They Want Efx Lyrics - Das Efx

Bum stiggedy bum stiggedy bum, hon, I got the old pa-rum-pum-pum-pum 

But I can fe-fi-fo-fum, diddly-bum, here I come 

So peter piper, I'm hyper than pinochio's nose 

I'm the supercalafragilistic tic-tac pro 

I gave my oopsy, daisy, now you've got the crazy 

Crazy with the books, googley-goo where's the gravy 

So one two, unbuckle my, um shoe 

Yabba doo, hippity-hoo, crack a brew 

So trick or treat, smell my feet, yup I drippedy-dropped a hit 

So books get on your mark and spark that old censorship 

Drats and double drats, I smiggedy-smacked some whiz kids 

The boogedy-woogedly brooklyn boy's about to get his, dig 

My waist bone's connected to my hip bone 

My hip bone's connected to my thigh bone 

My thigh bone's connected to my knee bone 

My knee bone's connected to my hardy-har-har-har 

The jibbedy-jabber jaw ja-jabbing at your funny bone, um 

Skip the ovaltine, I'd rather have a honeycomb 

Or preferably the sesame, let's spiggedy-spark the blunts, um 

Dun dun dun dun dun, dun dun 

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They want efx, some live efx 

They want efx, some live efx 

Snap a neck for some live efx 

Well I'll be darned, shiver me timbers, yo head for the hills 

I picked a weeping willow, and a daffodil 

So back up bucko or I'll pulverize mcgruff 

'cause this little piggy gets busy and stuff 

Arrivederci, heavens to mercy, honky tonk I get swift 

I caught a snuffleufagus and smoked a boogaloo spliff 

I got the nooks, the cranies, the nitty gritty fodey-doe 

All aboard, cast away, hey where's my boogaloo? 

Oh I'm steaming, agony 

Why's everybody always picking on me 

They call me puddin' tane, and rap's my game 

You ask me again and I'll t-tell you the same 

'cause I'm the vulgar vegemintarian, so stick 'em up freeze 

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So no park sausages, mom, please 

A-blitz shoots the breeze, twiddly-dee shoots his lip 

Crazy dazy shot the sheriff, yup and I shot the gift 

And that's pretty sneaky, sis oh yep 

I got my socks off, my rocks off, my nestle's cup of cocoa 

Holly hobby tried to slob me, tried to rob me silly stunt 

Diggedy-dun dun dun dun dun, dun dun 

They want efx, some live efx 

They want efx, some live efx 

They want efx, some live efx 

Snap a neck for some live efx 

Yahoo, hidee-ho yup I'm coming around the stretch 

So here fido boy, fetch, boy, fetch 

I got the rope-a-dope a slippery choker, look at me get raw 

And I'm the hickory-dickory top of morning boogoloo big jaw 

With the yippedy zippedy winnie the pooh bad boy blue, 

Yo crazy got the gusto, what up, I swing that too 

So nincompoop give a hoot and stomp a troop without a strain 

Like roscoe b. coltrane 

I spiggedy-spark a spiff and give a twist like chubby checker 

I take my froot loops with two scoops, make it double decker 

Oh vince, the baby come to papa duke 

A babaloo, ooh, a babaloo boogedy boo 

I went from gucci to stussy, to fliggedy-flam a groupie 

To zsa zsa, to yibbedy-yabba dabba hoochie koochie 

Tally ho i-i'll take my stove top instead of potatoes, so 

Maybe I'll shoot 'em now, nope maybe I'll shoot 'em later, yep 

I used to have a dog and bingo was his name oh, so uh 

B - I - n - g - o-oh 

You do the hokey pokey and you turn yourself around, hon, so uh 

Dun dun dun dun dun, dun dun 

They want efx, some live efx 

They want efx, some live efx 

They want efx, some live efx 

Snap a neck for some live efx