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Shut Up (Album Version) Bloodhound Gang

I'm Jimmy Pop here in a jiffy heat me up and add oil I'm like a zit a wart a corn a cyst a festering boil I get under your skin and I sebaceously form I'm as deep as the plot to an amateur gay porn

Shut Up (Album Version) The Bloodhound Gang

The morn' that I was born my old man beat up the doctor He clocked the doctor cause the doctor said I looked like Chewbacca The doctor said sir you're misled sir which infers you mistook me I did not mean

Boom (Album Version) Bloodhound Gang

Yo, Bloodhound Gang and Rob Van Winkle together on this track.

It's Tricky (Album Version) Bloodhound Gang

that's right on time It's tricky tricky tricky tricky tricky tricky It's tricky to rock a rhyme To rock a rhyme that's right on time It's tricky tricky tricky tricky tricky tricky In New York the

No Hard Feelings (Album Version) Bloodhound Gang

anymore Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday anymore Maybe you got screwed but I dumped you 'cause you ain't nothin' but trash I put out despite the

Asleep At The Wheel (Album Version) Bloodhound Gang

Bloodhounds shall cruise rendevous Break curfew new trip ensues You never know Bloodhounds just go Pack backpack up for down the road No change of clothes but change for tolls pack of No-Doz Rolos

Boom (Album Version) The Bloodhound Gang

Yo Bloodhound Gang and Rob Van Winkle together on this track Stop as we drop this bomb Blow up this place like another Vietnam Heavy like a Tyson blow to the dome Back up son give me room give me room

Shut Up Bloodhound Gang

I'm Jimmy Pop here in a jiffy heat me up and add oil I'm like a zit a wart a corn a cyst a festering boil I get under your skin and I sebaceously form I'm as deep as the plot to an amateur gay porn

Your Only Friends Are Make Believe (Album Version) Bloodhound Gang

McFeelie shut up and give me my letter I don't want to talk to you don't you understand? Why are you inside my house?

Fire Water Burn (Album Version) Bloodhound Gang

The roof the roof the roof is on fire The roof the roof the roof is on fire The roof the roof the roof is on fire We don't need no water let the motherfucker burn Burn motherfucker burn Hello

Going Nowhere Slow (Album Version) Bloodhound Gang

Got the mike in my hand but can I make you understand That a-hole bands have a-hole fans Bloodhound's the name and the Gang's to blame Like Chan n' Chin the Siamese twins it's one in the same So

Balls Out (Album Version) The Bloodhound Gang

in fools' circles if it's Those turnin' on those turnin' on the bitches Balls out my life is a slut This dick don't hit the bottom but i fuck the sides up Balls out my life is a slut This dick don't

Pennsylvania (Album Version) The Bloodhound Gang

We are "cop rock" we are screech We are z. cavaricci We are laser removed Tasmanian devil tattoos We are third string we are puck We are special people's club We are the half shirts with Irreverent spring

Why's Everybody Always Pickin' On Me? (Album Version) Bloodhound Gang

The morn' the morn' the morn' The morn' that I was born my old man beat up the doctor He clocked the doctor 'cause the doctor said I looked like Chewbacca The doctor said sir you're misled sir which

Kiss Me Where It Smells Funny (Album Version) Bloodhound Gang

one that I found I'll give you the gift that keeps on givin' it won't cost ya any money Then she grabbed me by the ears and said kiss me where it smells funny So down I go like I'm 2000 Flushes

Going Nowhere Slow (Album Version) The Bloodhound Gang

Got the mike in my hand but can I make you understand That a-hole bands have a-hole fans Bloodhound's the name and the Gang's to blame Like Chan n' Chin the Siamese twins it's one in the same So fame ain't

No Hard Feelings (Album Version) The Bloodhound Gang

birthday anymore Ain't my job to fuck you on your birthday Ain't my job to fuck you on your birthday anymore Maybe you got screwed but I dumped you 'cause you ain't nothin' but trash I put out despite the

Lift Your Head Up High (And Blow Your Brains Out) (Album Version) Bloodhound Gang

all about, Lift your head up and blow your brains out, Lift your head up high and blow your brains out, Lift your head up high and blow your brains out, Lift your head up high and blow your brains

Asleep At The Wheel (Album Version) The Bloodhound Gang

You're taking it down legal I'm pullin' it up to no good God is your co-pilot I let Satan ride shotgun You pay a toll to get to heaven but on the road to hell there's none Get up you're asleep at the

Something Diabolical (Album Version) The Bloodhound Gang

Eventide rise for ritual With the thrill of a kill vengefully the engine will Roar forth steer the dead leave forced Driven by fear shift gears veer towards The foolishly equipped swift these Failed

Ralph Wiggum (Album Version) The Bloodhound Gang

There's a dog in the vent, chicken necks, I pick Ken Griffey Jr.

Shut Up The Bloodhound Gang

I'm Jimmy Pop here in a jiffy heat me up and add oil I'm like a zit a wart a corn a cyst a festering boil I get under your skin and I sebaceously form I'm as deep as the plot to an amateur gay porn

Fire Water Burn (Album Version) The Bloodhound Gang

The roof the roof the roof is on fire We don't need no water let the motherfucker burn Burn motherfucker burn Hello my name is Jimmy Pop and I'm a dumb white guy I'm not old or new but middle school fifth

I Wish I Was Queer So I Could Get Chicks (Album Version) Bloodhound Gang

If your ass is a Chinese restaurant, I'll have the Poo Poo Platter.

No Hard Feelings (The Craig Groove Remix (Explicit Version)) Bloodhound Gang

anymore Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday anymore Maybe you got screwed but I dumped you 'cause you ain't nothin' but trash I put out despite the

No Hard Feelings (The D.J. Q-Ball Remix (Explicit Version)) Bloodhound Gang

anymore Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday anymore Maybe you got screwed but I dumped you 'cause you ain't nothin' but trash I put out despite the

Why's Everybody Always Pickin' On Me? (Album Version) The Bloodhound Gang

Let me take you back to the day that I met my China girl When I landed a 'Pam' like on the San Fran Real World I was sweating like a vegetable inside of a wok I'd never been to Asia Minor but I was gonna

Farting With A Walkman On (Album Version) The Bloodhound Gang

I know you're gonna blame me when you get wind I heard you're full of shit so I've been duped again But if you cover your ass with the same old song You might as well be farting, farting with a walkman

Your Only Friends Are Make Believe Bloodhound Gang

McFeelie shut up and give me my letter I don't want to talk to you don't you understand? Why are you inside my house you're just my fuckin' mailman?

Your Only Friends Are Make Believe (Album Version) The Bloodhound Gang

I just got your message baby So sad to see you fade away What in the world is this feeling To catch a breath and leave me reeling It'll get you in the end, its god's revenge Oh I know I should come clean