(We are going to have open ual intercourse on every street corner of America.)
It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
That God must be one sick [bad word] So I bust a nut in the sky
Spend another day waiting to die
I came twice this [bad word] as any German sheisse the flick
I'll sperm on your perm, leave cigarette burns on your [bad word] It's Mickey Avalon all up in your prom [bad word] in the [bad word] punch with a baby blue tuxedo on
The dopest is rapper this century
I sodomized your father in a federal penitentiary
And on the day I got out
I went to your mother's house and slept on the couch
street walker selling [bad word] for rock
At the flea market trying to hock my watch
I stay on beat when I work the concrete
Some honeys give me money, and others do my laundry
Mickey Avalon the kosher salami
For twenty you get Chachi for forty he gets you Fonzie
[bad word] hustler kamikaze
I use to bust tables but now I sell my body
It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
That God must be one sick [bad word] So I bust a nut in the sky
Spend another day waiting to die
It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
That God must be one sick [bad word] So I bust a nut in the sky
Spend another day waiting to die
(Here is how we're gonna do it
For the first time in America
There is a generation of
Visionary-maniac-white-mother-country-dope-fiend-rock'n'roll-freaks
Who are ready to get down)
I deliver quick with the magic stick
Tragedy subside when [bad word] on it
It's Mickey Avalon, [bad word] thick as a baton
The illest [bad word] from here to Vietnam
I used to work nights at Hot [bad word] [bad word] But then I got fired when my mom logged on
I'm on [bad word]  my dad's a bum
I asked my girl if she loved me and she just said 'ummm'
I bust flows that turn nuns to hos
So wake you from your slumber then shake you out ya clothes
There aren't no other late night lover
All up on the track like Scatman Crothers
I'll bust through the shudders, masked in [bad word] Duct tape your mother and butt-rape your brother
Break down the lumber and shake my cucumber
When you're at home alone you know my phone number
It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
That God must be one sick [bad word] So I bust a nut in the sky
Spend another day waiting to die
It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
That God must be one sick [bad word] So I bust a nut in the sky
Spend another day waiting to die
It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
That God must be one sick [bad word] So I bust a nut in the sky
Spend another day waiting to die
It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
That God must be one sick [bad word] So I bust a nut in the sky
Spend another day waiting to die