Wrote a song, it was wrong from it`s very first conception   Seemed I struggled on every line   It wasn`t fast, wasn`t pretty, wasn`t serious or witty   The song that didn`t rhyme   The band couldn`t wing it, the singer couldn`t sing it   The Drummer's always out of time   The DJ`s were offended, my union card suspended   Billboard declared it a crime   The melody blows in a key that no one can find   The lyrics don`t flow but I can`t get it out of my mind   A three minute waste of your time   On a song that didn`t rhyme   It was bland, it was boring, all the groupies there were snoring   The first time we played it live   All the record guys got fired, the president retired   But somehow the song survived   The melody blows in a key that no one can find   The lyrics don`t flow but I can`t get it out of my mind   The melody blows in a key that no one can find   The lyrics don`t flow but I can`t get it out of my mind   A three minute waste of your time   No redeeming value of any kind   But thanks for the twelve ninety nine   On a song that didn`t rhyme