Mope (short Pac-Man version) lyrics

Bloodhound Gang

We gonna drop this next bomb for a money makin' playa that ain't with us no mo
Yeah, Notorious B.I.G
Hell no, we gonna do this for a gangbanging thug that never seen it comin'
Yeah, 2Pac Shakur
Nah b*t*h, I'm talkin' 'bout motherf**kin' Falco and sh*t
What? Falco?

Rock me Amadeus
Rock me Amadeus
Rock me Amadeus
Rock me Amadeus

Tried to O.D. on the Cold-Eeze
"Golden Girls" got me "Sweatin' to the Oldies"
Hangin' out like Double Ds sip Long Island Iced Teas
Wrote to Mayor McCheese "Send a Shamrock Shake please!"
Three O' Clock on the dot time to cruise for Eighth graders
Rather tape the Weather Channel so that I can watch it later
Reruns of Rerun so "What's Happening?"
Dee's knocked up and Rog on crack again
Deep throat a whole Nutty Buddy
Make whoopie to a batch of Silly Putty
Make a Spam and Colgate sandwich and ate it
Go through "National Geographic" and draw panties on the natives
So I like to dance naked in front of my pets
But my cat was inattentive so I sent him U.P.S
Playin' spin the bottle with my mom
I watch "Cops" with no pants on

Must've blown a fuse nothing's goin' on
Lamer than the Pope climb the walls like King Kong
Buggin' out like Tori Spelling's eyes
Deader than the parents on a "Party of Five"
Luciano Pavoratti on a treadmill
Not going nowhere slim chance we will
Less hip than Bo Jackson bored like wood
d**k around like Frankie Goes To Hollywood

Relax don't do it when you wanna go to it
Relax don't do it when you wanna c*m
Relax don't do it when you wanna go to it
Relax don't do it when you wanna c*m

Nowhere to go I can't wake up late
Just sit around and wait for my Old Spice to activate
Stalemate jailbait in "My So-Called Life" imprisonment
Amazing what a good breakfast pickles make isn't it?
I like to pretend I'm speed reading
Never lose the sight of the thrill of sneezing
Don't need a shower today just some Brut by Faberge
Smell the ass of my jeans clean they'll do another day
And I recycle I sniff my own farts
I dial the wrong number hope a conversation starts
I mean I might as well be listenin' to Journey
Givin' myself a mullet hook the Flowbee to the Kirby
Make a prank call pretendin' I'm a mime
Get stuck in traffic just to pass the time
Sent a letter in the mail in Braille to Johnny Quest
Send me back my Etch-A-Sketch

Must've blown a fuse nothing's goin' on
Lamer than the Pope climb the walls like King Kong
Buggin' out like Tori Spelling's eyes
Deader than the parents on a "Party of Five"
Luciano Pavoratti on a treadmill
Not going nowhere slim chance we will
Less hip than Bo Jackson bored like wood
d**k around like Frankie Goes To Hollywood

Relax don't do it when you wanna go to it
Relax don't do it when you wanna c*m
Relax don't do it when you wanna go to it
Relax don't do it when you wanna c*m

I'm mighty tighty whitey and I'm smugglin' plums
When you wanna c*m
I'm mighty tighty whitey and I'm smugglin' plums
When you wanna c*m
I'm mighty tighty whitey and I'm smugglin' plums
When you wanna c*m
I'm mighty tighty whitey and I'm smugglin' plums
When you wanna c*m

Yo yo yo yo yo! What it is motherf**kers?
Aw sh*t, here comes Pac-Man
Hey Pac-Man, what's up?
Me you b*t*hes! I'm high on crack! Wanna freebase?
No Pac-Man drugs are bad!
Nope, can't help you man
Pussies. Whoa! Holy sh*t!

Must've blown a fuse nothing's goin' on
Lamer than the Pope climb the walls like King Kong
Buggin' out like Tori Spelling's eyes
Deader than the parents on a "Party of Five"
Luciano Pavoratti on a treadmill
Not going nowhere slim chance we will
Less hip than Bo Jackson bored like wood
d**k around like Frankie Goes To Hollywood

Relax don't do it when you wanna go to it
Relax don't do it when you wanna c*m
Relax don't do it when you wanna go to it
Relax don't do it when you wanna c*m

Holy macaroni
Holy macaroni
Holy macaroni
Holy macaroni

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