Lyrics:
Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Yeah
I don't want be the kid that is shy
Every time something pop up and I Gotta go bang for it
Keep my
Insectoid, clinging onto walls
Not moving an inch until the raindrop falls
Deceptive in your little scheme
Woken up by a crash boom bang from
Hooo hooo hooo hooooooooo ...
I'm the mushroom man
Dip in the pan
A brown-eyed handsome girl
A crash boom bang!
A brown-eyed girl
With handsome hands
I'm there, or if I'm not, my entourage will take your brain
S eight ain't never play with Fidgets, but we spinnin' by his name
I did it boom, but he
Spider Murphy played the tenor saxophone
Little Joe was blowin' on the slide trombone
The drummer boy from Illinois went crash, boom, bang
The whole
Spider Murphy played the tenor saxophone
Little Joe was blowin' on the slide trombone
The drummer boy from Illinois went crash, boom, bang
The whole
to the jailhouse rock
Spider Murphy played the tenor saxophone
And Little Joe was blowin' on the slide trombone
The drummer boy from Illinois went crash, boom
fumbles only interceptions
We cross paths and crash at the intersection
Infections with deadly poisonous injections
Got sentenced for too many bars in
got it
And ain't a motherfuckin' soul not a motherfucker bwoy
'Cause I'ma boom bash, crash, smash
Your whole program your program ain't worth a damn
(crash, boom, bang!)
"There are no accidents", my mother told me once
My heart agreed with her this time
Colleen jumped out of the car, screaming
"What
clear? Clear?
Yeah, slow all the way down young scrapper
Pump ya brakes real fast, before ya crash
Crack ya head on the dash
I put ya body in a cast, keep
what the fuck you wan' do
Get in that mood and I up it and boom, like
Come and shake it, shake the room
The Casa' and Patty got her actin' loose
All
rock.
Spider Murphy played the tenor saxophone,
Little Joe was blowin' on the slide trombone.
The drummer boy from Illinois went crash, boom, bang
Rock
2. Spider Murphy played the tenor saxophone
Little Joe was blowin' on the slide trombone
The drummer boy from Illinois went crash, boom, bang
to the Jailhouse Rock.
Spider Murphy played the tenor saxophone,
Little Joe was blowin' on the slide trombone.
The drummer boy from Illinois went crash, boom
material
Bang on doors like Enoch, crush kill destroy a block
Dr. Smith, Will Robinson, head-bobbinson, attack the opposite
Alternate, demonstrate, throw {?}
fall
A hollywood stage, girls in a cage
Action, satisfaction, legs around the pole
Bang, I'm in the spot, give me that shot
We rock the night away
hear the strangest things echo through the walls
Moaning groaning eroneous zone bouncing like a ball
Crash bang boom bang bump-a-dee-bump - all
Bam flip snip
Bang flutter splash
Bash glug splat
Beep gurgle splatter
Blare jangle splash
Boing jingle splish
Boink ka-boom splosh
Boom kerplunk
So i get all my cash
Walk like a tank bitch I'm never gone crash
Number one niggas gone never come last
When i pull up boutta blast it all off
Boom
sticker on the fender of his pickup Benz
And the shotgun shells, they were flying from the barrels end
Bridge
I heard a crash boom bang, everybody was
is wack
Y'all snakes, I'm choppin' the grass
Gonna hit 'em with a bang
No stoppin' the crash
I don't wanna make bets
I'm droppin' the cash
I'm not
Doctor, doctor, give me a lobotomy
So I don't see what is in front of me
Crash, bang goes the cradle
Doctor, doctor, give me a remedy
To a red
Doctor, doctor, give me a lobotomy
So I don't see what is in front of me
Crash, bang goes the cradle
Doctor, doctor, give me a remedy
To a red
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