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