King Geedorah - The Final Hour lyrics

The final hour is approaching for the people of Earth, hear this She said, "Excuse me, villain, you be illin' with the wordplay" He said, "Thank you very much, I'm billin' till Thursday" Once heard a beat drum it sounded like a sloppy knock Whoever was on the mic, speech is pure poppyco*k These go back to the days of poplock Even back to rumors that Mikey died off pop rocks Where the girls wore jellies and played hop scotch Older broads used to wear tennises and sloppy socks APB, the three-headed with the fancy crown Last seen headed towards a city in shanty town All of a sudden, can't be found Safe and sound, mouth on the nipple, panties down Put a choke hold on the monster from Ogopogo Whoever did they vocals and also they so-so logo That's a no-no, through the wheels of steel, phono Geedorah, no deals pro bono Ahh