Lyrics:

(marchin' in the fast lane)
This is dedicated to you Ben Stiller,
You are my favorite mother fucker.
I told you, didn't I?

Drama makes the world go around. (go around)
Does anybody got the problem with that? (yeah)
My business, is my bussiness, who'se guilty?
Can I get a witness?
First thing first,
The chocolate starfish's is my man Fred Durst.
Access Hollywood liscences to kill,
A redneck fucker from Jacksonville.
Bringning on the dumb stuff funk,
A microphone [machetti's?] in the back of my trunk.
Rock is so steady with the he-says she-says,
And don't forget about the starfish never gave shun system.
Don't hate me, I'm just an alien, with 37 tons of new millenium.
Dum-Di-Di-Dum, where is it coming from?
Miss Aguil-eira, come and get so-me.
Oh no, which way to go?
Through the dance floor into the stereo.
Hanging on mine, I've seen the flight cup (?) about 28 times.
And I'm'a keep my pants saggin',
Keep the skateboard, a straight camp for the taggin'.
And I'm'a keep a lot of girls in my pimp wagon,
Cause I don't give a fuck..

[chorus start]
Living life in the fast lane.
I'm just a crazy mother fucker livin' it up.
Not giving a fuck.
Living life in the fast lane.
Another crazy mother fucker livin' it up.
Not giving a fuck in the fast lane.
[chorus end]

Take two. (ooo-wa!)
Now who'se the star sucka?
I'm the starfish, you silly mother fucker.
The pof pof kiff, the marijuana cig.
Oops, I don't even smoke but I love the way it smells.
Give a toast to the female (female) sippin' rhum champagne from a sea shell. (sea shell)
I think you're counterfeit, that I possess like a zit
With the starfish never gave shun system.
No cheap thrills, (baby)
Fill the briefcase with 3 dollar billz.
I'm just an ordinary run at the mill.
Fella spittin' on hell of mic skills.
And I'm'a keep my pants saggin',
Keep the skateboard, a straight camp for the taggin'.
And I'm'a keep a lot of girls in my pimp wagon,
Cause I don't give a fuck..

[chorus start]
Living life in the fast lane.
I'm just a crazy mother fucker livin' it up.
Not giving a fuck.
Living life in the fast lane.
Another crazy mother fucker, livin' it up.
Not giving a fuck in the fast lane.
[chorus end]

Cause it's so easy to tell a lie,
And it's so easy, to run and hide.
But it's not easy to be alive,
So don't be wasting NOT OF MY TIME!

[Fred Durst VMA2K part starts here]
This world is like a cage,
And I don't think it's fair,
And I don't even think,
That anybody cares..
[???] the hole (what?) grown inside of me (what?),
And it'll leave a scar (what?), can anybody see? (what?)
That we got to get it out. (got to get it out)
We got to get it out. (got to get it out)
We got to get it out. (got to get it out)
And I'm'a get it out with the mother fucking MICROPHONE PLUGGED IN MY SOUL.
I'm a renegade vibe gettin' out of control.
I'm'a keep it alive and continue to be,
Fly like an eagle to my destiny!
Can you feel me? (hell yeah)
Can you feel me? (hell yeah)
Can you feel me? (hell yeah)
Can you feel me mother fucker?!
Did you say? (hell yeah)
Did you say? (hell yeah)
Can you say hell yeah?
I'm living life in the fast lane.

Cause it's so easy to tell a lie,
And it's so easy, to run and hide.
But it's not easy to be alive,
So don't be wasting NOT OF MY TIME!

Yeah, bring it on!

[chorus start]
I'm just a crazy mother fucker livin' it up.
Not giving a fuck.
In the fast lane!
[chorus end]