[00:00.000] 作词 : Doom The Metal Fing ...[00:00.000] 作曲 : MF DOOM[00:00.000]作词: Doom The Metal Fing ...[00:00.000]作曲: MF DOOM,[00:00.385]One lonely evening alone home,[00:02.395]End up with carpal tunnel syndrome,[00:04.893]Here I am, known for giving heavy back aches,[00:06.643]Grown, and living off of little Debbie snack cakes,[00:09.466]Supposed to be checking e-mails,[00:10.971]All I got is messages from ass naked females,[00:13.215](Kookies),[00:14.466]I don't know no Jenny,[00:15.466]she said its free and I wont owe her a penny.[00:18.362]And that's the last time I saw her,[00:19.613]But a thousand more horrors than on-line Gomorra,[00:22.613]And Sodom,[00:23.109]They got 'em with they curls out,[00:24.113]And they got a better sales pitch then the Girl Scouts.[00:27.113]I wonder what I owe her,[00:28.612]For a whole box of caramel coconut Samoas,[00:31.113](Nite nite),[00:31.612]OK, honey, sweet dreams![00:32.863]Now it gets very serious like peach creams.[00:35.281]A metal hand filled, squish it on the quilt,[00:37.031]Missus wakes up and I'm killed over spilled milk.[00:39.532]Locked in, looking at your picture,[00:41.530]Fully clothed winter, and I right there wit'cha,[00:43.782]Thinking about the last time I split your wishbone,[00:46.030]Ya man could only wish he could do the same till he get home.[00:48.281]Fat chance,[00:49.528]At least he got snacks,[00:50.529]That'll have to do 'til a brother get back,[00:52.281]Until then, smack one-eyed-jack,[00:54.464]and hope one of his peoples can hook him with a tri-pack.[00:57.710]That's three different flavors,[00:58.962]Chocolate, vanilla, and strawberry wafers,[01:01.460]He acting all hard bout to get beat up,[01:02.964]I'll show him what time it is once I get this sheet up.[01:05.713]As soon as he fell off his beat down all I hear is,[01:08.214]"Thirteen Cell! Put the sheet down!",[01:10.220]Damn C.O.[01:10.964]What the hell do she know,[01:11.958]Besides the fact that she wants her back dug out on the d-low,[01:14.456]A workaholic with a fountain in the ink pen,[01:16.214]House in the mountains and he stop drinking again,[01:18.713]In the wee hours he's gotten farther,[01:20.643]Needing three showers,[01:21.394]getting hot and bothered.[01:23.394]The wiz with her legs bent, pregnant,[01:25.145]God blessed the shit, she wondered where her egg went.[01:27.393]He got the L, but it's hard to drink with out it,[01:29.391]And could use some kookies but trying not to think about it.[01:31.644]Watchin' BET on jazz from knowledge on file,[01:34.051]Every other commercial, "College Hoes Gone Wild!",[01:36.303]Soft batch, he prefer the other bunch,[01:38.512]like they got for lunch,[01:39.268]Chocolate fudge butter crunch.[01:50.019]Don't mess with the ritz bitz, wheat thins, saltine triskits,[01:54.202]Motts so's and cheese its,[01:55.702]Catch sugar fits every time he sees a nice pair of,[01:58.202]Chips ahoy double chocolate chunk,[01:59.944]Something with the bubble and the junk in the trunk,[02:02.200]Even the oreo,[02:03.202]No matter what the weather,[02:04.201]Always kept dipped in milk and stuck together,[02:07.202]In the game he's shameless even uses a code name Famous Amos,[02:10.653]Cheaper than a short stay at the day's inn and good like 25 cent oatmeal raisin,[02:15.572]Give it up to who invented the camera,[02:17.572]Never mind the ginger bread men and the grandma's,[02:20.551]Make sure she don't wake from her dream,[02:21.801]Chill, or get caught with a hand full of cream filled,[02:24.042]Kookies,[02:27.551]It might seem ill[02:33.051]Byebye