Bad vibes akimbo on the shelf
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
About standing up and saying that
Staying sober, I can be neat
Improve to the groove, get down to the sound
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
In the naughty North and in the sexy south
We're all singing, I have the mouth
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
These feet won't stop, they're in such a hurry
These happy feet are all we need
We're all singing, I have the mouth
I knock it on the head and I go for a curry
It's tragedy and such old hat
Hatchets in the corner ears to the ground
Let's start that rapping thing again
Voici l'opportunite nous Incroyables
We're all singing, I have the mouth
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
Get drunk on these here happy feet
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
All things lively must be used
We're all singing, I have the mouth, I have the mouth
And you have the mouth
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
So tired of anarchists looking at me
Let's start that rapping thing again
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
"Destroy," they say, "Defy! Condemn"
Why a title for your sound?
Summoned the gods and they all approved
I'm standing here with my four men
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
Keep on trying to pin me down
I'm standing here with my four men
With twenty years of drugs and drink
Buttons and bows and bleu blanc rouge
I got Marco, Merrick, Terry Lee, Gary Tibbs and yours truly
Summoned the Gods and they all agreed
We're all singing, I have the mouth
We're all singing, I have the mouth
Liberte, egalite, au jour d'hui c'est tres tres tres
We're all singing, I have the mouth
We're all singing, I have the mouth
I got Marco, Merrick, Terry Lee, Gary Tibbs and yours truly
I'm standing here with my four men
We're all singing, I have the mouth
We're all singing I have the mouth, I have the mouth
We're all singing, I have the mouth
This gold on the teeth's no sense at all
Let's do this rapping thing again
Marco, Merrick, Terry Lee, Gary Tibbs and yours truly
As long as you don't destroy them
I thought the time had come to think
I got the moves, they got the grooves
Don't need their credibility
We're all singing, I have the mouth
We're all singing, I have the mouth
It only matters when it's on the wall
Bit of a rap thing going for myself
