I sucked alot of cock to get where I am
I only wanna be the best that I can
My mouth is stained, I can't complain
Just keep on rinsing out again and again
Wooooaahh, Woah Woah Yeahhh
Woah Woah Yeahhhh
Wooooaahh, Woah Woah Yeahhh
Woah Yeahhhh
Take a look at me
Tell me what do you see?
I've got all I want
I'm on top of the heap
How they suck up to me
I sucked more cock
You can get what you need
Just get down on your knees
You sucked alot of cock to get where you are
Your smile is stretchin' but your gonna go far
Your life is pain, you can't complain
Just keep on rinsing out again and again
I know, I know
I sucked alot of cock to get where I am
I know, I know
I only wanna be the best that I can
I know, I know
I sucked alot of cock to get where I am
I know, I know
I only wanna be the best that I can
I know, I know
I know, I know
I know, I know
I know, I know
I know, I know
I know, I know
Happiness is a Kong Foo Sing
With good fortune that it brings
So quit your moping and crack one open
Smiles abound, the cookie has spoken
Ah, the Kong Foo Sing
Yeah, the Kong Foo Sing
Ah, the Kong Foo Sing..
It's the king
The Kong Foo Sing is a holy scripture
I heard the word, I got the picture
Ancient wisdom in a crunchy treat
The place with the faith, and the flavour for me
Tasty biscuit, I had to take it
Never did I ever feel so uplifted
I once was stuffed, but now I rock the stack
When I was young, I got the Foo Sing contract
Ah, the Kong Foo Sing
Yeah, the Kong Foo Sing
Ah, the Kong Foo Sing..
It's the king
Kong Foo Sing, confusing, no!
Don't you see how to be getting with the flow
Their know to be shown within the wrapping of the dough
Crack them by the stack and then you won't be feeling low!
If I were the third world,
my ass'd be numb from the fucking
Could I get a word in before you slide the fucking turd in?
Taken all the G7 dick I can handle,
time to go down and bite off the roman candle
Thanks for the aid, now I pay you back triple
Business as usual, gang rape a cripple
You got the GATT in the small of my back
So you wanna tell me where your conscience is at?
Thanks for the aid, you Traders enslave
Thanks for the aid, you Traders enslave
Jesus, God, fuck it, got to make a profit
Pop it in the coffin marked Structural Adjustment
Check out the scenery, high yeilding greenery
Can't feed the kids but would you like a cup of coffee
Chemical intravene, fat plantation
Where'd you get the shit? Oh, I buy it from Satan
Just round the corner, service with a smile
His first name's Car his last name's gill
Thanks for the aid, you Traders enslave
Thanks for the aid, you Traders enslave
Thanks for the aid, you Traders enslave
Thanks for the aid, you Traders enslave
(sample of a guy)
Another sick pauper, ha, I don't want to bore you
You've got me by the balls so of course I abhor you
Well I just work here but I can sympathise
You fuck with the world bank they cut you down to size
I.M.F. are Insane Mother Fuckers
The pushers come to shove us with the shit from above us
Bad Karma, no drama.
But just try fuck with the Indian Farmers
The Traders Enslave. Dig them a grave.
The Traders Enslave. Dig them a grave.
The Traders Enslave. Dig them a grave.
The Traders Enslave. Dig them a grave.
Hey, I know what, I know this one really well
This would be different from anything
we've ever done before on stage!
If I could calculate a score of unbelievable acts
Stand on my head, juggle three alleycats
Take out King-Kong and still feel strong, baby
Unleash voodoo with the use of a chicken
Bat feet, frogs tongue, not take a licken'
Walk in the rain, plugged into a toaster
I get a charge still feel the mosta
Take out the mummy, the wereworlf and dog man
Save a drowning princess from the toxic avenger's plan
Head on with Godzilla, not flinch a muscle
Outwit Captain Kirk without the slightest of hassle
Drown a fish, or maybe, push a bird off a cliff
Say no to the go-go, but then toke on a fat spliff
Grow an extra arm comin' outta my forehead
Back from the grave I walk with the undead!
I couldn't do it
Could you do it?
I couldn't do it
Could you do it?
I could nurture a flower, grow into a trifid
Spit lethal poison, leave your body feelin' rigid
Talk to Satan, I'd talk to God
Standin' in the flesh with my hand on my big...
I couldn't do it
Could you do it?
I couldn't do it
Could you do it?
I couldn't do it?
You do it
If I could calculate a score of unbelievable acts
Stand on my head, juggle three alleycats
Take out King-Kong and still feel strong, baby
Unleash voodoo with the use of a chicken
Bat feet, frogs tongue, not take a licken'
Walk in the rain, plugged into a toaster
I get a charge still feel the mosta
Take out the mummy, the wereworlf and then the dog man
Save a drowning princess from the toxic avenger's plan
Head on with Godzilla, not flinch a muscle
Outwit Captain Kirk without the slightest of hassle
Drown a fish, or maybe, push a bird off a cliff
Say no to the go-go, but then toke on a fat spliff
Grow an extra arm comin' outta my forehead
Back from the grave take a walk with the undead!
I couldn't do it
Could you do it?
I couldn't do it
Could you do it?
I couldn't do it?
I sit and wait until that moment arives
I'm so excited that I tingle inside
She picks me up in that long white car
We go a-camping and we count all the stars
She drives a Cammy and it wired for sound
It purrs so sweetly when she puts her foot down
Out to the country where the air is fresh
Just to be with her is just what I like best
I see her pale skin shine in the sun
She's got her 15+ sunblocker on
I can tell you that our love will be strong
After the boys of noise have gone
We're always planning about running away
So we can be together every day
When she's not here I don't know how I survive
I hurt myself 'coz I forget I'm alive
We run and hide from all the other boys
And sit in parks with educational toys
We sit and sip hot water and milk
And talk about how all the blood got spilt
We like to lie in bed and watch the T.V.
And gasp in awe at Miffy's Simplicity
And when the rest is all said and done
I'll feel so good 'coz she's my geek love
We're always planning about running away
So we can be together every day
When she's not here I don't know how I survive
I hurt myself 'coz I forget I'm alive
We're always planning about running away
So we can be together every day
One day you know that all my dreams will come true
And I'll be rockin' in porch rockers with you
Social disaster, sad young bastard
Used to feel alone 'coz I didn't get plastered
But I'm past it though I still ask it:
How long is this shit gonna last?
Doesn't get me down like it used to
'Coz now I'm used to hangin' with a drugged crew
A select fucked few, that I speak shit to
When I'm in the mood to mingle at the venue
Gotta get fucked up, just to get the guts up
Reality shuts up, so you can throw your butts up
I'll be the poor straight fucker in the corner
Chewin' on his tongue in this cigarette sauna
Nothin' but a Social Disaster
Damn, I feel I should be drinkin'
This is not the place to be thinkin'
I'm ready for the music coz it sounds wicked
Lyric plus melody but I can't pick it
Ringin' in the ear pain, getting beligerant
Smellin' like a beer stain smoking a cigarette
Havin' a good time is giving me illness
Think I'll head outside and soak up some stillness
Not that I'm jaded, just unrelated to this inebriated,
Ego-inflated, culture that you love, don't ya?
Well don't ya? huh?
I'm a tall poppy so you'd better lop me
Hold me like a baby then you go and drop me
You say I sound like this. I sound like that
I sound like a winner at the drop of a hat
Sorry I'm generic, just grin and bear it
Spend if you can spare it, strap it on and wear it
Purchase a credo that doesn't hafta last it
Supplement your ego with this piece of plastic
Ethical crisis? Here's good advice
Sell your sorry soul and get a nice price for it
Now that it's done, let's have some fun
That's the priority. A number one
Music is Sport come gather round the court
Come sweat and scream for your favourite team
As you chear and down a beer
You think they lookin like they could be back in form this year
They're sportin' all the name gear
They got the shoulder smackin' corporate backin'
Lights are blaring things are happenin'
You see the media sacarine glistenin' on their tongues
They'll be climbin' up the rungs to the industry echelons
Keep it goin' on 'cause they didn't hafta come ta play the game ta win
Pros like them know losin' is a sin
And when it comes down to handling their balls these boys give their all
With hand to eye, down the line, super fine control
Backhand, Forehand, Underhand, Power plays
They be leavin all the opposition in a stunned daze
Fast, man, they leave the rest behind
You'll find they always have the last laugh
As the crowd roars:
Music is Sport
Music is Sport
The Fests are the Tests, they're like the musical olympics
They're like the Grand Final meets, without the seats
It's band versus band in an action packed day of not stop play
Oh, where's the fuckin' pay off
One gets the mic, one makes the pass, one executes the play
Time for a Mexican Wave
Crowd goes wild for racket skills
I teach lessons in regression, but I sure don't pay the bills
What the hell we hitting for? Record companies keepin' score
Trying to get those shiny, plaqued trophies for the office wall
Pumpin' out the hits to feed the media blitz
Now watch the swollen champs blow the champers on Bikini clad tits
Busted through a banner backstage, Hi five and then we pray to God;
Before we play to the throbbing mod
So if your ever on the sideline, or sweating on the court
Just remember my friend:
Music is Sport
Music is Sport
Music is Sport
Music is Sport
Instrumental. No words.
Imagine you and your partner
Sailing on the seas
You could sail for 10 days straight
South Pacific breeze
...oh!
Put it off Maņana, Let's go today
Put it off Maņana, Let's go today
My thought is a seed, that grows into me
And my fear is a cane, I lean on when I'm sane
but...
Put it off Maņana, Let's go today
Put it off Maņana, Let's go today
I've sown my mouth shut, so I can't talk to you
I paint a picture to send to you...
I think you'll get it tomorrow
I hope you like it
He beats you black and blue
He loves you black and blue
He leaves you black and blue
So what you gonna do?
You think he still loves you
You think you're gettin' through
You think it's all worth it
He's just a criminal
He's insane..
He needs help but he's just too stubborn
You need help but you can't get nothing
So when they come with the bag for your body
So sad, too bad, everybody's sorry
You keep your mouth closed, fade and die
Take control of your life and survive
I'll tell you now, You gotta get out
You gotta get out and to get out you gotta
SHUTUP!!
He's insane..
You deserve better than that, You deserve better than that
You deserve better than that, You deserve better than that
You deserve better than that, You deserve better than that
You deserve better than that, You deserve better than that
You deserve better than that, You deserve better than that
You deserve better than that, You deserve better than that
You deserve better than that, You deserve better than that
You deserve better than that, You deserve better than that
You deserve better than that, You deserve better than that
You deserve better than that, You deserve better than that
You deserve better than that, You deserve better than that
You deserve better than that, You deserve better than that
You deserve better than that, You deserve better than that
You deserve better than that, You deserve better than that
You deserve better than that, You deserve better than that
You deserve better than that, You deserve better than that
Yeah, I'm a sexist mother fucker on the microphone
With my, Eh, Yo, Bitch, suck my dick, Ho, Drone
I like the Pop Porn with the gat drawn
I'm a dick machine and I'm switched on
I'm a creature, part man, but mostly dick
A genus penis, my mouth's a prick
A semen geyser, a woman despiser
A gender spender, emotional miser
I glorify the back stage heady
I grab my nuts 'coz they're teddy