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So, you think you're kung fu's pretty good, eh?
I want to fight your brother
Him, against me
Let's kung fu!!
The smoke is clearing you can see
Peter and paul stanley
Kareem and bruce they've made a truce
While ace and gene took pcp
A flying kick right through the air
His foot got stuck in peter's hair
Ace and gene took on kareem
But slipped and fell in afro sheen
Then bruce yelled out "oh boy"
I think he meant "la choy"
Kareem and bruce don't miss when throwing stars at kiss
Gene now has a shorter tongue
They should have used their love gun
Gene and ace escaped today
They'll live to fight another day
Oh, oh my god
Ancient chinese secret sent by buddha
Blah...
Bruce and kareem out shooting baskets for two points

Digging graves in my living room
Red roses in full bloom
A hanging lamp floats down the hall

I believe in ghosts
Though ghosts i never see
Ghosts are in my house
They're making fun of me
I can't wake up
From this nightmare

Slamming doors when i try to sleep
See me scared the more they reap
Breaking out of closets in my halls

Now the time is here
Toilet talk is what is near
In an outhouse outside my pad
My sense of smell makes me see red
My dog takes a drink
From the toilet which makes us think
Toilet!!
Pizza dinner i went out
20 beers scream and shout
Now the moment of truth comes in
I'll fill that dog from the other end
I hope that someday i will find
A giant toilet of this kind
It's drained with tile and coping and
Free alva decks for my whole band
Skate this thing till the break of dawn
While corky and tyler pack my bong
What's the deal you say it's gay
While chicks and jocks they think it's lame

Time: it's always there but not on my side
Time: it ticks and ticks as my life passes
Time: it's time to go to work and go to school
I see a fucking problem here
Get up get dressed my friends it's time to go to work
Fuck that, ha ha
I think i'll stay in bed instead
Work: oh boy it's fun to sweat
Work: is it fucking lunch time yet?
Work: i'm sorry boss my car won't start
I see a fucking problem here

Drive drive drive
Fast fast fast
Crash crash crash
Die

See you in church
And i see you in school
You say that you live
By that golden rule
But look again
It's all a lie
You're a hypocrite
And i don't know why
Your life's filled
With distortion and lies
See you at a party
Don't know what to say
When i catch you in a lie
You just turn your head away
But take a look around
You've got none to fool
Because non of us around
Live by mother's golden rule
Take a look around
Not a fucking sound
Eyes stare at you
What you gonna do?
You live a life of lies
The truth to you is no surprise
You say it's on the way
But now you fuckin pay

I'm a chick with no tits i'm a mess
Always been so fond of you do you like the way i dress?
Look like hell all 7 days
Got no tits that's why i say
My parents are so rich
That's why i'm such a bitch
Boy's underwear makes me feel like i'm punk
Sixteen years i've had two beers of life
Sixteen years i've had two beers and i know i'm out of line
See you at the gig i'll be pickin' my ass and nose
Pick, pick, pick, make everyone sick, see my attitude sure shows.

Okay, here's the story about my mom and dad
One was white
One was black
I bet you think you're glad
I'm a half breed, my skin is fair yet tan
I don't know what the hell i'm on
So 1, 2...1, 2, 3 slam!!!
Kinky hair when i wake up
Straight when i go to bed
My dad speaks jive talk to me, don't know what he just said
My mother she's a honkey
My dad's kentucky fried
I don't know what the hell i'm on
So 1, 2...1, 2, 3 slam!!!
Back at home it's black eyed peas with a pot roast on the side
It's hot dogs on friday nights
The chicken's country fried
My dad says "yo boy pass the peas!"
My mom says pass the squash
I need something to ease the pain
So i'll go downtown and get some downers
Whoa, man, i'm a little bit slow
But i've got to get up somehow
Got no money
Just a good idea
Let me tell you how
I'll steal my parents credit cards
Oh yes i'll rip them off
I'll go downtown to where dad works
And get myself some cocaine
Now i'm high, and i'm not shy
I'll get it off my chest
My mom is white, she thinks she's right
She thinks that she's the best
My dad is just a negro, he's not one to play golf
I don't know what the hell i am
So 1, 2...1, 2, 3 slam!!!

Blame it on la lanne
When something goes wrong
That sweatsuited scapegoat
For the exercising bomb he's our man
My lawn turned yellow
My goldfish died
I squirted some ben-gay
Right in my eye
He's the fucking cause
That sweatsuited scapegoat
With the atomic sock
When he exercises me
I know he doesn't shower
When i see him beatin' meat
He makes me want to shower

You're under my skin like needles and pins
You really start to bug me but there is no end
You're a bad bad drug like the one you're hooked on
Trying to addict me but something's gone wrong
You're under my skin like needles and pins
You're a pea-brained monkey that souldn't have
A name you want to be a psycho want to
Cause some pain why don't you want me?
Cause i don't want you why do you hang
Around when i don't like you're under
My skin like needles and pins
Through my skin - in my veins
From my arm - into my brain
You cause my nightmares - but cause no pain
It's only because - i know your game