Lyrics:
The Cast (in order of appearance [roughly]):
KING ARTHUR : Graham Chapman
PATSY : Terry Gilliam
GUARD #1 : Michael Palin
GUARD #2 : John Cleese
coming better double it
My shit thriller like Michael
Watch how beat it
How I moon walk
How I rock it in my Billy Jean
This shit easy
How I drill it
Just
in Michael Kors
Meanwhile, your diction is lack, grippin' this wood
I want you
She went to grabbin' for my jewels, I told her
Buy yourself a squad,
you know? What did you care?
Turning a blind eye to the lies just to keep it all together,
But sometimes when I'm alone like this I wonder whether
the man dem
I'm on the road, I’m on the road
You got molly I got blow
Hotel lobby full of hoes
Bitches fainting at my shows
I'm Michael Jackson
Aye
I
centipede, it's Dax!
My path's a lonely road, I walk alone
And I keep my eyes closed
I don't fuck wit' you broke hoes
I'd rather jack off inside my home
I can
I-I-I-I can make your (bed rock)
Uh, the got that good good, she Michael Jackson bad
I'm attracted to her, with her attractive ass
And now we
this road alone
So many snakes living hidden in the grass
Gotta watch my own back and protect my own ass
And I'll walk this road alone, I'ma walk this
I-I-I-I can make your (bed rock)
Uh, the got that good good, she Michael Jackson bad
I'm attracted to her, with her attractive ass
And now we
Sitting alone in my hotel
Looking in the mirror wondering, well
After all this time you never thought
You'd still be out on the road
Like
we're all alone
Alone
Alone
I can't
I can't
I can't
I can't
I can't feel this pain anymore
I now feel insane more and more
I take this blade to my skin
the madness turning into laughter, man I'm the master
I walk the path with disciples
I came to bless all my rivals
I sell my craft like I'm Michael's
Ensure
face with a Mach razor
Then walk away from her cause
I'm a heart breaker
This ain't an arcade or a game at all
Crossing me on an off day is like
Tossing
me along with my greens up like pot nickel
[Chorus: Cee-Lo]
Well, all I know
That I'd been down this road before
It ain't the first time, won't
Girl let me love you pretty young thang
Put this tounge on you until you say my name
You need some some loving and I wanna rock with you
Girl rock you
Girl let me love you pretty young thang
Put this tounge on you until you say my name
You need some some loving and I wanna rock with you
Girl rock you
Girl let me love you pretty young thang
Put this tounge on you until you say my name
You need some some loving and I wanna rock with you
Girl rock you
road, the only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes, but it's home to me and I walk alone
I walk this empty street on the Boulevard
known
Don't know where it goes
But it's home to me and I walk alone
Today is gonna be the day
That they're gonna throw it back to you
I walk this empty
the urn
You ain't sold your last rock, you just better earn
But I pray you see tomorrow little boy, you gon' learn
I'm a product of properly hoppin' up
both
So
I chose this bright
$300
Groove Percussion kit
And I played it
In the garage
On Bogert Road
And the parts would
Break all the time
We'd have
Sitting alone on my hotel
Looking in the mirror wondering, "Well,
After all this time you never thought you'd still be out on the road?"
Like
alone they'll leave you
Thanks for listening to the shortlist
Of what I'm going through
Gotta' leave this alone
Gotta' leave this alone
I gotta' leave you
Cause I make a lot of money and your boyfriend don't
L.L. went to hell, gonna rock the bells
All you washed up rappers want to do this well
Rock the bells
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