Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Deadpool Song (Deadpool Song) , by - Dan Bull. Release date: 25.11.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Deadpool Song (Deadpool Song) |
| Forced laughter! |
| Ha, ha, ha |
| Declaration of excitement! |
| Buildup, buildup |
| Drop! |
| This is a song that’s self-referential |
| By Dan Bull about a fellow called Deadpool, ha |
| Both dead cool, both mental, |
| Both use terms that are frowned on in general. |
| Hey! |
| We’re giving you a heart attack |
| The proper medical term for that’s «cardiac». |
| Ha! |
| We put in two hundred percent |
| You’re probably only doin' about half of that |
| Who’s this beautiful dude doin' martial arts? |
| Hey, where’s Miss Marple at? |
| I’m a marvelous marvel of marvel you marvel at |
| Throwing marbles at marmosets |
| Wearin' a tight black and red pajama set |
| Nommin' marmalade because I’m Marvin, mate |
| And now I gotta dash because I’m rather late |
| For the hook in which I lazily chant my name! |
| Dead to the pool, to the pool, to the dead |
| If it doesn’t make sense, well, it’s all in your head |
| Pool to the dead, to the dead, to the pool, |
| Oh! |
| Bikinis! |
| Head to the pool |
| Dead to the pool, to the pool, to the dead |
| If it doesn’t make sense, well its all in your head |
| Impress mildly be you’ll backwards this read bro story cool |
| So scratch that Deadpool itch |
| Live stream it all on twitch |
| Self referential kitsch |
| Auto-tuned to perfect pitch |
| Call women «hoe"and «bitch» |
| Then repeat until you’re rich |
| It’s pronounced «niche"not «nich» |
| Oh, no, YouTube just glitched |
| There’s too much anger |
| Give me a chimichanga |
| I’m a chubby wanker |
| I can’t read the signs well enough to see the dan-gar |
| Oh, hang on, cheeky banter! |
| And I’m fidgety, rowdy, skittish, |
| Inexplicably sounding British |
| Round up critics that down-vote this |
| And skip their life story to the finish |
| With so many fates to save the world from |
| Who will step to the plate? |
| Wade Will, son! |
| I make you disappear from the net |
| Like your name was Tom Milson. |
| Sorry, Tom! |
| I was running out of rhymes for Wilson |
| Even though I just had the opportunity to change it |
| I still said Wilson, |
| And now I’ve done it again! |
| We should probably bring the fills in |
| Dead to the pool, to the pool, to the dead |
| If it doesn’t make sense, well, it’s all in your head |
| Pool to the dead, to the dead, to the pool, |
| Oh! |
| Bikinis! |
| Head to the pool |
| Dead to the pool, to the pool, to the dead |
| If it doesn’t make sense, well its all in your head |
| Impress mildly be you’ll backwards this read bro story cool |
| This song is for sale! |
| You have money! |
| Go on, treat yourself! |
| Have you noticed how many of Dan Bull’s song ends really suddenly on the final |
| word? |