Sam Rivers wrote this guitar parts as well as the bass on this song and Lonely World. R.I.P. Sam Rivers. Your bass and your presence will be severely missed.

2023 : still goosebump. What a piece of art !

This track is kind of underrated. Sounds so fresh in 2019!

It's amazing how people now love this song but at that time this record was hated ... and it's really annoying because only the real fans have enjoyed that album since its release

One of the most beautiful song of all time

2022 is ending but the magic of this music is still alive.

People who talk smack about this album are no avid music listeners. Some of Limp Bizkits best music is on Rests May Vary. Yes, even without the infamous Wes. I like RMV more than I like Chocolate Starfish, Still Sucks, and maybe even more than Significant Other.

3:20 sounds so awesome, you can really hear the guitar work without the vocals there, amazing song with or without. Thanks for posting this!

Love this instrumental!  Sounds like the soundtrack of a 1980‘s arcade video game.  It flashes me back to the 80‘s for some reason.

First listen in this xmas day, driving all alone returning to home with the sun behind..  pure magic! I love this band and this song, forever.

This man's guitar is completely his own. It's almost like worship music the way he plays.

Fuck this is so crisp for an instrumental. 10/10

THE BIZKIT GROOVE! Best track to blast your car stereo!

The music has never been a problem. It is the public image mostly attached to Fred Douche and the cringey lyrics. Without that, you have a tight band.

This is one of my favorite LB songs. Every time I listen to this song, I'm always air drumming starting at 3:38. That snare combo, then I'm symbol crashing throughout the chorus.

Came back for this after an year . Still a legendary instrumental.

3:20
Eargasm.

This track simply doesn't need vocals to be brilliant.
Including vocals to it on the album version was not necessary. It could have easily made the album as it was.

Would work as a boss theme for an early 2000s side-scrolling beat-them-up game.

Lyrics

Hey kid, who you lookin' at?
Why you standin' all up in my face like that?
You ain't never seen a baseball bat?
A maniac knockin' on your babeball cap
You better step about ten paces back
Or you'll be layin' where your shoe laces at
Go do what your momma told you
And don't be actin' like a punk, thinkin' your a soldier
I see you got a cell phone, I got a number you can dial son, make it 911
Tell 'em stop at hef's house on the way kid
Pick up some playmates but only if they naked
Don't know how you do in your city
But 'round here we gettin' down to the nitty gritty
And I hate to put you out like that
But you've been burnin' like a fire with a mouth like that

Take me back to yesterday
Rollin' dice and getting laid
Everything was a.o.k. oh
But now and then a cloud rolls in
Rains on my parade and then
Talkin' this and that again, oh

Let's break it down for a minute
And roll it on up in third gear for a minute
I got the 21's bumpin' on my benz, and
I got girlies in the back seat rubbin' on my friends, and
I don't really give a fuck about
What these player hatin' pussies give a fuck about
'Cause I'm a night ranger, never been a stranger
My two-way pager is lookin' for some danger
Zoolander, hit you with the magnum
Everybody get your groove on if you have one
And if you ain't got it then admit it:
It's limpbizkit, time for you to get it
All around the world and this 45 prevost
Everywhere we go we watch it on the tivo
And now you're layin' in the bed you made
Drinkin' hatorade, think about it

Take me back to yesterday
Rollin' dice and getting laid
Everything was a.o.k. oh...
But now and then a cloud rolls in
Rains on my parade and then
Talkin' this and that again, go

Leave, thinkin' that you're all that, and then some
I've got news for you (all radio is dead)
So you're thinkin' that you're all that, and then some?
Man, I got news for you (all radio is dead)

Let me guess, you ain't that impressed
Mister, hale - tosis of the breath
Livin' lifestyles of the wish-you-would
From the back isles of the thrifty-good
See I, I got room to talk, kid
I been layin' this track since north cackilack
And the very first day that you fell out the sack
I was in some fat laces, spinnin' on my back
Let me think, let me roll, let me ride
Let me put some funk in the trunk, triple 5
And a memory that can easy your pain
Like a melody from kurt cobain
'Cause ya', never know when it's all gonna end
And ya', never know when you'll call on a friend
So you better take a step to prepare yourself
'Cause the way you're livin' now, ain't good for your health

Thinkin' that you're all that, and then some
I've got news for you (all radio is dead)
So you're thinkin' that you're all that, and then some?
Man, I got news for you (all radio is dead)
Thinkin' that you're all that, and then some
I've got news for you (all radio is dead)
So you're thinkin' that you're all that, and then some?
Man, I got news for you (all radio is dead)