No Rest For the Wicked (Use Your Fingers 1995)

Текст песни Bloodhound Gang - No Rest For the Wicked (Use Your Fingers 1995)

I get bombed much like Pearl Harbor
The price is white right and I'm Bob Barker
This is your brain on drugs
This is your brain on Jackie Onassis
All you crotch goblins can kiss our asses
Yessirree Bob like corn on the cob
I'm all buttered up ready to hobnob
Daddy is a Kraut you're Nazi-occupied France
I'm gonna rise to the occasion inside my pants
So yo ass yeah you I wanna Fraggle Rock your girlie
Comin' around the party comin' around like Mr. Furley
I'm Mr. Furley you're Jack Tripper
You're dumb ass Gilligan and I'm the Skipper
Tiptoe through my tulips and come and frolic
'Cause my name is Betty Ford and she's an alcoholic
So here I am rock me like a hurricane
Not a Scorpion but my sting will bring your dame a lot of pain
And Daddy's gonna tell ya I'm as cool as Jack the Ripper
Somewhat of a cutthroat but still a big tipper
As I tickle you pink I bet my fingers start to stink
I'm what's missin' from your life and you're the missing link
It doesn't matter how you win or lose it's how you lick it
No rest for the wicked

Get down, drink it up, bring it on, take it off
Get down, drink it up, bring it on, take it off
Get down, drink it up, bring it on, take it off
Get down, drink it up, bring it on, take it off
Get down, drink it up, bring it on, take it off
Get down, drink it up, bring it on, take it off
Get down, drink it up, bring it on, take it off
Get down, drink it up, bring it on, take it off
Flips it up in the air like my name was Bob Barker
I always kicks it cold so I gotta wear my parka
I'm leavin' down my marker I'm stalkin' like a stalker
Usin' the force like my name was Luke Skywalker
Left hand's on the wheel and the right one on the bottle
One foot in the grave and the other on the throttle
I'm floatin' through your atmosphere like the comet Haley
As freaky as a freak show call me Barnum and Bailey
So yo ho my Cheerio here I'm comin' around the bend
Don't try to shake my hand I'm not your fuckin' friend
Body slam ya to the ground like I was Captain Lou Albano
Hit ya in the balls 'til you're singin' soprano
Slide to the dance floor groove 'til you get sore
Listen to the tiger's roar I'll pump you like a seesaw
I'm a tattooed demon do you catch my meanin'
Think that you're dreamin' but soon you'll be screamin'
I got more senseless violence than a Thrilla In Manila
Like my hero Gacy I'm a stone cold killer
I got my moves from Thriller I'm Fish you're Barney Miller
I'm spreadin' out the carnage like Mecha-Godzilla
Like Jimmy Pop says he's as cool as Jack the Ripper
So take off your panties and kick off your slippers
Do as I say and I will be a big tipper
More smooth moves than my man Jack Tripper

Get down, drink it up, bring it on, take it off
Get down, drink it up, bring it on, take it off
Get down, drink it up, bring it on, take it off
Get down, drink it up, bring it on, take it off
Get down, drink it up, bring it on, take it off
Get down, drink it up, bring it on, take it off
Get down, drink it up, bring it on, take it off
Get down, drink it up, bring it on, take it off
Get down, drink it up, bring it on, take it off
Get down, drink it up, bring it on, take it off