歌曲 | Space Ho's |
歌手 | Danger Doom |
专辑 | The Mouse and the Mask |
作曲 : Burton, Dumile | |
(Space Ghost) | |
I don't believe this! | |
I get rid of those two evil maniacs who try to ruin my show | |
And I get two evil GUESTS who are trying to ruin my show | |
(Zorak) | |
FEH! | |
Just who came up with the stupid idea | |
of giving Space Ghost a talk show in the first place? | |
(MF Doom) | |
How they gave his own show to Tad Ghostal | |
Any given second he could go mad postal | |
Stay wavin that power band space cannon | |
And have the nerve to jump in the face, of Race Bannon | |
Punked out; luckily he deaded it | |
And guess who's the schmuck whose credited with editing it? | |
Your man Moltar, the cop out | |
Ain't have no other career choice, he dropped out | |
Since when the Way-Outs included Zorak | |
Way back he used to rub his thorax in Borax | |
{*Zorak laughs*} I'm not the one that sold him to it | |
If he won't admit it, I'm not gonna hold him to it | |
It's all love and no hate though | |
For all that, the Villain need to get his own late show | |
Do a monologue and jest with the guests | |
Madlib, switch the beat and walk him to the desk | |
With Danger holding down the control room | |
Late again returning from commercial - I told you Doom! | |
Early, he's on B.P.T. | |
Catch him on public access free TV | |
And we're back, live on the air with Brak {"Hey!"} | |
So Brak, how your man got a show that's so whack? {"What?"} | |
Have you ever thought to work with Err and Ignignokt an' them? | |
{*Err laughs*} And do you got enough oxygen from this toxic phlegm? | |
Another sec', his neck woulda got flames | |
Mouse switched the screen to some hot dames | |
Tonight's audience will receive miscreant video games | |
And fifteen seconds of fame - pitiful lames! | |
It's just a shame; I'm zonin | |
Competin for the same prime time slot as Conan | |
No dummy, Ichigawa | |
Announcement free lunch to any stunt who lets me plow her | |
in the shower for an hour, the kids 'sposed to be asleep | |
Or else to join it sound like Road Runner - BEEP BEEP! | |
Later this week - Big Ben Klingon | |
After him there's no one else we could afford to bring on | |
... Keep it ghetto | |
And let 'em know, B.Y.O.B. from the get go | |
(*ahem*) I'd like to propose a toast | |
To the grossest host, Space Ho's Coast to Coast | |
That destructo ray's a played out gag | |
And the cape and the pants suit, lookin like a straight out... | |
Dag! Don't mean to sound crunchy | |
Hit a honey from the back and crumpled up her scrunchie | |
A light snack, hungry munchie | |
Felt a funny hunch that she told him donkey punch me | |
Tomorrow it's Father Guido Sarducci | |
Father MC, and Charo "Coochie Coochie" | |
With her new best seller, "Who You Call a Hoochie?" | |
A proud sponsor of the snoochie boochie noochies | |
Look Leela eyeball to eyeballs | |
And find out how to get inside them sugar pie walls | |
Our next guest a real cutey specimen | |
And she's startin to get a little booty, Miss Judy Jetson | |
So Judy; boxers, briefs or fig leaf? | |
As you know I wear my boxers so my big... | |
Cue the rapper tell him bring what little he got | |
Up against the Villy, it's really not diddly-squat | |
Until they head hurts - when it come to wreck | |
Crews is like them dudes in red shirts off Star Trek | |
He Kirk, he Spock, he McCoy | |
Been b-boy, since you jerks first squeezed toys | |
Born to be the host with the most | |
When it's on it's on, Space Ho's Coast to Coast | |
(Space Ghost) | |
You think I'm just gonna hand over my show to you Doom? | |
Have you lost your {fucking} mind? | |
Listen; I'm not gonna hand my show over to you | |
You know why? Because, it's my show | |
Mine, not yours - Space Ghost | |
It ain't "Doom Coast to Coast" | |
Yeah, yeah sure, here are the keys to the show | |
Why don't you drive for a while? | |
Yeah America's cravin some Doom, here you go |
zuò qǔ : Burton, Dumile | |
Space Ghost | |
I don' t believe this! | |
I get rid of those two evil maniacs who try to ruin my show | |
And I get two evil GUESTS who are trying to ruin my show | |
Zorak | |
FEH! | |
Just who came up with the stupid idea | |
of giving Space Ghost a talk show in the first place? | |
MF Doom | |
How they gave his own show to Tad Ghostal | |
Any given second he could go mad postal | |
Stay wavin that power band space cannon | |
And have the nerve to jump in the face, of Race Bannon | |
Punked out luckily he deaded it | |
And guess who' s the schmuck whose credited with editing it? | |
Your man Moltar, the cop out | |
Ain' t have no other career choice, he dropped out | |
Since when the WayOuts included Zorak | |
Way back he used to rub his thorax in Borax | |
Zorak laughs I' m not the one that sold him to it | |
If he won' t admit it, I' m not gonna hold him to it | |
It' s all love and no hate though | |
For all that, the Villain need to get his own late show | |
Do a monologue and jest with the guests | |
Madlib, switch the beat and walk him to the desk | |
With Danger holding down the control room | |
Late again returning from commercial I told you Doom! | |
Early, he' s on B. P. T. | |
Catch him on public access free TV | |
And we' re back, live on the air with Brak " Hey!" | |
So Brak, how your man got a show that' s so whack? " What?" | |
Have you ever thought to work with Err and Ignignokt an' them? | |
Err laughs And do you got enough oxygen from this toxic phlegm? | |
Another sec', his neck woulda got flames | |
Mouse switched the screen to some hot dames | |
Tonight' s audience will receive miscreant video games | |
And fifteen seconds of fame pitiful lames! | |
It' s just a shame I' m zonin | |
Competin for the same prime time slot as Conan | |
No dummy, Ichigawa | |
Announcement free lunch to any stunt who lets me plow her | |
in the shower for an hour, the kids ' sposed to be asleep | |
Or else to join it sound like Road Runner BEEP BEEP! | |
Later this week Big Ben Klingon | |
After him there' s no one else we could afford to bring on | |
... Keep it ghetto | |
And let ' em know, B. Y. O. B. from the get go | |
ahem I' d like to propose a toast | |
To the grossest host, Space Ho' s Coast to Coast | |
That destructo ray' s a played out gag | |
And the cape and the pants suit, lookin like a straight out... | |
Dag! Don' t mean to sound crunchy | |
Hit a honey from the back and crumpled up her scrunchie | |
A light snack, hungry munchie | |
Felt a funny hunch that she told him donkey punch me | |
Tomorrow it' s Father Guido Sarducci | |
Father MC, and Charo " Coochie Coochie" | |
With her new best seller, " Who You Call a Hoochie?" | |
A proud sponsor of the snoochie boochie noochies | |
Look Leela eyeball to eyeballs | |
And find out how to get inside them sugar pie walls | |
Our next guest a real cutey specimen | |
And she' s startin to get a little booty, Miss Judy Jetson | |
So Judy boxers, briefs or fig leaf? | |
As you know I wear my boxers so my big... | |
Cue the rapper tell him bring what little he got | |
Up against the Villy, it' s really not diddlysquat | |
Until they head hurts when it come to wreck | |
Crews is like them dudes in red shirts off Star Trek | |
He Kirk, he Spock, he McCoy | |
Been bboy, since you jerks first squeezed toys | |
Born to be the host with the most | |
When it' s on it' s on, Space Ho' s Coast to Coast | |
Space Ghost | |
You think I' m just gonna hand over my show to you Doom? | |
Have you lost your fucking mind? | |
Listen I' m not gonna hand my show over to you | |
You know why? Because, it' s my show | |
Mine, not yours Space Ghost | |
It ain' t " Doom Coast to Coast" | |
Yeah, yeah sure, here are the keys to the show | |
Why don' t you drive for a while? | |
Yeah America' s cravin some Doom, here you go |