He's LA's favorite punk rock jock
Glitter bands and Bowie's c***
Are his ideas of new wave rock
I don't think you're so hot
And those stupid teeth you've got
You pathetic male groupie, you
You're just a jerk as far as I can see
8 PM, and Rodney's on the air
He's beating off in Joan Jett's hair
Christmas eve, what'd you got
Four hours of Phil Spector rot
You're a f***ing piece of
I don't think you're so hot
You make me laugh all those
And those lame brain teeth you've got
You're just a jerk as far as I can see