Songtexte The Inevitable Return of the Great White Dope - Bloodhound Gang

"A" is for "Apple"

"B" is for "Balloons"

"C" is for "Crayons"

"D" is for "Drum"

Like my scrotum here it is in a nutshell

1972

That's the year I got here when my dear mother's water blew

Not really realizing the prize that's been begot to her

The bona fide lo-fi high-octane philosopher

Genius with a penis the few the proud the me

I liked me so much I had to buy the company

Soul for sale sold to Satan for a hell of a lotta luck

I'm hard to come by like a straight guy working at Starbucks

Thank the thinkers that think they thunk the thoughts that theorized

Idolized or despised bet I'm gettin' recognized

Mount Rushmore no ignore it can't rock with no big head

Half of the people want me half of the people want me dead

I am the Angel of Def with my rhymes against humanity

Teeter-tottering between brilliance and insanity

The one part the Fuehrer the one part the Pope

It's the inevitable return baby of the Great White Dope

Conclusions you drew proportions you blew

Lost son of Iggy? False bigger nose than Ziggy? True

Yes my name is Jimmy Pop no my pop's name is Dick

Don't admit to kick it slick you thick derelict critic

Put down for missed notes put up with misquotes

Don't want the whole story? Should have bought the Cliff Notes

Like Fingerpainting 101 give me no credit for having class

One thumb on the pulse of the nation one thumb in your girlfriend's ass

Written on written off scoff callin' me a joke

I don't think that I'm a sell-out but I do "Enjoy Coke!"

I struck gold but never took it for granted that's how I planned it so can it

Around the planet fans demand it and you'll never understand it

When I die no lie plan on mass pandemonium

They may display my brain in a pickle jar at the Smithsonian

The one part the Fuehrer the one part the Pope

It's the inevitable return baby of the Great White Dope