歌曲 | Pompous Posies! Your Party's No Fun |
歌手 | Busdriver |
专辑 | RoadKillOvercoat |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Busdriver | |
This year I thought I'd do away with celebrity-endorsed barbarism | |
And to keep the people guessing get a bio-diesel engine | |
to cut my carbon emissions | |
Further my career by trading favors with aged ravers | |
You know, use the barter system | |
But I sat on my black ass sucking on sassafras | |
In my apartment bitching | |
Last year you were posing on the hood of a Lamborghini | |
In Gucci glasses and a tan bikini | |
Dating Meg White, eating tiramisu | |
I was rapping at a test site, banned from TV | |
And in therapy too | |
For pulling firearms out of Jell-O molds | |
With a sinister grin the color mellow gold | |
Running from the Southland PD | |
Pompous posies your party's no fun | |
Yeah whooptie-do | |
You can't offset the OG's cardio-sponge | |
Yeah whooptie-do | |
Though you've made millions off us | |
Yeah whooptie-do | |
This year we're getting off our butts | |
Yeah whooptie-do | |
Muther****er | |
Yeah whooptie-do | |
… | |
This year I thought I'd cover you | |
with a thicket of wet unwarranted smooches | |
Rather than entertain sore feelings at board meetings | |
with these corporate mooches | |
Or being run over by un-sober law enforcement douches | |
It's sensible that I'm a randy-romper, | |
a panty-dropper with these whorish pooches | |
Last year I was passing out Green Party leaflets | |
When you're at the chalet on ski-trips | |
Getting neo-cons all peeved and miffed | |
Heaving and choking on beef-bits | |
Cuz I ain't appeasing shit | |
Wearing tutus and a Bluetooth in a Subaru | |
Yeah you too | |
Can get your knees split, bitch | |
Pompous posies your party's no fun | |
Yeah whooptie-do | |
You can't offset the OG's cardio-sponge | |
Yeah whooptie-do | |
Though you've made millions off us | |
Yeah whooptie-do | |
This year we're getting off our butts | |
Yeah whooptie-do | |
Muther****er | |
Yeah whooptie-do | |
Last year they made buoys out of bloated bodies in the Big Easy | |
And nobody liked what the | |
Blowed embodied yet they bit freely | |
Rappers used recording booths | |
like porti-potties being inexplicably cheesy | |
And I'm an out of work hobo | |
at the Mojave with a dripping squeegee | |
This year I'm going to make only one friend | |
This squatter girl at the opium den | |
Checking her viral load, wearing a bridal robe | |
Fresh off her codeine-drug bend | |
Cuz f@#$ them pop divas | |
They need pitch shifters and Brita pitchers | |
full of mixed liquor, I'm a clit piercer | |
Of that bitch nigga that manages you | |
Pompous posies your party's no fun | |
Yeah whooptie-do | |
You can't offset the OG's cardio-sponge | |
Yeah whooptie-do | |
Though you've made millions off us | |
Yeah whooptie-do | |
This year we're getting off our butts | |
Yeah whooptie-do | |
Muther****er | |
Yeah whooptie-do |
zuo ci : Busdriver | |
This year I thought I' d do away with celebrityendorsed barbarism | |
And to keep the people guessing get a biodiesel engine | |
to cut my carbon emissions | |
Further my career by trading favors with aged ravers | |
You know, use the barter system | |
But I sat on my black ass sucking on sassafras | |
In my apartment bitching | |
Last year you were posing on the hood of a Lamborghini | |
In Gucci glasses and a tan bikini | |
Dating Meg White, eating tiramisu | |
I was rapping at a test site, banned from TV | |
And in therapy too | |
For pulling firearms out of JellO molds | |
With a sinister grin the color mellow gold | |
Running from the Southland PD | |
Pompous posies your party' s no fun | |
Yeah whooptiedo | |
You can' t offset the OG' s cardiosponge | |
Yeah whooptiedo | |
Though you' ve made millions off us | |
Yeah whooptiedo | |
This year we' re getting off our butts | |
Yeah whooptiedo | |
Muther er | |
Yeah whooptiedo | |
This year I thought I' d cover you | |
with a thicket of wet unwarranted smooches | |
Rather than entertain sore feelings at board meetings | |
with these corporate mooches | |
Or being run over by unsober law enforcement douches | |
It' s sensible that I' m a randyromper, | |
a pantydropper with these whorish pooches | |
Last year I was passing out Green Party leaflets | |
When you' re at the chalet on skitrips | |
Getting neocons all peeved and miffed | |
Heaving and choking on beefbits | |
Cuz I ain' t appeasing shit | |
Wearing tutus and a Bluetooth in a Subaru | |
Yeah you too | |
Can get your knees split, bitch | |
Pompous posies your party' s no fun | |
Yeah whooptiedo | |
You can' t offset the OG' s cardiosponge | |
Yeah whooptiedo | |
Though you' ve made millions off us | |
Yeah whooptiedo | |
This year we' re getting off our butts | |
Yeah whooptiedo | |
Muther er | |
Yeah whooptiedo | |
Last year they made buoys out of bloated bodies in the Big Easy | |
And nobody liked what the | |
Blowed embodied yet they bit freely | |
Rappers used recording booths | |
like portipotties being inexplicably cheesy | |
And I' m an out of work hobo | |
at the Mojave with a dripping squeegee | |
This year I' m going to make only one friend | |
This squatter girl at the opium den | |
Checking her viral load, wearing a bridal robe | |
Fresh off her codeinedrug bend | |
Cuz f them pop divas | |
They need pitch shifters and Brita pitchers | |
full of mixed liquor, I' m a clit piercer | |
Of that bitch nigga that manages you | |
Pompous posies your party' s no fun | |
Yeah whooptiedo | |
You can' t offset the OG' s cardiosponge | |
Yeah whooptiedo | |
Though you' ve made millions off us | |
Yeah whooptiedo | |
This year we' re getting off our butts | |
Yeah whooptiedo | |
Muther er | |
Yeah whooptiedo |
zuò cí : Busdriver | |
This year I thought I' d do away with celebrityendorsed barbarism | |
And to keep the people guessing get a biodiesel engine | |
to cut my carbon emissions | |
Further my career by trading favors with aged ravers | |
You know, use the barter system | |
But I sat on my black ass sucking on sassafras | |
In my apartment bitching | |
Last year you were posing on the hood of a Lamborghini | |
In Gucci glasses and a tan bikini | |
Dating Meg White, eating tiramisu | |
I was rapping at a test site, banned from TV | |
And in therapy too | |
For pulling firearms out of JellO molds | |
With a sinister grin the color mellow gold | |
Running from the Southland PD | |
Pompous posies your party' s no fun | |
Yeah whooptiedo | |
You can' t offset the OG' s cardiosponge | |
Yeah whooptiedo | |
Though you' ve made millions off us | |
Yeah whooptiedo | |
This year we' re getting off our butts | |
Yeah whooptiedo | |
Muther er | |
Yeah whooptiedo | |
This year I thought I' d cover you | |
with a thicket of wet unwarranted smooches | |
Rather than entertain sore feelings at board meetings | |
with these corporate mooches | |
Or being run over by unsober law enforcement douches | |
It' s sensible that I' m a randyromper, | |
a pantydropper with these whorish pooches | |
Last year I was passing out Green Party leaflets | |
When you' re at the chalet on skitrips | |
Getting neocons all peeved and miffed | |
Heaving and choking on beefbits | |
Cuz I ain' t appeasing shit | |
Wearing tutus and a Bluetooth in a Subaru | |
Yeah you too | |
Can get your knees split, bitch | |
Pompous posies your party' s no fun | |
Yeah whooptiedo | |
You can' t offset the OG' s cardiosponge | |
Yeah whooptiedo | |
Though you' ve made millions off us | |
Yeah whooptiedo | |
This year we' re getting off our butts | |
Yeah whooptiedo | |
Muther er | |
Yeah whooptiedo | |
Last year they made buoys out of bloated bodies in the Big Easy | |
And nobody liked what the | |
Blowed embodied yet they bit freely | |
Rappers used recording booths | |
like portipotties being inexplicably cheesy | |
And I' m an out of work hobo | |
at the Mojave with a dripping squeegee | |
This year I' m going to make only one friend | |
This squatter girl at the opium den | |
Checking her viral load, wearing a bridal robe | |
Fresh off her codeinedrug bend | |
Cuz f them pop divas | |
They need pitch shifters and Brita pitchers | |
full of mixed liquor, I' m a clit piercer | |
Of that bitch nigga that manages you | |
Pompous posies your party' s no fun | |
Yeah whooptiedo | |
You can' t offset the OG' s cardiosponge | |
Yeah whooptiedo | |
Though you' ve made millions off us | |
Yeah whooptiedo | |
This year we' re getting off our butts | |
Yeah whooptiedo | |
Muther er | |
Yeah whooptiedo |