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