From: rmiller@pokvmcr3.VNET.IBM.COM (Rob Miller)
Newsgroups: alt.rap
Subject: Lyrics:  They Want EFX
Date: 7 Sep 92 20:56:59 GMT


  Here are lyrics for 'They want EFX' by Das EFX.  As you can see,
I made up words for places where I couldn't figure out what they
were saying.  Any corrections are welcome.

-Rob Miller        rmiller@pokvmcr3.vnet.ibm.com

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They Want EFX - Das EFX

Bum stiggedy bum stiggedy bum, I got the old porup-upuppum
I can fe-fi-fo-fum, diddly-dum, here I come
So Peter Piper, I'm hyper than Pinochio's nose
I'm the supercalafragilistic tic-tac pro
I gave my oopsy, daisy, now you've got the crazy
Crazy with the books, Googley-goo where's the gravy
So one two, um buckle my, um shoe
Yabba Doo, hippity-hoo, crack a brew
So trick or treat, smell my feet, yup I drippedy-dropped a hit
So books get on your mark and spark that old sh*t
Drats and double drats, let me smiggedy-smack some wigs kids
The boogedy-woogedly Brooklyn boy's about to get his, dig
My waist bone's connected to my hip bone
My hip bone's connected to my thigh bone
My thigh bone's connected to my knee bone
My knee bone's connected to my hardy-har-har-har
The jibbedy-jabba jaw is jabbing at your funny bone
Skip the ovaltine, I'd rather have a honeycomb
Or preferably the sesame, Let's spiggedy-spark the blunts
Dun dun dun dun dun, dun dun

They want EFX, some live EFX
They want EFX, some live EFX
They want EFX, some live EFX
Stopping in for some live EFX

Well I'll be darned, shiver me timbers, yo head for the hills
I picked a weeping willow, and a daffodil
So back up bucko or I'll pulverize McGruff
'Cause this little piggy gets busy and stuff
Arrivederci, heavens to mercy, honky tonk I get swift
I caught a snuffleufagus and smoked a boogaloo spliff
I got the nooks, the cranies, the nitty bitty fodey-doe
All aboard, cast away, hey where's my bungalow
Oh I'm steaming, agony
Why's everybody always picking on me
They call me ???-ane, rap's my game
You ask me again and I'll tell you the same
Tis I the vulgar vegetarian, so stick 'em up freeze
So no Park sausages, Mom, please
A-blitz shoots the breeze, twiddly-dee shoots his lip
Crazy dazy shot the Sheriff, yup and I shot the gift
So that's pretty sneaky, sis oh yo
I got my socks off, my rocks off, my Nestle's cup of cocoa
Holly hobby tried to slob me, tried to rob me silly stunt
Diggedy-dun dun dun dun, dun dun

They want EFX, some live EFX
They want EFX, some live EFX
They want EFX, some live EFX
Stopping in for some live EFX

Yahoo, hidee-ho yup I'm coming around the stretch
So here Fido boy, fetch, boy, fetch
I got the rope-a-doper slippery choker, look at me get raw
From the hickory-dickory top of morning bungoloo big jaw
With the yippedy zippedy Winnie the Pooh bad boy blue,
Yo crazy got the gusto, word I swing that too
So nincompoop give a hoot and stomp a troop without a strain
Like Roscoe B. Coltrane
I spiggedy-spark and spiff and give a twist like Chubby Checker
I take my Froot Loops with two scoops, make it double decker
Oh ???? baby come to Papa Duke
A babaloo, ooh, a babaloo boogedy doo
I went from Gucci to Stussy, to fliggedy-flam a groupie
To Zsa Zsa, to yibbedy-yabba dabba hoochie koochie
Tally ho hop, I'll take my Stove Top instead of potatoes
Maybe I'll shoot 'em now, nope maybe I'll shoot 'em later
I used to have a dog and Bingo was his name oh
B - I - N - G - O-oh
You do the hokey pokey and you turn yourself around
Dun dun dun dun dun, dun dun

They want EFX, some live EFX
They want EFX, some live EFX
They want EFX, some live EFX
Stopping in for some live EFX