Geezer, first of all it gives me a fucking headache When idiots like you come knocking on my fucking door Telling me to turn my fucking noise down This ain’t noise mate, this is fucking Showtek (Oh no it’s Showtek again) My favourite fucking music And secondly that daughter of yours, who’s very hot Just happens to be coming out with me for the weekend So fuck you!
So it’s that same old shit again If it ain’t my neighbours complaining about my kicking bass It’s the fucking media telling me my music is attracting the worst kinds Highlighting the drug use and aggressive sounds These cunts just don’t know nothing about clubbing the late-night raves So let me tell you this, motherfuckers Not everybody listens to Mr. Williams (let me...) When my generation parties, we do it 25.000 strong So people can say what they want, but this is all real And you know this is true So just let me listen to my music, and fuck you!
You know what, I’m sick of all the haters always having a reason to complain about this music and the way I live my fucking life I can’t believe these suck-ups from the authorities Telling me that my nightlife is to be cut short Closing clubs at three instead of five, six and seven Not even considering my afterparty on a Sunday fucking morning Ha, I’m gonna get mashed up before the sun goes down I’m gonna get drunk too quick in the pub And I’m gonna pop pills in the lines to the club Don’t try to fucking understand me, just let me escape from reality Ain’t nobody telling me what to do or what not to do This is my life, this is my music, so fuck you!