A Dead Kennedys Parody

[Guest The Czech Republic]

Bah gawd, I'm your Raw announcer

I always talk like I'm wigged out on BBQ sauce

I wear a stupid cowboy hat everywhere I go

 

My job is to help destroy

What's left of your love for wrestling

By feeding you endless doses

Of run-in-laden mindless segments

 

So don't make signs

Be benign

Be a sheep to our choices

And buy all our shit

If we have our way even you will believe

This is the future of sports-entertainment!

 

WWE get off the air!!!!!!!

 

How far will you go

How low will you stoop

To tranquilize our minds with your main-event style

 

You've turned a once-great business

Into one that calls for healing

Making sure nobody's left to break through that glass ceiling

 

WWE Get off the

WWE Get off the

WWE Get off the air

Get off the air

 

See the latest has-beens from the ten years ago

Take up time to do their act

As they rehash an old plot

There's something I don't like

About a hoss with skinny legs

Another wasted million

From some schmuck who used to care

 

WWE Get off the

WWE Get off the

WWE Get off the air

Get off the air

 

And so it was

Our beloved corporate Vinnie

Claimed he created pro wrestling

Allowing the WWE to sink as low in one year

As WCW did in 9

"It's the brand extension," he says

"It's World Wrestling Entertainment, anything can happen!"

But you've got a lot of nerve

To call yourself a success

When everything you've tried with no wrestling

Has fallen apart.

 

Hollywood soap opera writers

Instead of established bookers

Call all the shots at wrestling companies now

The lowest common denominator rules

 

Forget workrate

Forget well-written angles

The dumbest buy the mostest

That's the name of the game

 

But sales are slumping

And no one will say why

Could it be they put out one too many lousy pay-per-views?!?

 

WWE-Get off the air!

NOW