(One, two, three, four)

Tuesday morning went according to plan
I headed for the store at dawn with my money in hand
But I'm surprised they even bothered to put you in stock
I picked it up for next to nothing, and that's just what I got

I got it
But I just don't get it, yeah
Your new album sucks
I bought it
But now I regret it, yeah
Your new album sucks

I guess no one's immune to the sophomore slump
It's not growing on me
It's going off to the dump
And I'm surprised they even bothered to put you in stock
What the hell happened?
Your last album rocked

I got it
But I just don't get it, yeah
Your new album sucks
I bought it
But now I regret it, yeah
Your new album sucks
(Here we go)

That was my five-ninety-nine, and I feel I've been cheated
Now you're in the clearance bin, and you're cheap for a reason
I don't want you to grow or reinvent or explore
You're out of print, so take the hint, and just do what you did before

I got it
But I just don't get it, yeah
Your new album sucks
I bought it
But now I regret it, yeah
Your new album sucks

I got it
But I just don't get it, yeah
Your new album sucks
I bought it
But now I regret it, yeah
Your new album sucks
Your new album sucks