Finger Lickin' Good (2009 Digital Remaster)歌词

作词 : Beastie Boys, Caldato, Fite ...
作曲 : Steve Hill/Michael Diamond/Adam Horovitz/Mario Caldato Jr./Adam Yauch/Wendell Fite
Is finger lickin', finger lickin' good job?
Finger lickin', a finger lickin' good job?
Is finger lickin', is finger lickin' good job?
Is finger lickin', is finger lickin' good job?
Look at, look at, uh, huh
Look at, look at, uh, huh
Look at, look at, uh, huh
Look at, look at, uh, huh
So Mike D. what's up?
Yo Yauch what's up?
Come on, Mike let's tear it up
Hear no evil see no evil talkin' no ********
So many damn people are so damn full of it
Keyboard money mark you know he's not havin' it
Just give him some money and he'll build you a cabinet
I'm convinced that
Vince is rippin' me off
I think it's his girdle that's tippin' me off
Mike D's out back and he's growin' onions
I've got bigger buds than my man
Paul Bunyon's
I've been goin' nuts gettin' all cooped up
Fully hermitizin' but now
I'm gettin' souped up
It's time to turn on a brand new chapter
Settin' my sights and you know what
I'm afterI'll be in the paper the news with
Ernie Ernesto
They'll even print my recipe for pasta with pesto
Now here's another special of the day
You see I've got more spice than the frugal gourmet
Finger lickin', finger lickin' good job?
Is finger lickin', is finger lickin' good job?
Is finger lickin', is finger lickin' good job?
Look at, look at, uh, huh
Look at, look at, uh, huh
Look at, look at, uh, huh
Look at, look at, uh, huh
Mike D? Huh?
What you got for me?
Show these good people what it means to be
DWell they call me
Mike D. with the mad man style
I put the mic up to my lips and
I can scream for a while
Created a sound at which many were shocked
I've got million ideas that
I ain't even rocked
I've got the light bulb flashin' on the top of my head
Never wake up on the wrong side of the bed
You're an idea man not a yes man
With a point to make you're bound to take a stand'
Cause I'm
Pete the Puma
Minnie the
MoocherGot every type of flavor that will suit 'ya
You know the bass is real fat because it's gotta be like that
See I snare on the funky chair and the taste of high hat
Finger lickin', finger lickin' good job
Finger lickin', a finger lickin' good job?
Is finger lickin', is finger lickin' good job?
A finger lickin', a lickin', lickin' good job?
Yo, Yauch what's up?
Mike D. what's up?
Come on Yauch, well let's tear it up
I'd like to catch a groove like a flash in the dark
I'll grab a hold of your attention like a thief in the park'
Cuz I can flip a rhyme off the tip of my tongue
Yeah, I'd be switchin' up the rhythm
Like the rhyme's a piece of chewing gum
Now I might chew but
I don't bite
My ideas are mine when
I begin to write
In my sleep
I'll be thinkin' 'bout beats
And gettin' on the mic and bustin' some treats
And sportin' the crazy funky threads that you never ever seen before
What I'm lackin' from mackin'
I can find at the thrift store
I won't scuff nor scuffle just grin as
I walk byTake time to rhyme for a girl
I hear talk fly
Down some
Papaya down with the revolution
Always wear my goggles 'cuz there's so much pollution
I can do the
Freak, the
Patty Duke and the
SpankGotta free the funky fish from the funky fish tanks
I'll sell my house, sell my car and
I'll sell all my stuff"I'm goin' back to New York city I do believe I've had enough"