Space Ho's Lyrics - Mouse & The Mask - Danger Doom

[Space Ghost] 

I don't believe this! 

I get rid of those two evil maniacs who try to ruin my show 

And I get two evil GUESTS who are trying to ruin my show 

[Zorak] 

FEH! 

Just who came up with the stupid idea 

Of giving Space Ghost a talk show in the first place? 

[MF Doom] 

How they gave his own show to Tad Ghostal 

Any given second he could go mad postal 

Stay wavin that power band space cannon 

And have the nerve to jump in the face, of Race Bannon 

Punked out; luckily he deaded it 

And guess who's the schmuck whose credited with editing it? 

Your man Moltar, the cop out 

Ain't have no other career choice, he dropped out 

Since when the Way-Outs included Zorak 

Way back he used to rub his thorax in Borax 

{*Zorak laughs*} I'm not the one that sold him to it 

If he won't admit it, I'm not gonna hold him to it 

It's all love and no hate though 

For all that, the Villain need to get his own late show 

Do a monologue and jest with the guests 

Madlib, switch the beat and walk him to the desk 

With Danger holding down the control room 

Late again returning from commercial - I told you Doom! 

Early, he's on B.P.T. 

Catch him on public access free TV 

And we're back, live on the air with Brak {"Hey!"} 

So Brak, how your man got a show that's so whack? {"What?"} 

Have you ever thought to work with Err and Ignignokt an' them? 

{*Err laughs*} And do you got enough oxygen from this toxic phlegm? 

Another sec', his neck woulda got flames 

Mouse switched the screen to some hot dames 

Tonight's audience will receive miscreant video games 

And fifteen seconds of fame - pitiful lames! 

It's just a shame; I'm zonin 

Competin for the same prime time slot as Conan 

No dummy, Ichigawa 

Announcement free lunch to any stunt who lets me plow her 

In the shower for an hour, the kids 'sposed to be asleep 

Or else to join it sound like Road Runner - BEEP BEEP! 

Later this week - Big Ben Klingon 

After him there's no one else we could afford to bring on 

... Keep it ghetto 

And let 'em know, B.Y.O.B. from the get go 

[*ahem*] I'd like to propose a toast 

To the grossest host, Space Ho's Coast to Coast 

That destructo ray's a played out gag 

And the cape and the pants suit, lookin like a straight out... 

Dag! Don't mean to sound crunchy 

Hit a honey from the back and crumpled up her scrunchie 

A light snack, hungry munchie 

Felt a funny hunch that she told him donkey punch me 

Tomorrow it's Father Guido Sarducci 

Father MC, and Charo "Coochie Coochie" 

With her new best seller, "Who You Call a Hoochie?" 

A proud sponsor of the snoochie boochie noochies 

Look Leela eyeball to eyeballs 

And find out how to get inside them sugar pie walls 

Our next guest a real cutey specimen 

And she's startin to get a little booty, Miss Judy Jetson 

So Judy; boxers, briefs or fig leaf? 

As you know I wear my boxers so my big... 

Cue the rapper tell him bring what little he got 

Up against the Villy, it's really not diddly-squat 

Until they head hurts - when it come to wreck 

Crews is like them dudes in red shirts off Star Trek 

He Kirk, he Spock, he McCoy 

Been be -boy, since you jerks first squeezed toys 

Born to be the host with the most 

When it's on it's on, Space Ho's Coast to Coast 

[Space Ghost] 

You think I'm just gonna hand over my show to you Doom? 

Have you lost your {fucking} mind? 

Listen; I'm not gonna hand my show over to you 

You know why? Because, it's my show 

Mine, not yours - Space Ghost 

It ain't "Doom Coast to Coast" 

Yeah, yeah sure, here are the keys to the show 

Why don't you drive for a while? 

Yeah America's cravin some Doom, here you go