El-P - Dead Disnee lyrics

to Get retarded on a boom box frame (frame!) When all the funny little games are dead (dead!) Rush said he didn't like the name (name!) Try to tell me that my peoples aren't Def? (Def!) Rebels spill the pattern thats dusty (dusty!) Uprock with a mad hatter thought (thought!) Tryin to act live on Mr Toad's Wild Ride Get ingested without prejudice daddy's revenge on Oedipus Standing on a precipice holding hands with Gepetto the lecherous Manipulator of oak, the sick joke liars want to be real and conceal the nose growth in the first row a the show, try to front you get choked Slayed Bambi, sprayed his whole family Try to act cute, got his hoofs in my pantry Frolic through the woods destitute and mad aggy Brainwashed badly, the propaganda had me When the design of modern culture is modeled after new (Sodom) Bottle and packeged with emotions for kiddies to get robotic I come with damage thats fantastically uncomfortable, k** the paradigm vomiting rotted language addict, thorns for Brer rabbit When the city burns down I'm gonna go to Disney World, world world world world Front now, you got a cheshire cat grin eerie malevolence of commerce combined with backspins I'm just a kid, tryin' to do good for my friends whose lives end While the queen of radio play painting the carnations red Fantasia 2000, was a number one flick The housing development built to collapse quick arousing the relevant faith to berate this Dousing the machine, gasoline and flame fists I'm full blown, apocaloid perp needle dirt Born to make a thumper that warns the scorched earth Anarchist chef, make napalm from Nerf Put the propane to the fertilizer watch it convert Penny... ante, cheaply imitated the dead dis rotary blade persuade many But look a little closer, the jails are not empty the rabbit hole, made for the meek and re-entry You're on the wrong side of the looking gla** now Paw, face it My brainiac drums make computers lose patience Decepticon era kid, scream Zulu Nation A hundred and forty nine stay high battle cadence Live among the merchants of blood (blood!) but all the power and control means sh** (sh**!) now you can frolic with the demons in the mud (mud!) But motherf**er you don't want to match wits (wits!) Spit on a corporate lackey, unhand me Hand me the contract and back away slowly Spit sh** distorted if wack, I'm disbanding Either feel the hellfire, or pay what you owe me Top of the world mom, and all these lights are so bright the Epcot center of the industry, snorting snow white Tryin to find a happy thought, dwarves wanna fly And naked lethal weapon plunge off a high rise Up against the Weathermen? you're an adult in never neverland Dumbos that step on toes with that fly sh** contraband veteran straight from the nang d**h cookie duely compensated by saturation of rookies No self pity and no savin' the children No romance, dancin' and group hugs No tolerance for internet wars or soft beats Lord of the island where Piggy got stuck When the city burns down I'm gonna go to Disney world World, world, world, world When the city burns down I'm gonna go to Disney world World, world, world, world When the city burns down I'm gonna go to Disney world World, world, world, world When the city burns down I'm gonna go to Disney world World, world, world, world (Dead Disney motherf**ers... ha, El Producto Yo... 2002 sh**, bring your kids, bring the family Weathermen, Def Jux, ha, ha)