"Pukebox" lyrics
(feat. "Weird Al" Yankovic)
"Coming to you live from the cesspool of the world! It's the kings of filthy parody! Pukebox!"
I'm Bill Manspeaker of Green Jellö fame
Throwing my hat in the Pukebox ring
Puppet head partying every day
Punk's not dead, it just smells that way
X-Rated parodies from Houston, Texas
A band made up of super homo-erectus
The jokes are filthy, but the music's tight
They party all day and they party all night
Pukebox, Pukebox, we hate you
And if you got a brain you say fuck you too
Pukebox, Pukebox, we hate you
We're the kings of parody, you know it's true
If you're bored at home on a Saturday night
That means you're not doing it right
Get your duct tape, create something new
And party with the Green Jellö/Pukebox crew
Party with the Pussy Wolf and Pool Boy #2
Eddie Gangbang, Rauncho Villa too
Sergeant Peckers on guitar and Hot Doug on skins
Rocking those hairs of your chinny chin chins
Pukebox, Pukebox, we hate you
And if you got a brain you say fuck you too
Pukebox, Pukebox, we hate you
We're the kings of parody, you know it's true
"This is a public service announcement going out to YOU, "Weird Al" Yankovic! I challenge you to a parody smackdown! Wondering what song will slow it down, bitches, because I'm the king of filthy parody!"
Pukebox, Pukebox, we hate you
And if you got a brain you say fuck you too
Pukebox, Pukebox, we hate you
We're the kings of parody, you know it's true
Pukebox, Pukebox, we hate you
And if you got a brain you say fuck you too
Pukebox, Pukebox, we hate you
We're the kings of parody, you know it's true
We're the kings! The kings of filthy parody!
Fuck you too!
"Mr. Manspeaker? Hey it's Weird Al... I got your message. Aw man, I would love to be on your album... If only my standards were much much much lower... Which obviously they are noe... Soooooo HARD PASS, BABY!" [*beep*]
I'm Bill Manspeaker of Green Jellö fame
Throwing my hat in the Pukebox ring
Puppet head partying every day
Punk's not dead, it just smells that way
X-Rated parodies from Houston, Texas
A band made up of super homo-erectus
The jokes are filthy, but the music's tight
They party all day and they party all night
Pukebox, Pukebox, we hate you
And if you got a brain you say fuck you too
Pukebox, Pukebox, we hate you
We're the kings of parody, you know it's true
If you're bored at home on a Saturday night
That means you're not doing it right
Get your duct tape, create something new
And party with the Green Jellö/Pukebox crew
Party with the Pussy Wolf and Pool Boy #2
Eddie Gangbang, Rauncho Villa too
Sergeant Peckers on guitar and Hot Doug on skins
Rocking those hairs of your chinny chin chins
Pukebox, Pukebox, we hate you
And if you got a brain you say fuck you too
Pukebox, Pukebox, we hate you
We're the kings of parody, you know it's true
"This is a public service announcement going out to YOU, "Weird Al" Yankovic! I challenge you to a parody smackdown! Wondering what song will slow it down, bitches, because I'm the king of filthy parody!"
Pukebox, Pukebox, we hate you
And if you got a brain you say fuck you too
Pukebox, Pukebox, we hate you
We're the kings of parody, you know it's true
Pukebox, Pukebox, we hate you
And if you got a brain you say fuck you too
Pukebox, Pukebox, we hate you
We're the kings of parody, you know it's true
We're the kings! The kings of filthy parody!
Fuck you too!
"Mr. Manspeaker? Hey it's Weird Al... I got your message. Aw man, I would love to be on your album... If only my standards were much much much lower... Which obviously they are noe... Soooooo HARD PASS, BABY!" [*beep*]
