Lyrics:

Round up all the dead beats and put 'em on your show
Say you wanna help but you don't even know
That you make the problems worse. Then you pick your side
Now you're on twice a day, I think that I'll go hide

I see the same topics every day
Oh ugly, wont you go away?
You can't act and your movies sucked
Hey, Ricki Lake, I hate your guts

You take it personal when you hear a fat joke
You think yer perfect and I think you're gross
You start all the fights but you say 'Don't swear'
When people scream and yell. God I hate your hair.

I see the same topics every day
Oh ugly, wont you go away?
You can't act and your movies sucked
Hey, Ricki Lake, I hate your fucking guts