Der Vaterland

Hey listen up, stand to attention
The father's a bad mother of invention
Worse than detention, badder than Latin declension

Here to talk and walk you to the bridge

Across my g-g-generation

Makes yours look like a s-s sad relation

You want me to tune to a station that plays that jam

Take a brain scan, I'm the scam, I'm the Royal scam

You can't even spread jam

Cos I've got the bread, man, in fact I even own the bread van

So go ahead, talk about your new skank, handbag, punk, funk, Jamaican skunk

And that 2 beat groove

I could play the Stairway to Heaven solo when you were two!

Now I'm supposed to be fazed, dazed and outraged

With all the cussing and fussing

From that M&M chap

Well I can say shit, ass, dick and balls too

You f***ing twat

So don't take the piss and diss me

Show me some respect and miss me

Tell me you need to be young and black to rap?

Well, I'm nearly 50 and fat so screw that!

 

Hey all the young dudes

Living my life over

Boogaloo dudes

We're only rock and rollers

 

 Hey, used to be I was a sex machine too

Before you turned me into the not-so-lean money machine that feeds you

Hay maker to the piss-takers, easy A‑grading

Sex and tex-mexed, disaffected, injected, pre‑selected and perfected

You gotta new record - I broke it

Gotta new pipe - I smoked it

Got wood - I solid-oaked it

So tell me when you can buy what you can afford like me

Don't need to drive a Ford like me

Walk, talk and pork the sword like me

Play off 24 like me

And don't try to appease my heebie jeebies

With the Micky D's freebies and MTV's

Wake up please and smell the coffee, read the tea leaves

 

Hey all the young dudes

I'm watching you

Living my life over

Boogaloo dudes

Me and you

We're all just rock and rollers

 

Break:  Hey you all telling me this, telling me that

Telling me cramming a lot of words

Into a sentence is where it's at

Can't make up my mind if it's you talking

Or I'm at the race track

And what's that about lyrical gansters

People called Biggy and Tupac

What's that - 4 cans short of a 6 pack?

And something about female dogs getting smacked?

Well I don't need to call myself a nigger

To be bigger than Biggy or get jiggy jiggy

With an ass and shaky titties

Can Biggy take you to the bridge?

Can Biggy take you to the bridge?

 

3.  I see you watching Ozzy on the MTV

I see you watching Ozzy on the MTV

You want money for nothing but chicks and nothing come free

And Ozzy doesn't bite bats no more and try to kill himself

And Alice's dead babies have grown up

Just like you - taking things off my shelf

And me, I don't smoke, I only mow grass

Row fast, blow my abs out

Wrestling with my jeans trying to get my ass out

Buying from the catalogues

Watching travelogues

Going to Prague and Tallin with my friends to check the candy floss

It's my birthday, it's my birthday

Don't want a hug or "love you daddy" on a mug

I wanna Harley

I wanna Harley

I wanna fit inside the pants I used to wear

When I went to parties

I'm the balls of the dog

But you can't admit it

If it's too hard to swallow

Spit it

You want me to fill - your bucket

You can't get a girl - get lucky

You think I'm a complete - muppet

You want more money - f**k it

 

 

 

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