Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Egg Man, artist - Beastie Boys.
Date of issue: 24.07.1989
Song language: English
Egg Man |
I looked out the window, seen his bald head |
Ran to the fridge and pulled out an egg |
Scoped him with my scopes, he had no hair |
Launched that shot, and he was caught out there |
Saw the convertible driving by |
I loaded up the slingshot, let one fly |
He went for his to find he didn’t have one |
Put him in check, correct, with my egg-gun |
The egg, a symbol of life |
I go inside your house and bust out your wife |
I pulled out the jammy, he thought it was a joke |
The trigger, I pulled — his face, the yolk |
Reached in his pocket, took all his cash |
Left my man standing with the egg mustache |
Suckers, they come a dime a dozen |
«When I say dozen, you know what I’m talkin' about, boy» |
Yeah, that’s right, I’m the Egg Man |
Driving around, king of the town (yeah) |
Always got my windows rolled down |
Ready to throw |
You know, I’m the Egg Man |
Once upon a time (Egg Man…) |
Humpty Dumpty was a big fat egg |
He was playing the wall, then he broke his leg |
Tossed it out the window, three minutes hot |
Hit the Rastaman, he said, (Bloodclot!) |
Which came first, the chicken or the egg? |
I egged the chicken, and then I ate his leg |
Riding the trains, in between cars |
When I pull out the station, You’re Gonna Get Yours |
Drive-by eggings, plaguing LA |
«Yo, you just got my little cousin, ese!» |
Sometimes hard-boiled, sometimes runny (Ray) |
Comes from a chicken, not a bunny, dummy |
People laugh, it’s no joke |
My name’s «Yauch» and I’m throwing the yolk |
Now they got me in a cell, but I don’t care |
It was then that I got caught catching people out there |
Up on the roof, in my car, up all night |
I’m going through science like Dolemite |
The Mack (Who?) |
I’m the Egg Man… Taxi driver? |
I’m the Egg Man |
Egg Man, Egg Man |
We all dressed in black, we snuck up around the back |
We began to attack, the eggs did crack on Haze’s back |
Sam I Am, down with the program |
Green Eggs and Ham, Yosemite Sam |
Come Halloween, you know I come strapped |
I throw it at a sucker… «k-pap» |
You made the mistake and judge a man by his race |
You go through life with egg on your face |
Woke up in the morning, peculiar feeling |
Looked up and saw egg dripping from the ceiling |
The family, punk rocks, the businessman |
I’ll dog everybody with the egg in my hand |
It’s not like the crack that you put in a pipe |
But crack on your forehead; |
here’s a towel, now wipe |
Egg Man, Egg Man, Egg Man, Egg Man, Egg Man, Egg Man |
Egg Man, Egg Man, Egg Man, Egg Man, Egg Man, Egg Man |
Egg Man, Egg Man, Egg Man, Egg Man, Egg Man… |
Egg Man… |