starting from my favorite verse:
Imagine if you will a bunch of business men, stuffed in a boardroom like pigs in a pen
The ties around their necks are like a hangman's noose, in the middle of the table theres the boiled goose
The old people's smell makes you wanna puke in the sink
These dudes will never dance, YEAH THATS WHAT YOU THINK!
I stride in the room, all young and hip and hold up my boombox....
and say...
LISTEN TO THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
["Chorus"]
The big apple, where people never dance
Spirits go down, while profits expand
The cops or dealers, WHOS GOT THE JUICE?!
The street vendors pedalling the BOILED GOOSE
So many types of people...they'll never get along!
TILL THE BUST OUT MY BOOMBOX
AND PLAY THIS SONG!
["Chorus"]
Transport now to an old folks home
Where the elderly are tossed on their brittle bones
The orderlies are stealing there's no excuse
Everyday for lunch they eat BOILED GOOSE!
So i grabd my boombox and hit the turbo bass
And what happened next was a total disgrace.....
Everybody started having sex
The music was wayyyy too powerful
A bunch of old people f*cking like rabbit
It was disgusting to say the least
OH!
A boombox can change the world, you gotta know your limits with the
BOOMBOX
This was a cautionary tale
a BOOMBOX is not a toy!
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