Get out of my way I'm coming your way And I'm more important Don't let your mouth write a check you can't cash 'Cause your body can't afford it Don't you know who I am? You'd better give a damn I'm with the band, man. Bask in my glory And tell me a story Of how great you think I am You'd better make room for me I'm coming through with my ego "Man your band is really rad" "Yeah, I know" My ego puts you down My ego pumps me up My ego tells me why I am so great ... And why you s**. Workin' the door I've got status galore And a heavy flashlight Don't give me no sh** Cause I'll bust your lip And the clubs on my side. You paid for music But you might leave with bruises For dancing at all You must be a s**er If you paid to get in To see 30FeetTall You'd better make room for me I'm coming through with my maglite "Sure, I'll let you meet the band" "If you're cool" My ego lets you down My ego pumps me up My ego tells me why I am so great ... And why you s**