I Want to Party / 10,000 Tons

Lyrics

Used to like Marina now I like Ellie Gou-Gou Beats by Starsmith, voice like frou frou Free-free, baba, heem a don dada Two droids caught on tatooine-ee by some Jawas Goulding sing make Deez bring ring to marriage Horse of course bling of course bling of course carriage Cabbage, cribbage, Derrida slippage Why towel dry I rely on drippage No shampoo cause y'all all been shampoozled All y'all be dead like the end of bamboozled After I go in on the verse with my rhyme scream Primadon' Gaga make Lebraun run crying And he's manly, he's like some kinda MAN's man Man's world your man's girl band supporting man man from Philly That band man man's silly, have you heard of 'em? Are you scurred of 'em? You shouldn't be, really Really, they're nice, really, they're nice guys, I've met 'em Cole Deez put a verse on it, put a hearse on it It's deductible, murderous rhymes tax deductible Expense accounts fence arounds your mom's backyard Keep the turtles & squirrels out, man that's hard Nuts for nuts go nuts i'm nuts for squirrels Furrows in ya brow but don't worry be here now and be happy Tap into a tree and get sappy If you want my autobiography just ask me like Ashlee Simpson to the wentz got her preggers Now she's staggering around til boy fall out like Dave Eggers Writes books, and cooks? and cleans? what a man! What a staggering heartbreaking working genius of a man And he's richer than Richie, itchy and scratchy Fix me Chris Martin cause I'm bitchy and flabby And stay fartin on all first dates First rate jerk of a dude, how rude! Kimmy Gibbles intrudes Food for thought dude Health is wealth so is stealth Except in the case of microwave beams of medium intensity Propensity towards freestyle walking ostensibly Intensely hardcore parkour, par for the course Pardon the Coors, I couldn't afford anything nicer After I got Elaine's shoe stuck in the slicer Blame her, blame Kramer, blame Randy Damn he didn't just heat and eat the clam meat Calamity sam vanity cram in a family van to Yosemite Just the way it's meant to be, Fritos Mentally I'm cooler than a bag of Ranch Doritos So let's ranch to the chili's with Greg's brother while the beat goes boop Like Bettie, sick like Freddie, bebop rocksteady Tokka Rahzar Cruisin on a razor scooter Cesar and Sammy Lisps, I meant crisps, I meant chips I meant rippin and dippin and sippin and flippin the hips While Trent Reznor slips on a banana peel The inside of which is just how her Janet feels Hip-hop trip-hop chip shop Nellie Hooper Becoming x, unbecoming. Why? bad makeup Let's make up a dance to Ian Svenonius' band The Make-Up She can hook a steak up, wake up This is not a shorty you should break up...with The clam meat's like bam she makes me take the fifth I can make your heart beat short Short girls make my heart beat short Make my heart fart in front of girls Lou Hayter as a cater waiter serving goo on a plate or dish Or a platter, it doesn't matter she looks goood Lou looks goooo, oooh man i love that two step Rock behind the keys from side to side Calling all the boys out, hips don't lie New Young Pony Club isn't new and it isn't young But it is fresh and in your face like a cum beard Come here girl, I wanna kiss you Lou, come here, come on But my flow is indisruptible like hobbit's incorruptible But I been ragged on by french music rag Les Inrockuptibles My subscription's tax deductible Thats not true