Onomatopoeia

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Forty-five minutes, fifty-five cents, sixty-five agents sitting on a fence Saying, hey little brother look what we got for you We're gonna rope off an area and put on a show From the Canadian border down to Mexico It might be the most potentially gross thing that we could possibly do [Pre-Chorus] Yeah, little buddy, gonna get your chance Make them pubescents all wet their pants We'll record it live and that's no jive Hold it, stop it, no, no, no, no [Chorus] Bang went the pistol, crash went the window Ouch went the son of a gun Onomatopoeia, I don't wanna see ya Speaking in a foreign tongue [Verse 2] Knock, knock, hello, can I come in? Gee, it was a wonderful show Oh, you haven't gone on yet? Well, how was I supposed to know? Hey we got a great date, it's really downtown We're gonna get the Grand Canyon to do the sound It's a boxing ring, but it might be the thing to really put you in the dough [Pre-Chorus] Well listen little brother, don't you get us wrong Why, we even know one of the words to your song Just say I do and we'll lay it on you You, you, and me, me, me, me [Chorus] Bang went the pistol, crash went the window Ouch went the son of a gun Onomatopoeia, I don't want to see ya Speaking in a foreign tongue [Pre-Chorus] Hey little buddy, gonna get your chance Make them pubescents all wet their pants We'll record it live and that's no jive Hold it, stop it, no, no, no, no [Chorus] Bang went the pistol, crash went the window Ouch went the son of a gun Onomatopoeia, I don't want to see ya Speaking in a foreign tongue [Outro] Onomatopoeia, I don't want to see ya Speaking in a foreign tongue