Space Ho's Lyrics
| Song | Space Ho's |
| Artist | Danger Doom |
| Album | The Mouse and the Mask |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Burton, Dumile | |
| (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 b-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 |
| zuo qu : Burton, Dumile | |
| 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 WayOuts 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 diddlysquat | |
| 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 bboy, 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 |
| zuò qǔ : Burton, Dumile | |
| 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 WayOuts 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 diddlysquat | |
| 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 bboy, 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 |
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