A wanna be gangster
Thinkin' he's a wise guy
Rob another bank
He's a sock 'em in the eye guy
Tank head
Mr Bonnie and Clyde guy
Look him in the eye
He's not my kinda guy
A backed up paddywagon
Mackin' on a cat's a**
One upper cut
To the cold upper middle class
Born to storm
On boredom's face
Add a little l***
To the funky a** Flea bass
Most in the race
Just loose their grace
The blackest hole
In all of s***e
Crooked as a hooker
Now suck my thumb
Anybody wanna come get some
Don't ask me why
I'm flying so high
Mr Bubble meets superfly
In my third eye
Searching for a soul bride
She's my freakette
Soak it up inside
Deeper than a secret
Much more
Than meets the eye
To the funk
I fall into my new ride
My hand my hand
Magic on the one
Is a medicine man
Thinkin' of a few
Taboos that I ought to kill
Dancin' on their face
Like a stage in Vaudeville
I feel so good
Can't be understood
Booty of a hoodlum
Rockin' my red hood
A backed up paddywagon
Mackin' on a cat's a**
One upper cut
To the cold upper middle class
Born to storm
On boredom's face
Add a little l***
To the funky a** Flea bass
Most in the race
Just loose their grace
The blackest hole
In all of s***e
Crooked as a hooker
Now suck my thumb
Anybody wanna come get some
If you have to ask
You'll never know
Funky m***********
Will not be told to go
If you have to ask
You'll never know
Thinkin' he's a wise guy
Rob another bank
He's a sock 'em in the eye guy
Tank head
Mr Bonnie and Clyde guy
Look him in the eye
He's not my kinda guy
A backed up paddywagon
Mackin' on a cat's a**
One upper cut
To the cold upper middle class
Born to storm
On boredom's face
Add a little l***
To the funky a** Flea bass
Most in the race
Just loose their grace
The blackest hole
In all of s***e
Crooked as a hooker
Now suck my thumb
Anybody wanna come get some
Don't ask me why
I'm flying so high
Mr Bubble meets superfly
In my third eye
Searching for a soul bride
She's my freakette
Soak it up inside
Deeper than a secret
Much more
Than meets the eye
To the funk
I fall into my new ride
My hand my hand
Magic on the one
Is a medicine man
Thinkin' of a few
Taboos that I ought to kill
Dancin' on their face
Like a stage in Vaudeville
I feel so good
Can't be understood
Booty of a hoodlum
Rockin' my red hood
A backed up paddywagon
Mackin' on a cat's a**
One upper cut
To the cold upper middle class
Born to storm
On boredom's face
Add a little l***
To the funky a** Flea bass
Most in the race
Just loose their grace
The blackest hole
In all of s***e
Crooked as a hooker
Now suck my thumb
Anybody wanna come get some
If you have to ask
You'll never know
Funky m***********
Will not be told to go
If you have to ask
You'll never know