All you people up there in City Hall,
Youre fuckin it up for the people thats in the streets.
This is a song for the people in the streets,
Not the people City Hall.
All you motherfuckers in the streets its time to rise up,
Come along children and fuckin rise!
Lots of times when me and KG are watchin
All the fuckin shit that goes down at City Hall,
We get the feeling we should fuck shit up,
Yeah we should fuckin start a riot.
A Riot!
We have em screaming in the streets,
we have em tippin over shit and breakin fuckin windows of small businesses,
and settin fuckin fires!
and settin fuckin fires!
and settin fuckin fires!
And then after the smoke is cleared,
and the rubble has been swept away,
me and KG will peek out our heads.
Weve been watching the riots on a monitor twenty floors below sea level,
from a bunker.
We did it Rage-Kage, we beat the bastards of City Hall!
But now what will we do?
We must rebuild. But who will lead us in the rebuilding process?
Man, its got to be someone with the know-how
and the elbow grease to lead us to a new land.
No, not me and KG, we dont have the cognitive capacity to lead...
Alright, well do it!
Well lead as Two Kings,
Well lead as Two Kings.
Ahhhaaa (Two Kings, well lead as Two Kings)
Ah-ha ah-how,
Well lead as Two Kings.
The first decree is to legalize marijuana.
The tyranny and the bullshits gone on too long.
You old fuckin shrivs who blocked its legalization,
youre banished from the land!
Well lead as Two Kings,
Well lead as Two Kings.
Ahhhaaa (Two Kings, well lead as Two Kings)
Ah-ha ah-how,
Lead as Two Kings.
The second decree: no more pollution, no more car exhaust,
or ocean dumpage. From now on, we will travel in tubes!
Well lead as Two Kings, oh, yeah,
Well fuckin lead as Two Kings.
Get the scientists working on the tube technology, immediately.
(Tube technology.) Chop, chop, lets go.
Third decree: no more... rich people: and poor people.
From now on, we will all be the same... ummm, I dunno,
I gotta think about that...
Well lead as Two Kings
Ah yeah, ah yeahhhahahaha.
Ha-ha-ho-hee, ha-ha-ho-hee-ha-ha-ho-ho-ho-ho.
Oh my God.
Ahh... What?
Dude, the red phone is flashing.
Oh, yeah.
Let me scoop that up. Hello? Two Kings.
Who is it?
What?! No! No fucking way!
What?
Rage, theres a potato famine in Idaho, you gotta go down there!
Oh my God... what?
Dude, I gotta stay here!
Why do I have to go?
Please! Please!
Oh, God, okay.
Awesome... is he gone? Alright, emergency meeting of Parliament.
All right Parliament, I know this is fucked up,
but Rage, he cant be King anymore.
Dudes, hes encroaching on my decrees!
Seriously, lets make him "Duke," a kick ass "Duke."
Or "leader formerly known as King," but-- uh-oh hes comin back...
Well lead as Two Kings, oh yes
well really lead as Two Kings.
Uh, dude?
Rage.
I went all over Idaho...
Yeah?
Uh, plenty of potatoes everywhere.
What? There was no famine?
Yeah, there was no famine, no.
Dude.
I dont know whats uh...
A toast...
A toast...
Long live the "D."
Long live the "D."
Long live me. Im sorry, I poisoned your wine.
What?
For the good of the land.
You p-- I poisoned yours... huh heh, as well.
Noooooooooo!!!!!
No!
City, city, city, city, city, city, shitty.
Shitty, city, shitty, shitty, city, city, shitty.
Hall, hall, hall, hall, hall, hall, hall, hall.
People inside me are askin me to smoke up City Hall,
Cause no one here is talkin.
People inside me are askin me to blow up City Hall,
Cause no one here is rockin.
People inside me are askin me to blow up City Hall,
Cause everyone is Rock-em Sock-em Robots.
Everyone is Rock-em Sock-em Robots.
Everyone is Rock-em Sock-em GO! OH!
Dont, cut that part out.
Weve got it.
Um, do you believe in God?
I believe, I believe.
You do?
I believe in God. I believe in God.
Ydo--
I believe in God.
Do you?
I believe in God.
Malibu Nights
Yeah, but you didnt fuckin come out with this (one)--!
I got some lyrics.
Malibu nights, tangerine dreams,
Malibu neighs, Malibu dreams,
Malibu, makin a poo.
Stinky poo, lookind view.
Because its time for my breakfast,
Its time for some cheese.
Its time for the stink,
time for the breeze,
time for the... hah-or-eeee!
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