Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bedrock , by - Foetus. Song from the album Sink, in the genre ЭлектроникаRelease date: 31.12.2006
Record label: Some Bizarre -
Song language: English
Bedrock |
| I bin tappin' yo' phone ma little rattlesnake |
| Yeah — slimes of a feather grime together |
| I oughta scatter your brains from here to White Plains |
| You’re the dirty rat that killed my brother Louie |
| «She killed Louie? |
| Louie Da Fly?» |
| Well, now, I like that in a girl… |
| Shoulda gunned the bastard sonavabitch down myself |
| But now — I ain’t into blackmail |
| So I might spare your life tonight |
| Well I’m making a list |
| Checkin' it twice |
| Decidin' on just who deserves to die |
| And you just made it, baby |
| (Yeah, you just made it, baby) |
| Yeah I know you go Romeo |
| Romeo O Romeo wherefore art thou, Romeo |
| Well I’m a two fisted fucker gettin' hard in my pants |
| And hot under the collar |
| (Hot under the collar) |
| Well, I’m the granite man… sic 'em, bawh… |
| A woman’s place is on ma face |
| Eat my fire, I’m the new messiah |
| Birds gotta fly… fish gotta fry |
| I’m the lava scab with a lava slab |
| Well I’m the granite man |
| «He's the granite man» |
| I can hold a blackjack and a bottle in one hand |
| And a switchblade in the other |
| And I know how to use 'em |
| «Yeah, he know how to use 'em» |
| I bin eight-balled by the Grand Poobah |
| 'Cause I’m the granite man |
| «He's the granite man» |
| I got some falling green, how about a few drinks |
| We could take in a strip show… |
| Then go down to the Bowery and set fire to a few bums |
| Heh heh, yeah… |
| Cause some havoc in the shroud of darkness |
| Have a private holocaust between the sheets… |
| You 'n' me, baby… |
| Come to Bedrock… Come to Bedrock… Come to Bedrock… |
| Come to Bedrock… Rock… Rock… Rock |
| Come to Bedrock… Come to Bedrock… Come to Bedrock… |
| Come to Bedrock… Rock… Rock… Rock |
| Sic 'em, bawh… |
| A woman’s place in on my face |
| Eat my fire, I’m the new messiah |
| Birds gotta fly… fish gotta fry |
| I’m the lava scab with the lava slab |
| Well I’m the granite man |
| «He's the granite man» |
| Well I’m the granite man |
| «Do ya understand?» |
| Howzabout it, baby, c’mon, lay down in the sand |
| Well I’m the granite man |
| «He's the granite man» |
| C’mon and lay down in ma dirt |
| Lay down on the slab with the lava scab |
| Well I’m the granite man |
| «He's the granite man» |
| Come to Bedrock… Come to Bedrock… Come to Bedrock… |
| Come to Bedrock… Rock… Rock… Rock |