Beastie Boys

Aaahhh, B-E-A-S-T-I-E go
B-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 Cop

Boys out pushin' vin
Friday 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

Jimi

Oh, whoa, let's, like, get my bong
And 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 Snappers

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

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 Fight

Ri--
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 me
I'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 Farm

Yee-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

Egg Raid on Mojo

Egg raid on Mojo
Egg 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

Cooky Puss

The shit with this bitch
Yo, 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

Beastie Revolution

Bim, bim, bim
Ibi 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!