Lyrics:

Yea well I sing like an amputee though Why? Cause can't hold a note can't carry a tune (Lupus proceeds to laugh a little too hard at Jimmy Pop's stupid joke) Knock knock Mr. Rogers it's Mr. McFeelie I've brought you a letter speedy delivery Well Mr. McFeelie if there's postage due You can go fuck yourself like Captain Kangaroo I can go to land of make believe and I can pretend But in the end I still have no friends Do do do do do do do do do Do do do do do do do do do Mr. Rogers I like your cardigan sweater Mr. McFeelie shut up and give me my letter I don't want to talk to you don't you understand? Why are you inside my house you're just my fuckin' mailman? I can go to land of make believe and I can pretend But in the end I still have no friends Do do do do do do do do do Do do do do do do do do do You can go to land of make believe and you can pretend But in the end you still have no friends Do do do do do do do do do Do do do do do do do do do You are my best friend too I share the same views and hardly ever argue Eat Spam from the can watch late night C-Span And rock out to old school Duran Duran Your best friend is you I'm my best friend too I share the same views and hardly ever argue Eat Spam from the can watch late night C-Span And rock out to old school Duran Duran