Got our first gig at the local bar,
And it was't payin';
Hauled in beat up amps and cheap guitars;
Plugged 'em in and started playin'.

Testify.

We got tattoos and a rental van,
With my girlfriend's money;
Now she wants it back 'cause she hates the band;
We think that's funny.

You think I'm so cool;
You think I'm soooooo cool!

(Wooooo!)
We're in it for money,
(Wooooo!)
Guitars and tattoos;
(Wooooo!)
You fell for it, honey;
(Wooooo!)
Oh, yeah! Don't you think that's cool?

You bought my CD and a video,
With your daddy's money;
Now you can't afford to make the show;
Don't you find that funny?

You think I'm so cool;
You think I'm soooooo cool!

(Wooooo!)
We're in it for the money,
(Wooooo!)
The pills and the booze;
(Wooooo!)
You fell for it, honey!
(Wooooo!)
Oh, yeah! Don't you think that's cool?

(Instrumental break)

You think I'm so cool;
You think I'm so cool;
You think I'm so cool;
You think I'm soooooo cool!

(Wooooo!)
Put your hands in the air;
(Wooooo!)
You've got to shake your ass, child;
(Wooooo!)
We're only in it for the money;
(Wooooo!)
Hey, baby! Don't you think that's cool?

Hey, baby, Don't you think...
Don't you think that's cool?
The drummer counts to four;
Everything's cool;
He twirls his stick and starts to drool;
If you of you ladies got a things for us,
We'll meet you later at the back of the bus.