Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Kids, artist - Eminem.
Date of issue: 19.08.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The Kids |
And everyone should get along |
Okay, children, quiet down, quiet down |
Children, I’d like to introduce our new substitute teacher for the day: |
his name is Mr. Shady |
Children, quiet down please |
Brian, don’t throw that! |
(Shut up!) |
Mr. Shady will be your new substitute |
while Mr. Kaniff is out |
with pneumonia (He's got AIDS!) |
Good luck, Mr. Shady! |
Hi there, little boys and girls! |
(Fuck you!) |
Today we’re gonna learn how to poison squirrels |
But first, I’d like you to meet my friend Bob (Huh?) |
Say hi, Bob («Hi, Bob!») |
Bob’s thirty and still lives with his mom |
And he don’t got a job 'cause Bob sits at home and smokes pot |
But his twelve-year-old brother looks up to him an awful lot |
And Bob likes to hang out at the local waffle spot |
And wait in the parking lot for waitresses off the clock |
When it’s late and the lot gets dark and fake like he walks his dog |
Drag 'em in the woods and go straight to the chopping blocks (Ahh!) |
And even if they escaped and they got the cops |
The ladies would all be so afraid, they would drop the charge |
'Til one night Mrs. Stacey went off the job |
When she felt someone grab her whole face and said not to talk |
But Stacey knew it was Bob and said, «Knock it off!» |
But Bob wouldn’t knock it off, 'cause he’s crazy and off his rocker |
Crazier than Slim Shady is off the vodka |
You couldn’t even take him to Dre’s to get Bob a doctor |
He grabbed Stace' by the legs as he chopped it off her |
And dropped her off in the lake for the cops to find her |
But ever since the day Stacey went off to wander |
They never found her, and Bob still hangs at the waffle diner |
And that’s the story of Bob and his marijuana |
And what it might do to you |
So see if the squirrels want it—it's bad for you |
See, children, drugs are bad (Come on) |
And if you don’t believe me, ask your dad (Ask him, man) |
And if you don’t believe him, ask your mom |
(That's right) |
She’ll tell you how she does 'em all the time |
(She will) |
So kids, say no to drugs (That's right) |
So you don’t act like everyone else does (Uh-huh) |
And there’s really nothin' else to say (Sing along) |
Drugs are just bad, mmkay? |
My penis is the size of a peanut, have you seen it? |
Fuck, no! |
You ain’t seen it! |
It’s the size of a peanut (Huh?) |
Speakin' of peanuts, you know what else is bad for squirrels? |
Ecstasy—it's the worst drug in the world |
If someone ever offers it to you, don’t do it |
Kids, two hits’ll probably drain all your spinal fluid |
And spinal fluid is final, you won’t get it back |
So don’t get attached, or it’ll attack every bone in your back |
Meet Zach: twenty-one years old |
After hangin' out with some friends at a frat party, he gets bold |
And decides to try five when he’s bribed by five guys |
And the peer pressure will win every time you try to fight it |
Suddenly, he starts to convulse |
And his pulse goes into |
hyperdrive |
And his eyes roll back in his skull (Blblblblblb) |
His back starts to look like the McDonald’s Arches |
He’s on Donald’s carpet, layin' horizontal, barfin' (Bleh) |
And everyone in the apartment starts laughin' at him |
«Hey Adam, Zach is a jackass, look at him!» |
'Cause they took it too, so they think it’s funny |
So they’re laughing at basically nothing |
Except maybe wasting their money |
Meanwhile, Zach’s in a coma, the action is over |
And his back and his shoulders hunched up like he’s practicin' yoga |
And that’s the story of |
Zach, the ecstasy maniac |
So don’t even feed that to squirrels, class, 'cause it’s bad for you |
See, children, drugs are bad (That's right) |
And if you don’t believe me, ask your dad (That's right) |
And if you don’t believe him, ask your mom (You can) |
She’ll tell you how she does 'em all the time |
(She will) |
So kids, say no to drugs (Don't smoke crack) |
So you don’t act like everyone else does (That's right) |
And there’s really nothin' else to say (But umm…) |
Drugs are just bad, mmkay? |
And last but not least, one of the most humongous |
Problems among young people today is fungus |
It grows from cow manure; |
they pick it out, wipe it off, bag it up |
And you put it right in your mouth and chew it |
Yum-yum! |
Then you start to see some dumb stuff |
And everything slows down when you eat some of 'em |
And sometimes, you see things that aren’t there (Like what?) |
Like fat women in G-strings with orange hair |
(Mr. Shady, what’s a G-string?) It’s yarn, Claire |
Women stick 'em up their behinds, go out and wear 'em (Huh?) |
And if you swallow too much of the magic mushrooms |
Whoops, did I say 'magic mushrooms?' |
I meant fungus |
Your tongue gets all swoll up like a cow’s tongue |
(How come?) 'Cause it comes from a cow’s dung (Gross!) |
See, drugs are bad, it’s a common fact |
But your mom and dad know that’s all that I’m good at |
(Oh!) |
But don’t be me, 'cause if you grow up and you go and OD |
They’re gonna come for me, and I’ma have to grow a goatee |
And get a disguise and hide, 'cause it’ll be my fault |
So don’t do drugs, and do exactly as I don’t, 'cause I’m bad for you |
See, children, drugs are bad (Uh-huh) |
And if you don’t believe me, ask your dad (Put that down!) |
And if you don’t believe him, ask your mom (You can ask) |
She’ll tell you how she does 'em all the time |
(And she will) |
So kids, say no to drugs (Say no) |
So you don’t act like everyone else does (Like I do) |
And there’s really nothin' else to say (That's right) |
Drugs are just bad, mmkay? |
Come on, children, clap along! |
(Shut up!) |
Sing along, children! |
(Suck my motherfuckin' dick!) |
Come on, clap along |
Drugs are just bad, drugs are just bad |
(South Park is gonna sue me!) |
So don’t do drugs! |
(Kiss my motherfuckin' ass!) |
So there’ll be more for me |
(Hippie! Goddamn it!) |
(Mushrooms killed Kenny!) |
(Uh, the fart button’s on) (*fart*) (Ew, ahh!) |
La la la (So fucked up right now) |