Look at my face, so sweet and pure
They let me sing even thought I have a stu-u-uter
We´re hanging tought, we punch the air
Cause like the honeybadger, we don´t fucking care

This song was made by a gay computer
We all sing high cause we´re neutered

Baby we make real bands go home and slit their wrist
We are the seventh sign of the apocalypse
We running now cause we don´t know what water is
You don´t know, oh oh
You don´t know we´re terrible
You thought that boy bands were deads, and gone
But just like cancer and aids we´re still going and strong
Ten million tweets girls and old perverts can´t be wrong
Let´s all point and run
Pointing at stuff is such fun, point point
We don´t know we´re almost done

What´s going on?
I see your thong
Girl, did you know that I´ve got the same on
We´re on the beach, doing a sport
We didn´t bring any beach stuff not even shorts

Here comes a girl who was paid to be here
Let´s all split one luke war beer

Me and my four friends all want you so desperately
Now that I say that out loud it sounds quite creepy
Come back here, you´re not in danger of pregnancy
Cause we don´t konw, oh oh
We don´t what boners are

Now let´s do the nana part

This is the part where we na na na na
Every hit song needs a na na na na
You´ll wake up at night screaming na na na na
My grandmother´s nickname is Nana

And now I´ll point at the place where you make babies
I want somebody to grow old and point with me
I like the fact that we wear the same size Capri´s
I don´t know, oh oh
I don´t know that I´m gay yet

Someday he´ll come out of the closet
In five years I will O.D. on heroin
One of will be the Justin I think it´s me
I don´t think, so bro, I will be the Justin one
Oh no, you will be the fat Fatone
Fuck you
I will be in musicals