[Spoken]

Hey! We're waiting for this bastard

Everybody say, "Larry, you're a bastard."

[Verse 1]

Through the door, it slithers in, accompanied by its peers

Always groveling for attention while no one really hears

In its mind, it's full of wit and quite the social king

It plants itself among the rest to give the deadly sting

[Chorus]

It's just a matter of opinion

It's just a matter of opinion

It's just a matter of opinion

[Verse 2]

Further now there's a man of taste, of talent and precision

To work and strive at his art form has been his life's decision

The stage is set. the perfect show is put before the mass

Only to be ridiculed by some slimy, pompous--

[Chorus]

It's just a matter of opinion

It's just a matter of opinion

Yeah

[Outro]

It's just a matter of opinion