think about it 

Take me back to yesterday 

Rollin' dice and getting laid 

Everything was a.o.k. oh... 

But now and then a cloud rolls in 

Rains on my parade and then 

Talkin' this and that again, go 

Leave, thinkin' that you're all that, and then some 

I've got news for you (all radio is dead) 

So you're thinkin' that you're all that, and then some? 

Man, I got news for you (all radio is dead) 

(The radio is dead) 

Let me guess, you ain't that impressed 

Mister, hale - tosis of the breath 

Livin' lifestyles of the wish-you-would 

From the back isles of the thrifty-good 

See I, I got room to talk, kid 

I been layin' this track since north cackilack 

And the very first day that you fell out the sack 

I was in some fat laces, spinnin' on my back 

Let me think, let me roll, let me ride 

Let me put some funk in the trunk, triple 5 

And a memory that can easy your pain 

Like a melody from kurt cobain 

'Cause ya', never know when it's all gonna end 

And ya', never know when you'll call on a friend 

So you better take a step to prepare yourself 

'Cause the way you're livin' now, ain't good for your health 

Thinkin' that you're all that, and then some 

I've got news for you (all radio is dead) 

So you're thinkin' that you're all that, and then some? 

Man, I got news for you (all radio is dead) 

Thinkin' that you're all that, and then some 

I've got news for you (all radio is dead) 

So you're thinkin' that you're all that, and then some? 

Man, I got news for you (all radio is dead) 

(All radio is dead)