With friends, and we're playin' a popular shooter now
But there's always some asshole buggerin' up the game
Killin' guys on his team cause he's pissed at a little slowdo-o-o-own
I'd call him Leeroy Jenkins, he's not wo-orth that name
He's that much of a dou-ou-ou-ou-ou-ouche

Mmm, no fun when someone kills alli-ies
Which idiot brought him over?
Was it you, Sta-a-an?
Keeps tellin' us 'bout his boners
When we're ma-akin' plans
Not the life of the party
When most of the time he respawn ca-a-a-a-amps
Simple fact of gami-in':
Always one prick shows up at the LAN

Online, on consoles, he keeps screwin' up each game
We've got signs ev'rywhere sayin' "no teabaggin'", ri-ight
I'm no better, but I bet he can't spell "co-ope-e-era-ate", no-o-o-o
Mission calls for rifles but he's u-usin' knives
Watch that flashbang, you foo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ool

Mmm, that schmuck, that chuck just ma-a-ade us bli-i-ind
This guy never follows orders
Ignores the pla-a-an
Always nicks the rocket launche-e-er
When we nee-eed stealth, man
Also, he's always fartin'
And won't chip in for the pizza ta-a-a-a-ab
Wish he was departin'
And we might have a much better LAN

Always that je-erk
What makes it wo-o-o-orse is that at games he suuu-u-u-uuu-u-u-uuu-u-ucks
Oh, if at the games he was an ace
Then maybe his douchiness we'd tolerate
But as it turns out he blo-o-o-o-o-o-ows

So next time y'all come over
Please don't invi-ite that twa-a-at
Always a sore lose-e-er
So his ass is banned
Absence should make us happy
And we play better when i-in a goo-ood mood, ma-an
No more of him pullin' the plug
When losin' a match
Throw him out if he dares show up
No pricks at this LAN