Lyrics:

-Blade, listen to thait. -Okay, what? -I'm going to the doctorate, right? -Mmm Hmm? -And my-- and he's telling me I haive this problem weef my fronthead, when I'm touching it it does like thait: (bing!) -Oh, Crapshaitt! -Oh daim! -You and I mowst haive been drinking out of the saime cup, you know? -We daid. -Because, when I haive a saime problem, weef a laidie, she goes to towch the testiclides, and it maikes a sounde laike thais: (bang!) -Oh, that is sounding like the saime sound owf my fronthead laike thais: (bing!) -Oh, crowtch, the saime as your fronthead laike thais!: (bang!) -You mean laike thais?: (bing!) Yais. (bang!) Let me tell you about American Idioth I-D-I-D-O-T-H heres a couponette for an punch to the face We break off your legs, put you in a sweetcase You'd better run fast like a dog and cat chase I am the dog, you are the cat How you like that? (biggity baseball bat) Hit to the head with a hard piece of bread like, Doo doo doo do doo doo doo doo doo doo Now you dead I hate you so much I take your mother on a date and telling her she's paying and i'm eating five steaks I guess you to mess on us was a mistake But you're an I-D-I-D-O-T-H I-D-I-D-O-T-H (your faice look laike shaith) Come and get a punch to your face I-D-I-D-O-T-H Time for to get a punch to the face I-D-I-D-O-T-H (you're a dope without brothers or sisters!) Oh look, a punch to your face I-D-I-D-O-T-H Time for get to a punch to your face Wink 152 and Backshott Babies, We bite you in the leg like a cat with rabies Take all your ladies and make them to pay late-fees At superstacies and still make them hate me!