You know, put me in a room with a band I hate,
like * Imagine Dragons.
Yeah, give me five minutes alone with Imagine Dragons,
me just seeing the meanest things I can think of.
I come walking out alone,
they're hanging from the rafters from their baby gap clothes,
just, meh, that old guy was mean, *.
Imagine Dragons.
Imagine me kicking you in your dick till you're dead.
Like, I hated them just on their name.
Like, some of them, Vampire Weekend, ugh.
I don't even need to hear them.
I just know their tweet and just, meh,
and Vampire Weekend, and * Arcade Fire,
and then, I wish my references were more current,
but anyway, I'm shitting on 20-year-old bands.
They're already in the rock and roll,
I'm like, what's with this Arcade Fire?
But I * hate all three of those bands,
because those words are so metal,
they use metal words and they're not metal.
Like, you can't * use dragons, vampires, or fire.
Those are * metal, you know what I mean?
Like, I wish, I wish Imagine Dragons
would be stuck in an Arcade Fire
for an entire Vampire Weekend.
Thank you.
Thank you.