2010 remix
words and music by Wet Dentist
guest vox by Deborah Denise
recorded, mixed and mastered by Wet Dentist
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Swine Flu You!
Here we go Here we go Here we go Here we go
It’s been a long while – been in remission
Bracing myself for cataclysm
Some people that I meet they ride around in screaming cars
Breaking the law, breaking the law, breaking the law
I’ll ride around a crotch rocket
I’ll ride around a crotch rocket
And cops in their hazmats double hazmats
Dream of runnin’ on Dunkin right now
They dream of runnin’ on Dunkin right now
Heading for the hovercraft Heading for the hovercraft
Heading for the hovercraft Heading for the hovercraft
Yeah. Can’t you tell? Party time in Mexico and it’s so fucking hot
I swear I’m gonna break that record for the most tequila shots
CH
I can’t wait for the throngs of thongs
I can’t wait for the throngs of thongs
I can’t wait for the throngs of thongs
I stand here where nothing is wrong
Anderson Cooper and Sanjay Gupta
Are here together just to get their groove on
And they speculate
I’m munchin’ down the pot brownie cake
The girls are totally wild, wild
It’s all about the face time
All about the face time
It’s all about the face time
All about the face time
And now I’m heading for the hovercraft
Bitches’ plastic credit cards cut cocaine into lines
For a table they use the backside of a brand new box of wine
And shards of just a little bit of me
End up in their noses and they getting all giggly
Timbaland and Timberlake are pumping through my system
And like a flat-footed platypus I could stamp out all of Christendom
But I can be much more diversified
Let’s party down all’uh’yuh, here’s a big wet kiss now
So everybody get in line
CH
You wanna get your nose wet?
I wanna get my nose wet
You wanna get your knife wet?
I wanna get my knife wet
BRIDGE
But I bet it’s just 50/50
That it’s these awesome drugs uplift me
Or maybe there’s really no cure for me
Here, have a couple pieces of this fluffy
Chinese-constructed opium candy
Look at this jock funnel down Jaeger flavored keg beer
That I’m pouring out of this fish tank right here
He got his friends screaming “chug, chug, chug”
Like any old skank I’ll slide on down his throat in the form of a rainbow slug
It’ll be easy because everyone’s already blacked-out and back at the club
They already figured out who they’s gonna hook up with
If I get my swerve on right
Because Gupta just said that I can be out of sight dynamite
And my mojito tastes alright
Yeah, I could waste a skank tonight, or maybe a hundred thousand
If I get my swerve on right
But hey, who knows? I could get totally hosed
And be embarrassed when the report is that they lived
I’ll have to tell my friends “who really gives a shit?
‘cause I can come back anytime all mutated, not wasted
And all the antidotes I’ll be confiscating and you know what they say
About poorly planned antidotes”
And then the Plague yells at me “yo shut up
I gotta knife and I’m not afraid to cut up
One-time friends with aspirations
to stamp out all of Christendom even better than I did
I was the Black Death, I was just that close. I was almost the most
Devastating motherfucking oh I’m sorry, I forgot . . . but you know what I mean”
CH
You wanna get your nose wet?
I wanna get my nose wet
You wanna get your knife wet?
I wanna get my knife wet
I’m just a swine flu traveling rap machine
Infecting all the fly ladies at the head parties
I’m a swine flu traveling bitch rap machine
What up blood? Yo talk to me
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