Dudes, where's my point?   Down the drain?, sinus pain      Big boy burger man I'm the one who can   Pizza on the house, Europe's in the can   Jap's are all tied up, Aussie's on the run   You don't even know, dude's I am the one      [Chorus:]      Forehead throbbing, stomach's bobbing   It's my job and not a hobby   Call me gumby, you don't want me   Burgers coming, now I'm bumming      I can get some time, studio is prime   Budget for the food, sushi's really smooth   Release our demo tapes, the money that it makes   Will never be enough, to reconstruct your legs   On your visions we could choke   Dude, you're a joke      Sound is burning, it's really happening   Deals are churning the weels are turning around   You're breaking, because I'm making you   I'm not faking, I won't take you for a ride   I'm saying, you guys will get what you want   I'm praying, I'm gonna get a big point   Baby it's in your mind, 'cause you never had it!!!