AHH AHH    Tell me you like it    AHH AHH    Tell me you like it    You say you found yourself a new sound    The shit's loaded and they're ready to go    A bit too much just like the old sound    Already heard it for the 'hundredth time    One hundred more, all have the same sound    Running around with all the sheep that you know    It's so sublime, they're breaking new ground    They're sure to have another hit this time       Come on    Can't you just leave it alone    It doesn't have any soul    Just find a thing of your own   And stop pretending to know    As the countless numbers hunger for world wide renown    All the pimping sons of plunder will roll up their sleeves    All searching for the answers they don't even care to know    Give it to me    Give it to me    You like it?       I'm still surrounded by the new sound    I've had enough and I'm ready to go    A strangle hold through-out the world now    The new obsession will fade in time    A thin reminder of the past now    All convoluted hardly ready to go    Their haunted moans will never last now    I think you've given us our fill this time       Come on    Can't you just leave it alone    It doesn't have any soul    Just find a thing of your own    And stop pretending to know    As the countless numbers hunger for world wide renown    All the pimping sons of plunder will roll up their sleeves    All searching for the answers they don't even care to know    Give it to me    Give it to me    You like it?       As it's blown apart, hundreds thrown away    Makes me question just what I believe    Brothers torn apart, mindless drones enslaved    Makes me search for an answer    I don't want to know    It's like a plague from below    Killing all that I know    One hundred voices the same    Drench their sorrow in flame      As the countless numbers hunger for world wide renown    All the pimping sons of plunder will roll up their sleeves    All searching for the answers they don't even care to know    Give it to me    Give it to me    As the countless numbers hunger for world wide renown    All the pimping sons of plunder will roll up their sleeves    All searching for the answers they don't even care to know    Give it to me    Give it to me    You like it?       Tell me you like it (x4)