Pagan Babies F..ck You I'm Punk!
LL COOL J is not my name
For I've found a different way to gain my fame
I'm not gonna sit here and sing the blues
I'm not gonna ask you to try my shoes
But I'm gonna approach this special thing
With a way that's gonna make your eardrums ring
Filling you with information that's neat
Relaying information what a dangerous feat!
Across the seas around the globe
I'll say my piece that's what I chose
From the halls in Philly to the city by the bay
The Port Authority in New York I'll do it anyway
As the planes fly high and the ships sail low
We'll land our craft in fifty feet of snow
The theme behind this work of ours
Is that of a lighthouse or watertower
Now this song is coming to a close
To the happy delight of our foes
But to the people who stick by
The fun continues with another try
As the sun sets at a summer shore
And the mountains peak from the great earth's floor
We may go our separate ways
But these tunes my friend are here to stay!!
