Where you at Jacksonville, Rochester, Louisville
Columbia, Hartford, Milwaukee, and Lewiston Maine
Where you at Providence, Nashville, Memphis, Lauderdale
Portland, Orlando, Chicago, and Frisco?
I left my heart in Austin with Mary Campbell
Got lost in Boston lookin for the tea party
Met a child molester in Worchester
Need a Kleenex every time I’m leavin Phoenix
I get silly when I play in Philly
Limp Bizkit committee down in Kansas City
Never know what I’m in for when I’m play in Denver
Hard rock don’t stop down in Vegas
In Cincinnati the girls call me daddy
And I probably ain’t leavin the next time I’m in Cleveland
Found my lucky coin in Des Moine
And spit on a boy named Tina in Pasadena
We get the swing from new Orleans
Ft worth and Dallas we toast when we’re tippin’ up the challis
Tulsa, St. Louis, Sacto, Mesa, Norfolk, Lawrence, Minneapolis
St. Paul, North Hampton, Detroit, Omaha, New York, LA
What can I say, I can’t name ’em all

So somebody, anybody, everybody get the fuck up
And show me what you got!
Hey ladies!
Who’s hot, who’s not!

I can’t help but believe in these friends
These bands, these tours and these places I’ve been
I thank God, Mom and Dad
Adriana, the sky, for the love I feel inside
Jordan, my phat ass band
Without ’em I’d be nothin but a pumpkin shoved inside a can
Without the fans there wouldn’t be no show
And if that was really so then life would really blow
To the firm, you always got my back
Korn for the love and the swappin’ of the tracks
My brother Cory D, my man Terry Date
We brought it to the plate and you made it sound great
Scott Weiland the melody man, if you can’t sing it nobody can
Wu-Tang Clan skills from the Method
The worlds best MC kills on this record
Slim Shady, crazy ass cracker
Staind, a brand new drug for your brain
Les Claypool, for actin’ like a fool
And all of the bands with the demos that were cool
I’m so grateful for this life of mine
The ones I didn’t thank I will some other time

Now I want somebody, anybody, everybody get the fuck up
And show me what you got!
Hey ladies!
Who’s hot, who’s not!

I’ve been around this world and then some
Dumb ditty dumb kid where you comin’ from?
I went from the garage to steppin’ on these stages
Outrageous rhymes left my mind and soon became contagious
An MC with bad habits I am
I see a mic then I grab it, scary ain’t it?
Comin raw with no corrections
Savin all perfection’s for what I do with my erections
So dream on!