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