"The Return Of The Boyband" lyrics
It's the return of the boy band
Dressed up with a brand new look
It's the return of the lip pout
Ripped straight out a boy band book
It's the return of the boy band
Right here in the USA
Say "Hi" to your new favourite boy band
And we're doin' A-okay
We never Wanted to ever sell our soul to the devil
But we're gonna have to *NSYNC down to your level
Ticket to the States, sold a band for ransom
But we couldn't get a show, 'cause we're not that Hanson
I mean "handsome", All-4-One, Boyz II Men
Take That, it's One Direction
To Hollywood Hills, girls, shake your thing
But we've touched less tits than a purity ring
(It's the return)
First day, couldn't cope with the heat
Mindless Behavior, tryna stand up on my feet
Had a Big Time Rush to the toilet seat
Puked a big time mush as I recorded a beat
Timbaland mixed my beat with one of his farts
Drake did some spittin' on a few of the bars
Now I'm rollin' in expensive cars
Before I knew it, my vomit reached the top of the charts
It's the return of the boy band
Make way for the vocal trills
It's the return of the harmony
Please stop, 'cause you make me ill
It's the return of the boy band
Right here in the USA
Say "Hi" to your new favourite boy band
And we're doin' A-okay
Fifty percent of the new boy bands are Brits
And we've got the crooked teeth to show it
Bundled back home on a plane for free
'Cause we lippy like Angelina Jolie
Fame's a mirage, unlike Entourage
Our future's got more bumps than Nicki Minaj
Our future's had more humps than Jersey Shore cast
We did it all for the Snooki
So you could take that cookie, and stick it up your rectum
If you're miming guitar, then you should use a plectrum
Wanna be something, wanna be someone
But the only plaque you'll be getting's on your teeth, son
I'm not that fond of the A-list clubs
'Cause they got more dicks than Chatroulette does
Fame's a strange thing, you're down and homeless
Then playing Strip Twister with Selena Gomez
It's the return of the boy band
Don't eat, 'cause you can't get fat
It's the return of the dance moves
Say "Hi" to a baseball bat
It's the return of the boy band
Right here in the USA
Say "Hi" to your new favourite boy band
And we're doin' A-okay
I had a vision when I got off the plane
There'd be a driver holding my name (Ash)
Have a limousine packed full of beauty queens
A booby pillow with my head in between
In a hybrid, with an A-list
And I could kiss her on the lips if she insists
And I could play a bass solo on the Hollywood sign
And Obama would be there with an Ashley shrine!
(It's the return of the boy-boy band)
I think I better do somethin' else with my voice in this part of the song
It's the return of the boy band
'Cause it'll sound fucking awesome
It's the return of the dance moves
Hold up, I'm not finished yet
It's the return of the boy band
Right here in the USA
Say "Hi" to your new favourite boy band
And we're doin' A-okay
This is the part, just like every other song ever written
Where we say something that means absolutely nothing
But we've got nothing to say
Dressed up with a brand new look
It's the return of the lip pout
Ripped straight out a boy band book
It's the return of the boy band
Right here in the USA
Say "Hi" to your new favourite boy band
And we're doin' A-okay
We never Wanted to ever sell our soul to the devil
But we're gonna have to *NSYNC down to your level
Ticket to the States, sold a band for ransom
But we couldn't get a show, 'cause we're not that Hanson
I mean "handsome", All-4-One, Boyz II Men
Take That, it's One Direction
To Hollywood Hills, girls, shake your thing
But we've touched less tits than a purity ring
(It's the return)
First day, couldn't cope with the heat
Mindless Behavior, tryna stand up on my feet
Had a Big Time Rush to the toilet seat
Puked a big time mush as I recorded a beat
Timbaland mixed my beat with one of his farts
Drake did some spittin' on a few of the bars
Now I'm rollin' in expensive cars
Before I knew it, my vomit reached the top of the charts
It's the return of the boy band
Make way for the vocal trills
It's the return of the harmony
Please stop, 'cause you make me ill
It's the return of the boy band
Right here in the USA
Say "Hi" to your new favourite boy band
And we're doin' A-okay
Fifty percent of the new boy bands are Brits
And we've got the crooked teeth to show it
Bundled back home on a plane for free
'Cause we lippy like Angelina Jolie
Fame's a mirage, unlike Entourage
Our future's got more bumps than Nicki Minaj
Our future's had more humps than Jersey Shore cast
We did it all for the Snooki
So you could take that cookie, and stick it up your rectum
If you're miming guitar, then you should use a plectrum
Wanna be something, wanna be someone
But the only plaque you'll be getting's on your teeth, son
I'm not that fond of the A-list clubs
'Cause they got more dicks than Chatroulette does
Fame's a strange thing, you're down and homeless
Then playing Strip Twister with Selena Gomez
It's the return of the boy band
Don't eat, 'cause you can't get fat
It's the return of the dance moves
Say "Hi" to a baseball bat
It's the return of the boy band
Right here in the USA
Say "Hi" to your new favourite boy band
And we're doin' A-okay
I had a vision when I got off the plane
There'd be a driver holding my name (Ash)
Have a limousine packed full of beauty queens
A booby pillow with my head in between
In a hybrid, with an A-list
And I could kiss her on the lips if she insists
And I could play a bass solo on the Hollywood sign
And Obama would be there with an Ashley shrine!
(It's the return of the boy-boy band)
I think I better do somethin' else with my voice in this part of the song
It's the return of the boy band
'Cause it'll sound fucking awesome
It's the return of the dance moves
Hold up, I'm not finished yet
It's the return of the boy band
Right here in the USA
Say "Hi" to your new favourite boy band
And we're doin' A-okay
This is the part, just like every other song ever written
Where we say something that means absolutely nothing
But we've got nothing to say
Thanks to anna for adding these lyrics.
Writer(s): Stefan Abingdon
