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What I’ve got you’ve got to give it to your mama
What I’ve got you’ve got to give it to your pappa
What I’ve got you’ve got to give it to your daughter
You do a little dance and then you drink a little water

What I’ve got you’ve got to get it put it in you
What I’ve got you’ve got to get it put it in you
What I’ve got you’ve got to get it put it in you
Reeling with the feeling don’t stop continue

Realize I don’t want to be a miser
Confide with sly you’ll be the wiser
Young blood is the lovin’ upriser
How come everybody want to keep it like the kaiser

Give it away give it away give it away now
Give it away give it away give it away now
Give it away give it away give it away now

I can’t tell if I’m a kingpin or a pauper
Greedy little people in a sea of distress
Keep your more to receive your less
Unimpressed by material excess
Love is free love me say hell yes

I’m a low brow but I rock a little know how
No time for the piggies or the hoosegow
Get smart get down with the pow wow
Never been a better time than right now

Bob Marley poet and a prophet
Bob Marley taught me how to off it
Bob Marley walkin’ like he talk it
Goodness me can’t you see I’m gonna cough it

Give it away give it away give it away now
Give it away give it away give it away now
Give it away give it away give it away now

Lucky me swimmin’ in my ability
Dancin’ down on life with agility
Come and drink it up from my fertility
Blessed with a bucket of lucky mobility

My mom I love her ’cause she love me
Long gone are the times when she scrub me
Feelin’ good my brother gonna hug me
Drink my juice young love chug-a-lug me

There’s a river born to be a giver
Keep you warm won’t let you shiver
His heart is never gonna wither
Come on everybody time to deliver

Give it away give it away give it away now
Give it away give it away give it away now
Give it away give it away give it away now

What I’ve got you’ve got to give it to your mama
What I’ve got you’ve got to give it to your pappa
What I’ve got you’ve got to give it to your daughter
You do a little dance and then you drink a little water

[Intro]

"Everybody be cool, this is a robbery!"
"Any of you fucking pricks move
And I’ll execute every motherfucking last one of you!"

[Verse 1: Huey Morgan]
Me and Fast got the gats, we’re out to rob the bank
We got Steve outside carrying a full pack
Now everything’s cool and everything’s smooth
Hey that’s smooth…

I walked up to the teller, I gave her the letter
She gives me the loot with puckered up lips and a wink
That I found cute and I said, "Baby, baby, baby…"
Is this some karmic-chi love thing happening here baby or what?

By that time Fast tapped me with the 9
He said it was time to blow, you know
So out the door we go back to the ride with Steve inside
And alive, and off we drive

See, I hurt my lower lumbar, you know we’ll never get far
Riding around in a stolen police car
So we dropped it off and piled in a Caddy
Steve was driving because I had to talk to my man about something

"Look, I don’t know anything about any fucking set-up
You can torture me all you want…"
"Torture you, that’s good, that’s a good idea, I like that one."

[Hook]
Running around robbing banks
All whacked off of Scooby Snacks
Running around robbing banks
All whacked off of Scooby Snacks

And I don’t give a fuck about the hell’s gate
Ain’t punkin’ the crowd and I’m still standing up straight
So, we pull these jobs to make a little money
No one gets hurt if they don’t act funny

On the way to the yacht, we almost got caught
Fast is shooting mailboxes, not knowing where the cop is, yeah
They’re at the Dunkin Donuts, adjacent from the Fromans’
Whose mailbox Fast had just exploded

They gave chase, but my man Steve’s an ace
And we lost those brothers with haste
We casted off and along we went
Off Bermuda to an island resort we rented

"Sonny, I need you cool, are you cool?"
"…I am cool."

[Hook]
Running around robbing banks
All whacked off of Scooby Snacks
Running around robbing banks
All whacked off of Scooby Snacks

Running around robbing banks
All whacked off of Scooby Snacks
Running around robbing banks
All whacked off of Scooby Snacks

I, hate the rain and sunny weather,
And I, I hate the beach and mountains too bu hu
And I don’t like a thing about the city, no, no
And I, I, I, hate the countryside too!

Semi-chorus
And I, hate everything about you!
… everything about you!

And I, don’t like a thing about your mother,
And I, I hate your daddys guts too bu hu
And I, don’t like a thing about your sister, no, no
Cause I, I, I, think sex is overrated too.

[Chorus]
And I, get sick when I’m around, I, can’t stand to be around,
I, hate everything about you!
Everything about you,
Everything about you,
Everything about you!

Some say I got a bad attitude,
But that don’t change the way I feel about you,
And if you think this thought might bring me down,
Look again cause I aint wearin no frown!

I don’t really care about your sister
Forget the little bitch cause I already kissed her

One thing that I did to your lady
I put her on the bed and she didn’t even say maybe
I know you know everybody knows
The way it comes, the way it’s gonna go
You think it’s sad,
And that’s too bad,
Cause I’m havin
A ball hatin
Every little thing about you!

Everything about you, everything about…
I, get sick when I’m around…
I, can’t stand to be around…
I, hate everything about… you! Haha…

Once there was this kid who
Got into an accident and couldn’t come to school
But when he finally came back
His hair had turned from black into bright white
He said that it was from when
The cars had smashed so hard

Mmm mmm mmm mmm
Mmm mmm mmm mmm

Once there was this girl who
Wouldn’t go and change with the girls in the change room
And when they finally made her
They saw birthmarks all over her body
She couldn’t quite explain it
They’d always just been there

Mmm mmm mmm mmm
Mmm mmm mmm mmm

Mmm mmm mmm mmm
Mmm mmm mmm mmm

But both girl and boy were glad
‘Cause one kid had it worse than that

‘Cause then there was this boy whose
Parents made him come directly home right after school
And when they went to their church
They shook and lurched all over the church floor
He couldn’t quite explain it
They’d always just gone there

Mmm mmm mmm mmm
Mmm mmm mmm mmm

Mmm mmm mmm mmm
Mmm mmm mmm mmm

Ah
Ah

Ah
Ah

[Verse 1]
Mott the Hoople and the Game of Life
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Andy Kaufman in the wrestling match
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Monopoly, Twenty-one, Checkers, and Chess
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Mister Fred Blassie in a breakfast mess
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Let’s play Twister, let’s play Risk
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
See you in heaven if you make the list
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Now, Andy, did you hear about this one?
Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Andy, are you goofing on Elvis?
Hey, baby, are we losing touch?

[Chorus]
If you believed they put a man on the moon (man on the moon)
If you believe there’s nothing up his sleeve, then nothing is cool

[Verse 2]
Moses went walking with the staff of wood
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Newton got beaned by the apple good
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Egypt was troubled by the horrible asp
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Mister Charles Darwin had the gall to ask
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Now, Andy, did you hear about this one?
Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey, Andy, are you goofing on Elvis?
Hey, baby, are you having fun?

[Chorus]
If you believed they put a man on the moon (man on the moon)
If you believe there’s nothing up his sleeve, then nothing is cool

[Verse 3]
Here’s a little agit for the never-believer
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Here’s a little ghost for the offering
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Here’s a truck stop instead of Saint Peter’s
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Mister Andy Kaufman’s gone wrestling
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Now, Andy, did you hear about this one?
Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey, Andy, are you goofing on Elvis?
Hey, baby, are we losing touch?

[Chorus]
If you believed they put a man on the moon (man on the moon)
If you believe there’s nothing up his sleeve, then nothing is cool

If you believed they put a man on the moon (man on the moon)
If you believe there’s nothing up his sleeve, then nothing is cool

If you believed they put a man on the moon (man on the moon)
If you believe there’s nothing up his sleeve, then nothing is cool

If you believed they put a man on the moon (man on the moon)
If you believe there’s nothing up his sleeve, then nothing is cool