Whip Of 9 The Awesome Song
I come from the land where the mullet attacks
Don't you know that's wack?
Ok, I'm sitting in my living room
So you better lay down the truth
You're looking kind of anxious your with you back up against the wall
Don’t this kind of music make you want to move at all?
I give my props to the speak and spell
10.0 on the Richter scale
Crush me, tear me, break me, and mold me
Cause I was living in my own fantasy
You cannot stop the funk
Make you wanna dance till your feet go numb
Sure I’d give it up, even the showbiz
Just Knock Me Back down so I can live
What did I Hear you say?
Yeah it's 5, 6, 7, 8. Now we gonna celebrate
Shakin' like a leaf
You're a machine, baby
I give my props to the speak and spell
10.0 on the Richter scale
Crush me, tear me, break me, and mold me
Cause I was living in my own fantasy
The mission was clear
Turning up the heat
You just committed your last party foul
Make 'em roll in their graves now
Sous la guillotine, jusqu' à la fin
This is a tragedy
This is the new direction
We are the chosen nation
[Chorus]
