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Egg Raid on MojoEgg raid on MojoEgg raid on Mojo Egg raid on Mojo Egg raid on Mojo We dressed all in black We snuck up around the back We began to attack The eggs did crack on Mojo's back Go! Egg raid on Mojo Egg raid on Mojo Egg raid on Mojo Egg raid on Mojo Don't scream, gonna fight Let's have an egg raid tonight Don't scream, gonna fight Let's have an egg raid tonight Egg raid, gonna die Beat up Mojo all the time |
Beastie BoysAaahhh, B-E-A-S-T-I-E goB-E-A-S-T-I-E That's just what Beasties gotta be Can't you see this is an emergency Can you feel the urgency B-E-A-S-T-I-E B-E-A-S-T-I-E With the hold of democracy In a state of emergency now Aaahhh, going out to rock the state Let's just come and take unique All across the stormy sea Better days in democracy B-E-A-S-T-I-E B-E-A-S-T-I-E Captain stayed off so merrily In a state of emergency now Aaahhh, B-E-A-S-T-I-E Cops just don't have respect to me World is filled with tyranny All across the stormy sea B-E-A-S-T-I-E B-E-A-S-T-I-E Who the hell are we off to see? Let's just come and take unique Now B-E-A-S-T-I-E go B-E-A-S-T-I-E go |
Transit CopBoys out pushin' vinFriday night intimacy Going out the family boar Another dead through this door, listen Yo, yo, from the CIA, they're going Yo, yo, what an artist said, they're going Yo, yo, yo! Yo, yo, yo! Brad's off twisting a win And I can't afford to pay the feds And now I'm never late on Friday night By a transit cop looking to fight, he said Yo, yo, from the CIA, and I'm Yo, yo, what an artist said, they're going Yo, yo, yo! Yo, yo, yo! Don't hit fudging I'm Fucking stupid roll up fight Now I'd rather jump than pay But they're gonna book me anyway |
JimiOh, whoa, let's, like, get my bongAnd do up some heavy weed, man I got some really heavy megsy meg stuff Stone joints...it's totally lost It's totally...all the time Hey, a lot of drugs, go to hell You ain't got nothing-nothing to say Why don't you just go away? You ain't got nothing-nothing to tell Why don't you just go to hell? You got nothing-nothing in your head Odds are coming, you could be dead Ah, let's get back to my bong Yeah...aah...it's like... Woo! |
Holy SnappersHoly snappersHoly this, holy that Holy, funky, big, fat rat Holy piss, holy crappers Jill Cuniff, holy snappers I like Batman I like Crass Robin's got a new bus pass Holy piss, holy crappers Jill Cuniff, holy snappers Holy this, holy that Holy, funky, big, fat rat Holy piss, holy crappers Jill Cuniff, holy snappers I like Batman I like Crass Robin's got a new bus pass Holy piss, holy crappers Jill Cuniff, holy snappers Holy this, holy that Holy, funky, big, fat rat Holy piss, holy crappers Jill Cuniff, holy snappers I like Batman I like Crass Robin's got a new bus pass Holy piss, holy crappers Jill Cuniff, holy snappers Shit! |
Riot FightRi--Wait, that was a false! Riot fight, riot fight Riot fight, riot fight Riot fight No, we don't fight on Friday night Find a trail so that we can all feast on mighty-might Riot fight No, we don't fight on Friday night On again, all my life, forget to take the house of white Riot fight, riot fight, riot fight, riot fight Riot fight No, we don't fight on Friday night Riot fight No, we don't fight on Friday night |
Ode To...I saw a bureaucrat looking at meI'm gonna go on a killing spree Don't vote for him, vote for me He's a bureaucrat, now I'm Beastie The new Reagan policy is getting the best of me The new Reagan policy is getting the best of me You know that tendency, KFC baby Ri-ri-riot fight Walking around late at night Adjusting things in my sight Everyone smokes a joint Everyone's carrying a grudge The new Reagan policy is getting the best of me Oh, yes, KFC tendency, Beastie I saw a bureaucrat looking at me I'm gonna get to go on a killing spree Don't vote for him, vote for me He's a bureaucrat, now I'm Beastie Walking around late at night See the things in my sight Ri-ri-right now Bad enough |
Michelle's FarmYee-haw!Oh, shut up, you pig fucker You're so ugly You're like a zebra, Adam You're so ugly You're a ponyass motherfucker Why don't you get a haircut, farm boy? Fuck the chickens, I don't like milk Fuck the chickens, I don't like milk Barnyard stoats raid the pen If you don't shoot 'em, they'll do it again Fuck the chickens, I don't like milk Fuck the chickens, I don't like milk Farmer Joe fucks a cow He likes it so much, he sucks a sow Now you Everyday I'm going to school I wish I could be satisfied But it's hogwash Fuck the chickens, I don't like milk Now fuck the chickens, I don't like milk Barnyard Bob mows the field Sees how much wheat will yield Fuck the chickens, I don't like milk Now fuck the chickens, I don't like milk Barnyard stoats raid the pen If you don't shoot 'em, they'll do it again And everyday I'm going to school I wish that I could find gratitude But it's hogwash Fuck the chickens, I don't like milk Now fuck the chickens, I don't like milk Barnyard stoats raid the pen If you don't shoot 'em, they'll do it again Fuck the chickens, I don't like milk Now fuck the chickens, I don't like milk Fuck the chickens, I don't like milk Now fuck the chickens, I don't like milk Now me Everyday I'm riding to school I'm learning a bunch of brainwash It's hogwash |
Cooky PussThe shit with this bitchYo, I said I'm calling you, B. Yo, B, it's the phone. Yo, B. May I help you? Yes. What's your name? Hello? Hello, man. You got Cookypuss' number? Here's my supervisor. He'll help you. Yo, man. Where's the supervisor at? I-I got the number anyway, baby! That bitch hang up on me. These pussy crumbs are making me itch! Ah, Cookypuss, HEY! Ah, Cookypuss Maybe I should scratch Aaahhh, B-E-A-S-T-I-E go! My real name is My real name is My sister's name was Scratch Cookypuss, cook, cook, cook, scratch, scratch Oh, cook, cook, cook, cook, oh, cookypuss And my mother got to call us for dinner Yo, yo, yo! Yo, yo, yo! Cookypuss. Pussy crumbs? What are pussy crumbs? Take me home and eat me, yeah! Bitch, I'll fuckin' kick your ass, bitch. Hello, Carvel? Yo, man. Cookypuss there? Who? Cookypuss. I want to speak to Cookypuss, man! No. Nobody here by that name. A Cooky O' Puss then. Cookychic. Anybody, man. I want to speak to them! They're not here. I said, I house ya. Where's Cookie Puss at? Yo, I'm serious. I wanna talk to...yo, man, Cookypuss. Alright let, let me order one then. Let me get one. When do you want it for? Anytime, man. Just like now and, shit, you know, that shit now. I'm talkin' now, B. Damn bitch hang up. I'll kick your ass, bitch! Yo, yo, yo! Yo, yo, yo! Beastie Boys rock! Beastie Boys |
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Beastie RevolutionBim, bim, bimIbi Ibi bim Bum mamama milly milly ma, yeah Ma ma milly ma ma milly Bim bim bim pow How many in your party, please? Ibi, yeah All the ancient Chinese rastafarian... The man called Gurie Yeah, right! A boy called Cookypuss Bum bum ma mily bum Bummaly mamamily mily bum Dima! Here come now Here come now My man now, Adam, mate Say Adam, yeah My zion monochrome monty tay de dream Dima My monochrome de tatte ita ja ja ja yes Right Rasta, come on Ibi, you know You don't se it man You're bloodclot, you're blind, Dima You're blind, you're bloodclot Fire burned ya Your mother Dima, bima a... Bim, a Beastie revolution Why not a Beastie revolution, Dima I say why not a Beastie revolution, Ibi I say why not a Beastie revolution I say why not a Beastie revolution Bim, Rastafari, yeah I don't like that Da Bum ma mily mily bily bum bim bim Dum Dum dadum mamily mily bum Yeah, say we have mi We have mi Michael, yeah We say we have mi Adam, yeah We say we have mi Kate We're the Beastie Boys We are gonna have a Beastie revolution, yeah Adam, man on guitar Rrright My man Michael on vocal, you see that now Hear that, Kate Schellenbach, right, play the drum And we got the Adam Yauch on the bass too, you know Yeah Bassy Right Muraahh Jinx Jinx now, Adam, yeah One, two, a burrito outta you... Go! Man-n-n-n-n-n Man on guitar B-b-b-b-b Beastie - eastie -astie Beastie revolution Go! |
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