"CLOTHES ON"

A SONG PARODY ABOUT A COMPLETELY DEAD HORSE

Verse

Never really said too much
About the fan excess and such
A year ago I had ten bucks.
So I'm hardly complaining.

Tho when my rock band hits the stage,
And D-C-T-R is all the rage!
Perhaps I feel a *little* peeved
when the panties come raining.

Chorus

Try to keep YOUR CLOTHES ON
When I sing
Your panties, bra, socks,
Do NOT fling!
When I'm on stage at night
the naked sight
of fangirl booty does lack couth.
Try to keep it covered,
with your pants.
I'm sure you're quite hot,
And we're manz!
But as we're tryna play,
lingerie's in the way,
Please don't
fling it up heeeeeere!

Verse

The Staind fans
are a little grieved
Aaron Lewis
ain't received
with showers of girly frills
and quite such
high-pitched squee-ing
Staind dudes are
laughing at my ass
But they don't know
how nice it feels,
My fans
have bits
worth seeing.

Bridge

But often it feels
Like I'm still
on that shooooooow,
what with fannish
stunts. Please know,
I'm not Tom Jones,
Or Aiken, Clay .
I'm trying to rock up here,
So please, let's MOVE OOOONNNNNN!!! Yea-aaaaah!