[Chorus]
Start wrekkin'
Across the universe
We are the Beastie Boy-o's
Our records are the worst
Start wrekkin'
Across the universe
We're makin' lots of money, man
Screaming like it hurts

It's trash (Man)
But nobody knows it
Nobody knows it, nobody knows it
It's garbage
But somebody buys it
Somebody buys it, man

We cannot sing, so we just shout
[?] baseball caps, and walk about
Shout and swear in every song
And [?] all day long

[Chorus]
Start wrekkin'
Across the universe
We are the Beastie Boy-o's
Our records are the worst
Start wrekkin'
Across the universe
We're makin' lots of money, man
Screaming like it hurts
We're worse than teen [?] young and brutes
And we don't care
What's your excuse?
[?] "Man, we're worse than everyone"
We're so bad we're number one

[Chorus]
Start wrekkin'
We are the Beastie Boy-o's
Start wrekkin'
Across the universe
This record's getting worse

We're nasty, vicious, mean and bad
We talk back to Mom and Dad
We stay up late, don't clean our teeth
We use our sleeves, not handkerchiefs
Don't drink my milk, don't make my bed
(That's nothin', man)
Don't comb my hair
(That does it, man!)
(Oh yeah!?)
(Says who?)
(Say that again!)
(I'll punch your face!)
(Oh yeah?)
(Ow! - Watch it!)
You cannot be serious!
You cannot be serious! [echoes]
It's garbage!