Paroles de Boombox
The Lonely Island3063
[The Lonely Island]
Imagine in your mind a posh country club
The stuffy old money
Where the poor get snubbed
The spread is bland, sauerkraut and boiled goose
There's no way these people, will ever cut loose
But then I walk in the room
Hold my boombox high
And what happened next, will blow your mind!
[Julian Casablancas]
Everything got out of control
The music was so entrancing
Everyone got out on the floor
It was a bunch of old white people dancing
[The Lonely Island]
The Big Apple, where people never dance
The Big Apple, where people never dance
Spirits go down while profits expand
The cops or the dealers, who's got the juice
The street venders peddling their boiled goose
So many types of people, they'll never get along
Till I bust out my boombox and play this song
[Julian Casablancas]
The music washed away all the hate
And society started advancing
Every demographic was represented
It was a rainbow coalition of dancing
WHOAHHH-ohh-OHH!
Everyone was wearing fingerless gloves
WHOAHHH-ohh-OHH!
I saw a Spanish guy doing the Bartman
[The Lonely Island]
Transport now to an old folks home
Where the elderly are tossed on their brittle bones
The orderlies are stealing, there's no excuse
Everyday for lunch they eat boiled goose
So I grabbed my boombox
And hit the turbo bass
And what happened next, was a total disgrace
[Julian Casablancas]
Everybody started having sex
The music was way too powerful
A bunch of old people fucking like rabbits
It was disgusting to say the least - OHHH!
A boombox can change the world
But you gotta know your limits with a boombox
This was a cautionary tale
A boombox is not a toy!!!
[Julian Casablancas]
[The Lonely Island]
InterprèteThe Lonely Island
LabelUMI
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