Lyrics

Uh, hey, like, so whatdya think of it, the show, pretty rockin’, right?
Oh, y-
Our new album’s coming out next week.
Oh, yeah, I mean, it was, it was cool, I guess, um, but, that’s a, that’s a really nice guitar.

You think you’re hot.
You think you’re cool.
I hate to say you’re not and you shoulda stayed in school.

You’d have a better chance at packing this place.
If you played the next set with a bag on your face.

Everybody knows, everybody, -body knows that you’re a poser, p-p-p-poser
Everybody knows, everybody, -body knows that you’re a poser

I know you think that you’re a rockstar
But your guitar is sexier than you are

Your songs suck.
Your band’s a disgrace.
Your ham-fisted riffs are all over the place.

I heard you sing, it was really pitchy, dude
It made me lose my boner, took me out of the mood

Everybody knows, everybody, -body knows that you’re a poser, p-p-p-poser
Everybody knows, everybody, -body knows that you’re a poser

I know you think that you’re a rockstar
But your guitar is sexier than you are
I know you think that you’re a rockstar
But your guitar is sexier than you are

You call that shredding?
Like, what’s with those licks?
Your bitch ass is just here for the chicks.

You really think that amp will fit in my car?
Got no room for you, but I’ll take the guitar.

Everybody knows, everybody, -body knows that you’re a poser, p-p-p-poser
Everybody knows, everybody, -body knows that you’re a poser

I know you think that you’re a rockstar
But your guitar is sexier than you are
I know you think that you’re a rockstar
But your guitar is sexier than you are
I know you think that you’re a rockstar
But your guitar is sexier than you are
I know you think that you’re a rockstar
But your guitar is sexier than you are