Deep Sea Trouble

[Intro: Bart, Eminem, Homer]
Well, you're damned if you do (Guess who's back?)
What are we talking about? (Guess who's back?)
Well, you're damned if you do (Guess who's back?)
Where's your sense of humor? (Guess who's back?)
Well, you're damned if you do, and you're damned if you don't (Guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back?)
Bart!

[Verse 1: Bart, Eminem, Homer]
Let me start at the start, then take it away
My name is Simpson, Bartholemew J
That's Bart, with an art, and a capital B
Then Simp, plus S-O-N, that's me
Introductions aside, let's move right along
You can all sing along at the sound of the gong (Move it along, sucker! Do you see it?)
Once upon a time, about a week ago
All of a sudden, trouble started to grow
Alarm was buzzin', I was snoozin' (Guess who's back, guess who's back?)
S'posed to get up now, but I was refusin' (Guess who's back, guess who's back?)
To let reality become an intrusion (Guess who's back, guess who's back?)
'Cause in dreamy-dream land, I was cruisin' (Guess who's back, guess who's back?)
But the buzz kept buzzin', my head kept buzzin' (Guess who's back, guess who's back?)
Gave the radio a throw, and heard an explosion, (Guess who's back, guess who's back?) (D'oh!)
Opened up my eyes, and to my surprise (Guess who's back, guess who's back?)
There stood Homer, and his temperature risin'
I was chillin', he was yellin'
Face all distorted, 'cause he was propellin'
It wasn't what he said, but more of his tone
The usual jive, put your nose to the grindstone
I said, "I'm real sorry," but that didn't cut it
I started to protest, but Dad said "Shut it
Get up, mow the lawn, move it on the double
'Cause if you don't, you're in deep, deep trouble"

[Verse 2: DJ Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince]
Now this is a story all about how
My life got flipped turned upside down
And I'd like to take a minute, just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel-Air
Now this is a story all about how
My life got flipped turned upside down
And I'd like to take a minute, just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel-Air

Are you ready, kids?
Aye, aye, captain!
([?])
I can't hear you!
Aye, aye, captain!

[Instrumental Break]

Move it along, sucker! Do you see it?

[Instrumental Outro]