Space Ho’s – Danger Doom – letras

[Space Ghost]I don’t believe this!I get rid of those two evil maniacs who try to ruin my showAnd I get two evil GUESTS who are trying to ruin my show[Zorak]FEH!Just who came up with the stupid ideaof giving Space Ghost a talk show in the first place?[MF Doom]How they gave his own show to Tad GhostalAny given second he could go mad postalStay wavin that power band space cannonAnd have the nerve to jump in the face, of Race BannonPunked out; luckily he deaded itAnd guess who’s the schmuck whose credited with editing it?Your man Moltar, the cop outAin’t have no other career choice, he dropped outSince when the Way-Outs included ZorakWay back he used to rub his thorax in Borax{*Zorak laughs*} I’m not the one that sold him to itIf he won’t admit it, I’m not gonna hold him to itIt’s all love and no hate thoughFor all that, the Villain need to get his own late showDo a monologue and jest with the guestsMadlib, switch the beat and walk him to the deskWith Danger holding down the control roomLate again returning from commercial – I told you Doom!Early, he’s on B.P.T.Catch him on public access free TVAnd 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 flamesMouse switched the screen to some hot damesTonight’s audience will receive miscreant video gamesAnd fifteen seconds of fame – pitiful lames!It’s just a shame; I’m zoninCompetin for the same prime time slot as ConanNo dummy, IchigawaAnnouncement free lunch to any stunt who lets me plow herin the shower for an hour, the kids ‘sposed to be asleepOr else to join it sound like Road Runner – BEEP BEEP!Later this week – Big Ben KlingonAfter him there’s no one else we could afford to bring on… Keep it ghettoAnd let ’em know, B.Y.O.B. from the get go[*ahem*] I’d like to propose a toastTo the grossest host, Space Ho’s Coast to CoastThat destructo ray’s a played out gagAnd the cape and the pants suit, lookin like a straight out…Dag! Don’t mean to sound crunchyHit a honey from the back and crumpled up her scrunchieA light snack, hungry munchieFelt a funny hunch that she told him donkey punch meTomorrow it’s Father Guido SarducciFather MC, and Charo « Coochie Coochie »With her new best seller, « Who You Call a Hoochie? »A proud sponsor of the snoochie boochie noochiesLook Leela eyeball to eyeballsAnd find out how to get inside them sugar pie wallsOur next guest a real cutey specimenAnd she’s startin to get a little booty, Miss Judy JetsonSo 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 gotUp against the Villy, it’s really not diddly-squatUntil they head hurts – when it come to wreckCrews is like them dudes in red shirts off Star TrekHe Kirk, he Spock, he McCoyBeen b-boy, since you jerks first squeezed toysBorn to be the host with the mostWhen 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 youYou know why? Because, it’s my showMine, not yours – Space GhostIt ain’t « Doom Coast to Coast »Yeah, yeah sure, here are the keys to the showWhy don’t you drive for a while?Yeah America’s cravin some Doom, here you goDanger Doom Lyrics