15 Minutes

Your 15 minutes are up

We're here to tell you, you suck

I know some new magazines

Say you're hip

But your music is shit

And your management doesn't fool us

Your 15 minutes are through

Despite the play on Youtube

Fuck you

The fact is that you really can't even sing, though

Or do anything, yo

Forever tied soft drinks and shoes

Your 15 minutes are gone

Don't worry, we'll carry on

(The Dwarves are good looking)

25 years, man

Through triumph and tears, yeah

And we came to bury you, son

Your 15 minutes are up