All you people up there in City Hall,
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You're fuckin' it up for the people that's in the streets.
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This is a song for the people in the streets,
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Not the people City Hall.
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All you motherfuckers in the streets it's time to rise up,
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Come along children and fuckin' rise!
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Lots of times when me and KG are watchin'
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All the fuckin' shit that goes down at City Hall,
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We get the feeling we should fuck shit up,
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Yeah we should fuckin' start a riot.
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A Riot!
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We have 'em screaming in the streets,
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we have 'em tippin' over shit and breakin' fuckin' windows of small businesses,
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and settin' fuckin' fires!
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and settin' fuckin' fires!
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and settin' fuckin' fires!
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[spoken]
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And then after the smoke is cleared,
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and the rubble has been swept away,
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me and KG will peek out our heads.
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We've been watching the riots on a monitor twenty floors below sea level,
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from a bunker.
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We did it Rage-Kage, we beat the bastards of City Hall!
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[laughs] But now what will we do?
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We must rebuild. But who will lead us in the rebuilding process?
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Man, it's got to be someone with the know-how
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and the elbow grease to lead us to a new land.
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No, not me and KG, we don't have the cognitive capacity to lead...
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Alright, we'll do it!
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[sung]
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We'll lead as Two Kings,
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We'll lead as Two Kings.
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Ahhhaaa (Two Kings, we'll lead as Two Kings)
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Ah-ha ah-how,
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We'll lead as Two Kings.
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[spoken]
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The first decree is to legalize marijuana.
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The tyranny and the bullshit's gone on too long.
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You old fuckin' shrivs who blocked it's legalization,
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you're banished from the land!
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[sung]
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We'll lead as Two Kings,
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We'll lead as Two Kings.
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Ahhhaaa (Two Kings, we'll lead as Two Kings)
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Ah-ha ah-how,
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Lead as Two Kings.
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[spoken]
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The second decree: no more pollution, no more car exhaust,
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or ocean dumpage. From now on, we will travel in tubes!
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[sung]
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We'll lead as Two Kings, oh, yeah,
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We'll fuckin' lead as Two Kings.
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[spoken]
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Get the scientists working on the tube technology, immediately.
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(Tube technology.) Chop, chop, let's go.
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[spoken]
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Third decree: no more... rich people: and poor people.
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From now on, we will all be the same... ummm, I dunno,
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I gotta think about that...
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[sung]
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We'll lead as Two Kings
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Ah yeah, ah yeahhhahahaha.
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Ha-ha-ho-hee, ha-ha-ho-hee-ha-ha-ho-ho-ho-ho.
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[spoken]
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[JB:] Oh my God.
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[KG:] Ahh... What?
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[JB:] Dude, the red phone is flashing.
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[KG:] Oh, yeah.
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[JB:] Let me scoop that up. Hello? Two Kings.
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[KG:] Who is it?
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[JB:] What?! No! No fucking way!
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[KG:] What?
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[JB:] Rage, there's a potato famine in Idaho, you gotta go down there!
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[KG:] Oh my God... what?
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[JB:] Dude, I gotta stay here!
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[KG:] Why do I have to go?
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[JB:] Please! Please!
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[KG:] Oh, God, okay.
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[JB:] Awesome... is he gone? Alright, emergency meeting of Parliament.
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All right Parliament, I know this is fucked up,
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but Rage, he can't be King anymore.
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Dudes, he's encroaching on my decrees!
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Seriously, let's make him "Duke," a kick ass "Duke."
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Or "leader formerly known as King," but-- uh-oh he's comin' back...
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[sung]
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We'll lead as Two Kings, oh yes
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we'll really lead as Two Kings.
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[spoken]
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[KG:] Uh, dude?
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[JB:] Rage.
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[KG:] I went all over Idaho...
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[JB:] Yeah?
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[KG:] Uh, plenty of potatoes everywhere.
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[JB:] What? There was no famine?
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[KG:] Yeah, there was no famine, no.
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[JB:] Dude.
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[KG:] I don't know what's uh...
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[JB:] A toast...
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[KG:] A toast...
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[JB:] Long live the "D."
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[KG:] Long live the "D."
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[clinking of glasses]
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[JB:] Long live me. I'm sorry, I poisoned your wine.
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[KG:] What?
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[JB:] For the good of the land.
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[KG:] You p-- I poisoned yours... huh heh, as well.
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[JB/KG:] Noooooooooo!!!!!
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No!
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[sung]
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City, city, city, city, city, city, shitty.
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Shitty, city, shitty, shitty, city, city, shitty.
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Hall, hall, hall, hall, hall, hall, hall, hall.
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People inside me are askin' me to smoke up City Hall,
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'Cause no one here is talkin'.
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People inside me are askin' me to blow up City Hall,
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'Cause no one here is rockin'.
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People inside me are askin' me to blow up City Hall,
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'Cause everyone is Rock-'em Sock-'em Robots.
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