No Rest For The Wicked

Bloodhound Gang

I get bombed much like Pearl Harbor

The price is white right and I'm Bob Barker

This is your brain on drugs

This is your brain on Jackie Onassis

All you crotch goblins can kiss our asses

Yes siree Bob like corn on the cob

I'm all buttered up ready to hob nob

Daddy is a kraut you're Nazi-occupied France

I'm gonna rise to the occasion inside my pants

So yo ass yea you I want to Fraggle Rock your girlie

Coming around the party coming around like Mr. Furley

I'm Mr. Furley you're Jack Tripper

You're dumb ass Gilligan and I'm the Skipper

Tiptoe through my tulips and come and frolic

Cause my name is Betty Ford and she's an alcoholic

So here I am Rock Me Like A Hurricane

Not a Scorpion but my sting will bring your dame a lot of pain

And Daddy's gonna tell ya I'm as cool as Jack The Ripper

Somewhat of a cut-throat but still a big tipper

As I tickle you pink I bet my fingers start to stink

I'm what's missing from your life and you're the missing link

It doesn't matter how you win or lose it's how you lick it....

No rest for the wicked

Get down drink it up bring it on take it off

Flips it up in the air like my name was Bob Barker

I always kicks it cold so I gotta wear my parka

Leaving down my marker stalking like a stalker

Using the Force like my name was Luke Skywalker

Left hand's on the wheel and the right one on the bottle

One foot in the grave and the other on the throttle

I'm floating through your atmosphere like the Comet Haley's

As freaky as a freak show call me Barnum and Bailey

So yo ho my Cheerio here I'm coming around the bend

Don't try to shake my hand I'm not your fucking friend

Bodyslam ya to the ground like I was captain Lou Albano

Hit ya in the balls til you're singing soprano

Slide to the dance floor groove til you get sore

Listen to the tiger's roar I'll pump you like a seesaw

I'm a tattooed demon do you catch my meaning

Think that you're dreaming but soon you'll be screaming

I go