Anti-jackson Rap Lyrics - Singles - Pratt Dave And The Sex Machine Band

I'd like to say hi to all the girls in the balcony 

Okay-get my Brooke Shields doll out 

Get my left glove on my left hand 

Are ya ready? 

I'm sick of Michael Jackson 

I'm tired of all that 

So this is the Anti-Jackson Rap 

I don't like his music 

I think he's a bum 

So let's keep him out of the Valley of the Sun 

All right! 

CHORUS 

Now, Weird Al says, Michael, won't ya eat it? 

I say take your brothers and beat it, beat it, beat it 

Well, let me tell ya, everybody 

When push comes to shove 

We know what Michael Jackson can do with that glove 

Somebody throw him a Pepsi 

And one for Billie Jean 

Now light a match for the sex machines 

Brooke Shields, this one's for you! 

Now, Brooke Shields says, Michael 

Why do you ignore me 

Well, Michael saves his kisses 

For his little friend Boy Georgie 

CHORUS 

Now, you can have the Jackson five 

And all of that jive 

We'll be rockin' in the red 

To keep our hopes alive 

Now I hope he stays away 

And never comes to 'Zona 

'Cause I'm the King Salami 

But he's the King Bologna 

Now, the Jackson may come 

Maybe, just maybe 

But from all the morning people 

Hey, suck wind, baby 

CHORUS 

Oh, many, ya got my glove all dirty 

Who don't you like me, Boy George gonna hit you 

Brooke, Brooke, they're pickin' on me Brooke, Brooke? 

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