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Bloodhound Gang

FIRE WATER BURN


CHORUS:

The roof the roof the roof is on fire (x3)

We don't need no water let the motherfucker burn

Burn motherfucker burn



Hello my name is Jimmy Pop and I'm a dumb white guy

I'm not old or new but middle school fifth grade like junior high

So I don't know mofo if y'all peeps be buggin' give props to my ho cause she all fly

But I can take the heat cause I'm the other white meat known as 'Kid Funky Fried'

Yeah I'm hung like planet Pluto hard to see with the naked eye

But if I crashed into Uranus I would stick it where the sun don't shine

'Cause I'm kind of like Han Solo always stroking my own wookie

I'm the root of all that's evil yeah but you can call me cookie



CHORUS.



Yo yo this hard-core ghetto gangster image takes a lot of practice

I'm not black like Barry White no I am white like Frank Black is

So if man is five and the devil is six than that must make me seven

This honkey's gone to heaven

But if I go to hell then I hope I burn well

I'll spend my days with J.F.K. Marvin Gaye Martha Raye and Lawrence Welk

And Kurt Cobain Kojak Mark Twain and Jimi Hendrix's poltergeist

And Webster yeah Emmanuel Lewis 'cause she's the anti-christ



CHORUS.



Everybody here we go oh oh

C'mon party people oh oh

Throw your hands in the air oh oh

C'mon party people oh oh

Wave 'em like you don't care oh oh

C'mon party people oh oh

Everybody say ho oh oh

C'mon party people oh oh

Everybody here we go