[Chorus]
We got the sheeps and the leisure homes
Oh yeah, we got the creeps and the cheap cologne
Oh yeah, we got the monkey back reefer jones
And we can hear them play the tap through the speakerphones
I'll hit the nail on the head tonight
And though I won't believe another thing that's said tonight
Cause that tiny little radiator engine light
Means that they want to make us party like we're dead tonight
[Verse]
Fire that cooker looking crazed for kicks
Iron horse flying roarin hates her kiss
Maximillion dollar tax (?) chips
You get electiously perfection for your laser discs
Grease when the baron start to grind it's on
With the letterhead and cheddar for the files and forms
Hit the auto drive flyer by the pilot's arm
So I can fuck Mona Lisa til her smile is gone
Brink got a hold of my envelopes
And it's pushed to the limit and its friends are broke
Got to seat jacket (?)
Who know the deck is stacked and don't even pretend to vote
I bang like my super won't fix my locks
Def Leapord sick and I pick my spots
Hopstoch rattle Rob spins the tops
While the devil does the hustle to some Christian rock
Fist for clocks and alarm alert
See my mayor got a mansion while I'm starved for work
So I'm in a map of places where the martians were
And house shit like I'm ancient Chinese carpenters
Larger birds see they prey for weeks
And the oil barron's deadly and they play for keeps
And that money or your life tight place to be
Just hand your gold-closed wallets and your cake to me
[Chorus]
We got the sheeps and the leisure homes
Oh yeah, we got the creeps and the cheap cologne
Oh yeah, we got the monkey back reefer jones
And we can hear them play the tap through the speakerphones
I'll hit the nail on the head tonight
And though I won't believe another thing that's said tonight
Cause that tiny little radiator engine light
Means that they want to make us party like we're dead tonight
[Verse]
Here comes the impact brace your knees
Place your objects and your luggage and take my keys
Cause if heaven is an attic full of pastry
I'm on a diet in the basement so don't pray for me
Landlords funny so my rent is late
And the city should have probably just condemned this place
Cause you might as well be handing out collection plates
Reading John 3:16 Section 8
Best believe ours is worse in show
And the killers are licensed but the surgeons don't
Where the wild things are, where the virgins go
And if I start giving a fuck you'll be the first to know
Now if you hear the sirens then you say "keep still"
And if the medications empty then you say "refill"
And if they ask you why you do it, and you say "cheap thrills"
And when the plane has hit the runway then you say sweet build
Caffeine Aggie got us sugar rush hazy
Pull for the underdog pushing up daisies
Armed for the funeral, the stupid Tux late fee
And laugh while the beautiful look at us crazy
Look it up, shake me, live from the letterbox
Totally unconscious to the coach cause it's never not
Money comes crumbling down while the debtors flock
It may blow up but it will never go Redenbach
Forget me not, honey, I took the kids
Brought the kitchen sink, the cabinets and I took the fridge
Use the cleaning agent fragrance when I booked my trip
And got a great new deal on the Brooklyn Bridge
[Chorus]
We got the sheeps and the leisure homes
Oh yeah, we got the creeps and the cheap cologne
Oh yeah, we got the monkey back reefer jones
And we can hear them play the tap through the speakerphones
I'll hit the nail on the head tonight
And though I won't believe another thing that's said tonight
Cause that tiny little radiator engine light
Means that they want to make us party like we're dead tonight
Yeah, it's that party yall
That real live party
That real dead party
The party that takes you to the end of all parties
The party where god stands over you and delivers the last night party
This is that party that always having in the USA
It's that party we have going on in Iraq
We had this party in Vietnam too baby
We had that party in Germany way back when
What about that party for the Crusades
Oh yeah, that's the party, and this is that type of party, and we out
Dead as Disco was written by Rob Sonic.
Dead as Disco was produced by Rob Sonic.
Rob Sonic released Dead as Disco on Tue Sep 25 2007.