Ripping off your friends, stuffing your fat face

I'm kinda bummed out I'm part of your race

Someday you will learn that it's cool to starve

Just look at me and B-Face and try not to barf



CHORUS:

Too many twinkies

Too many twinkies

Too many twinkies

Too many twinkies



You're a bunch of rock stars, you're a bunch of lard

And I hate to tell you, your bassist's a retard

So shut your stupid fat mouth and hang up those guitars

Quit beating off every night and smoking those cigars



CHORUS



shut your fuckin' mouth