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My parents were wrong, they named me "tree"It's probably the cruelest thing they ever did to meI thought a long time about changing my nameBut I found a better way to deal with my shameMy buddies and me formed a bandWe're gonna be famous, you understandWe're lookin' for a drummerOr someone with a vanOur hair is getting longerBut the most important thing is namin' the bandNamin' the bandWe studied all the pictures in metal magazineMy lycra makes me sing real high, my mom thinks its obsceneWe've got our own equipment and a great rehearsal spaceAll we need's a heavy name to throw in your faceMy buddies and me formed a bandWe're gonna be famous, you understandWe're lookin' for a drummerOr someone with a vanOur hair is getting longerBut the most important thing is namin' the bandNamin' the bandWe were gonna call ourselves Elvis Hitler butSomeone beat us to the punchMaybe we should be the Butthole Surfers, orHow 'bout Chuck 'n LunchSongtexteNames with meaning and attitude aren't easy to findSo we're hanging out... asking each other "How about?..."We should be writing tunesAnd learning where to standInstead we're spending all our timeDoing nothing but... naming the band Aus Songtexte Mania