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For Those Of Ya'll Who Wear Fannie Packs Lyrics
Step on your finger.
Damn! See if I can play with one hand...
See? Sounds good.
Oh, goddamn, I saw a goddamn fucking goddamn.
Goddamn. Woah!
Oh, goddamn.
Fucking goddamn.
Oh, goddamn.
Oh, goddamn.
Shit, yeah it's cool.
Oh, goddamn.
Shit, yeah it's cool.
Oh, goddamn.
Shit, yeah it's cool.
Oh, goddamn.
Shit, yeah it's cool.
Oh, goddamn.
Shit, yeah it's cool.
Oh, goddamn.
Play it on the radio.
Shit, yeah it's cool.
Shit, yeah it's cool.
Shit, yeah it's cool.
Oh, goddamn.
Come here one time, what's up y'all.
I got this fucking rim going on out here.
I'm gonna give a shout out
To my home boy out there in LA:
Wussup boy? Wussup yo? Come on.
Oh, goddamn.
Yo this goes out to my home boy Tre,
Going on in Chapel Hill.
Yeah shouts out as aka known as "Roadie Killer".
They all said it.
Mmm-hmm.
They all said it.
Ugh!
They all said it.
Mmm.
They all said it.
Yo shouts out to my main manager-man, Al Wolmark,
Known as aka, "Ill Pride of Motherfucker".
CEC
CEC
CEC
Bring in the bass, ya'll!
Yeah! And I thought that's how you felt
About the motherfucker!
Yeah! I thought that's how you felt.
Yeah Sledge, bring in the bass. Yeah.
For those of ya'll that wear fannie packs,
Yah come on.
For those of ya'll that wear fannie packs,
Come on!
For those of y'all that wear fannie packs!
And ponytails!
Come on!
For those of ya'll that wear fannie packs
And ponytails,
I've got the fucking on!
Yeah! My boy Sledge on the bass in your face!
My boy Ben on the piano, comin' in.
Let him in! Let him in!
Yeah!
Let my boy Ben in. Alright.
Yeah.
Hey D! Hey D!
Yo, wassup?
Oh, goddamn.
You gonna let me in D?
Wassup?
You gonna let me in?
Yo, let that piano solo in.
Let me in!
Let me in!
Goddamn!
Yeah,
Yeah,
Yeah,
Yeah!
Yeah, ah.
I been around the world,
I've seen things happen.
I don't my singing and I don't mind rapping.
I could find another hundred ways to get my shit.
Goddamn, that's so fucking shit!
Yeah, I said for those of y'all with fannie packs:
Your song's coming up, it's coming at ya!
I wanna borrow an Alan wrench,
I wanna borrow some duct tape,
I wanna borrow a mic cable.
Bass in your face!
Bass in your face,
Ugh!
Bass in your face,
Ugh!
Bass in your face,
Ugh!
Ugh!
Yo G, see in.
Alright, let's break it, break it, break it down.
We're gonna break this shit on down.
Gimme some bass.
Aaaaaah
Ah that pretty good.
Bring this shit in!
Oh goddamn!
Oh goddamn!
Oh goddamn!
Oh goddamn!
Shit, yeah it's cool
Shit, yeah it's cool
Shit, yeah it's cool
Yeah!
Shit, yeah it's cool
Shit, motherfuckers.
Play that cymbal, man,
Play that tasty, tasty high-hat work.
Yo, I'm gonna bring that tasty high work,
I'm gonna bring that shit in.
I wanna taste it, man.
Right now!
Ha ha ha!
A ha ha ha!
Yeah
Ha ha ha!
Goddamn
A ha ha ha!
Yah, this song goes out to
My main-man at The Point in Atlanta
Wussup, G? Gimme more fucking monitor man!
Bernie!
I'm sorry, I can't give you any more monitor than that.
It won't go any higher than that because the transistors,
The resistors, they won't go any higher!
Yo, yo eh!
Alright, yo, take this motherfucker out
With a piano solo.
Goddamn, ugh!
Ugh, goddamn.
Uh.
Alright.
Turn that shit out.
1! 2! 3! 4!
Ugh!
Ha ha ha! I hoped you taped that!
That's our next single.
Oh, they left.
They gave up.
"These guys are fucking idiots."
Ha ha ha!
That sucked!
Damn! See if I can play with one hand...
See? Sounds good.
Fucking goddamn.
Oh, goddamn.
Oh, goddamn.
Shit, yeah it's cool.
Oh, goddamn.
Shit, yeah it's cool.
Oh, goddamn.
Shit, yeah it's cool.
Oh, goddamn.
Shit, yeah it's cool.
Oh, goddamn.
Shit, yeah it's cool.
Shit, yeah it's cool.
Oh, goddamn.
I got this fucking rim going on out here.
I'm gonna give a shout out
To my home boy out there in LA:
Wussup boy? Wussup yo? Come on.
Going on in Chapel Hill.
Yeah shouts out as aka known as "Roadie Killer".
Mmm-hmm.
They all said it.
Ugh!
They all said it.
Mmm.
They all said it.
Known as aka, "Ill Pride of Motherfucker".
CEC
CEC
About the motherfucker!
Yeah! I thought that's how you felt.
Yeah Sledge, bring in the bass. Yeah.
Yah come on.
For those of ya'll that wear fannie packs,
Come on!
For those of y'all that wear fannie packs!
And ponytails!
Come on!
For those of ya'll that wear fannie packs
And ponytails,
I've got the fucking on!
My boy Ben on the piano, comin' in.
Let him in! Let him in!
Yeah!
Let my boy Ben in. Alright.
Yeah.
Yo, wassup?
Oh, goddamn.
You gonna let me in D?
Wassup?
You gonna let me in?
Yo, let that piano solo in.
Let me in!
Let me in!
Goddamn!
Yeah,
Yeah,
Yeah!
Yeah, ah.
I've seen things happen.
I don't my singing and I don't mind rapping.
I could find another hundred ways to get my shit.
Your song's coming up, it's coming at ya!
I wanna borrow some duct tape,
I wanna borrow a mic cable.
Bass in your face!
Ugh!
Bass in your face,
Ugh!
Bass in your face,
Ugh!
Ugh!
Yo G, see in.
We're gonna break this shit on down.
Gimme some bass.
Ah that pretty good.
Bring this shit in!
Oh goddamn!
Oh goddamn!
Oh goddamn!
Shit, yeah it's cool
Shit, yeah it's cool
Yeah!
Shit, yeah it's cool
Shit, motherfuckers.
Play that tasty, tasty high-hat work.
Yo, I'm gonna bring that tasty high work,
I'm gonna bring that shit in.
I wanna taste it, man.
Right now!
A ha ha ha!
Yeah
Ha ha ha!
Goddamn
A ha ha ha!
My main-man at The Point in Atlanta
Wussup, G? Gimme more fucking monitor man!
Bernie!
It won't go any higher than that because the transistors,
The resistors, they won't go any higher!
Yo, yo eh!
With a piano solo.
Goddamn, ugh!
Uh.
Turn that shit out.
1! 2! 3! 4!
Ugh!
That's our next single.
Oh, they left.
They gave up.
"These guys are fucking idiots."
Ha ha ha!
That sucked!
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More than an improv. I think this song is an attack at Neu-Metal (mainly Rage Against the Machine).
A lot of the lyrics in this song come from famous saying or quirks frequent in Rage songs, like...
take this motherfucker out...
bring in the bass...
Alright, let's break it, break it, break it down...
Ugh.. (said in the exact same voice)
Bring this shit in!...
Bass in your face!...
take this motherfucker out!...
Given the conflict between BF5 and Neu-Metal groups and the word-for-word lyrics, I would have to say this would be a jam session with a bit of mockery and critism (like "Rockin' the Suburbs")
Also, The singer (I'm geussing its Darren Jessee because Slegde and Folds are both playing and talk to the singer during the song) mocks De La Rocha's singing style and voice
this song is hilarious.
although, if you're not already a fan, it might just come across as bizarre.
uhh.. Even as a hardcore fan.. this song still comes across as bizarre.. : )
i thought it was a joke or someone being stupid....lol
This song IS a joke. Ben wrote on the liner notes for Naked Babies Photos that this one was just the guys screwing around before a show. A direct quote: "Engineers tend to go out for coffee while we're on these kicks and luckily they often leave the tape machines on."
Well, i think they are just making fun of rap songs. Which i personally don't like rap. So if someone makes me listen to this song, i jsut turn around and listen to this and realize what a much better artist that ben is than rappers. rap isn't even music.
This song was ALL IMPROVISED on the spot when it was recorded...Thats why he says "I hope we taped that" at the end...They didnt mix it or anything before releasing it on "Naked Baby Photos"...and even though its bizarre, its not intentionally making fun of rap because the lyrics are FREESTYLED
this..uh..."song"..is awesome. i found the naked baby photos album in my house the other day and listened to it, its effing cool.
Basically, Ben Folds is completely hysterical. If you can, try and get your hands on Short Bus Benny. It's only ever been done live, I think, but it's another rap. It's SO unPC and SO the funniest thing you've ever heard.
ohhhhhh god day-um.