15 Minutes

Your 15 minutes are up We're here to tell you, you suck I know some new magazines Say you're hip But your music is shit And your management doesn't fool us Your 15 minutes are through Despite the play on Youtube Fuck you The fact is that you really can't even sing, though Or do anything, yo Forever tied soft drinks and shoes Your 15 minutes are gone Don't worry, we'll carry on (The Dwarves are good looking) 25 years, man Through triumph and tears, yeah And we came to bury you, son Your 15 minutes are up