Tonalità: C# minor
Verse 1
Am
If you're waiting for a parade,
there ain't none
Sharpen up your spirit of adventure,
the fabulous gay way
Hey, what's the big idea? (Yeah!)
F
Am
I have no ideas, in fact,
I'm quite bewildered
C
F
Ebm
Now don't get gay with me
F
Am
(Gay? Sir, I'm far from gay)
F
C
Now listen and keep your shirt on
Ebm
Grown men in a rubber suit,
C
Am
runnin' around with a young boy (homo)
Verse 2
Am
Oh shoot, get a load of that fruit
In thigh- high boots,
B
C
Ebm
red tighty- whities and blue cat suit
(Holy homos!) Even the
rats know it's tacky
Am
B
"You ever see me slippin' like that bitch,
just smack me"
Am
Ebm
Posin', chest and legs open,
Am
couldn't stand worse
All was missin' was a bandana
Bb
and a man purse
Ebm
Eb
Cryin', dyin',
C
Ebm
C
laughin' 'til glands burst
Faster than a speeding glass,
Am
bleeding- ass ran first
Fixin' baby hair, messed up wavy curl
Dm
Am
Under the cape the back
C
of the S say baby girl
Bb
B
The things some people'll do for fame
C
It's an herb, it's a lame, it's,
B
Am
a Goddamn shame
Villain willing when them cold streets call
You can keep your hero
Bb
and hold the meatballs
C
Worthy title,
Bb
C
Ebm
C
lock it with pockets on empty
Bb
F
C
He work harder than a steam engine
B
Am
like John Henry
F
Dm
Am
Turn dirt to dollars like Don Henley
Dm
Bb
Ugly and still get hollers like Ron Jeremy
C
At least monetarily, terribly
MC's need therapy,
Am
it's like a fairy spree
Hit him with a kryptonite brick
(Kryptonite)
Children come and prick his dead
F
Bb
body with a stick
Wrote this lyric from in
the bed with a chick
She had the tightest grip around
C
B
Ebm
the head of my
Verse 3
How much money you got?
I ain't got but four dollars on me
B
Damn
Ebm
Anyway I don't got this whole - for ya
Eb
Shit, you must be some kind of faggot, man
B
My partner, a faggot,
why don't you come on out here, man?
Am
Man, what the hell?
Dm
Am
Bic, now can I get my pen back
Verse 4
Ebm
F
Dm
Got no enemy, got no friend, black
C
With the Green Goblin got
the Batcave robbed
Ebm
C
Bust in Batman's head bobbin',
F
Am
slobbin' Robin's knob
Dm
Am
Dm
Y'all already got your
belts on the floor so
Am
Kick them shits over here
F
Bb
and click off the porno
C
Am
Alfred come home,
C
and found them both naked
Ebm
Handcuffed to each other just
Bb
Dm
as he had suspected
Am
Bb
Red and chrome Batmobile,
C
Am
wheelin' and dealin'
Aquaman's sleepin' with the fishes
Bb
C
for real for squealin'
B
Psst! The lo- lo on a seal skin blazer
C
Ebm
It's just a little graze from
B
Ebm
B
a razor- thin laser
Ebm
Eb
Amazed at all these so-
C
Eb
B
called wannabe players
Eb
Dm
Showin' off they titballs to all
Eb
C
B
the free- gayers
Ebm
B
Dm
B
It's like a leotard fest
C
B
Am
How it got started is any
retard's guess
Regardless, that's they choice,
no hate debate
Becomes a problem when they
try an attempt to go straight
F
C
And raise the monster rate
Ebm
in the whole population
B
C
B
C
It's starting to affect the
super pimpin' occupation
Am
Now who's the hater?
Headline the newspaper
Dm
Am
F
Fate of a fake you out caped cru sader
C
Tied to the tracks,
make a damn tram derail
Rap is like scam spam Nigerian e- mail
Am
Dm
The man with no beard is more
Am
weirder than a she- male
Sucker got bagged on a
F
C
Temazepam street sale
Told on one of ours, set it up, yeah, doubt
Did it like the dirty drawls,
Am
Ebm
wet 'em up and air it out
Verse 5
Ebm
B
You got any money? (What?)
Listen, you got any money?
Man, you goin' crazy? What
Ebm
the hell for?
B
Four dollars only, damn
Batman's gay (batty boys)
Am
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