| Lyrics: | [spoken]
[KG:] Dude, we gotta fuckin' write something new. C'mon.
[strums]
[JB:] I
don't like that. So far ba--, off to a bad start.
[strums again]
[JB:] Better, closer,
warmer.
[strums again]
[JB:] That's it. Okay.
[sung]
I love ya baby but
all I can think about is
Kielbasa sausage, your butt cheeks is warm.
I check my dipstick,
you need lubrication honey,
My kielbasa sausage has just got to perform.
Now get it
on!
I see you walkin', but all I can think about is
Dianetics, your butt cheeks is
warm.
I check my dipstick, you need lubrication honey,
My kielbasa sausage has just got to
perform.
Now I've been set loose-ah,
I'm shooting my juice-ah,
Right in your
caboose.
Now fuckin' get it on!
Now get it on.
Get it on!
Dianetics Jr.
much better than Krishna,
Dianetics Jr. much better indeed,
And all you people here you're
tremendous,
(Except the people in the back),
And you're smokin' up a big-ass bowl of
weed
With me, me and KG.
All right!
Oh yeah,
All right! Oh my God!
All the
ladies in the house say yeah (yeah),
C'mon, you muthafucka say a prayer (prayer),
When ya
fight, ya gotsta fight fair,
You muthafucka, ho, you muthafucka,
You know what time it
is?
Tenacious D time, you muthafucka, go!
Fuck yeah!
Yeah,
yeah!
[spoken]
Dude, that was TNT. |
