Call me the trashman, cause I eat garbage like you
make you into a stew, slurp you up like you're a can of mountain dew
Time to up the ante, Danny DeVigilente
man you need a makeover you still look like my auntie
eat you up with chianti, gun might come in handy
your bitch look at me like i'm a piece of hard candy
floss on your corpse, then I'm gone i won't miss ya
not so lonesome cowboy ride your girl and I go YEEEEEHAAAAAW
boutta pick her up, down a cup
ruin her makeup
dick game so good that she might just breakup
a really big fucking hole, coming right up

roundhouse kick you til you drop dead
call me crouching tiger
boutta put my nuts on your forehead
you'll never see me coming, so you better be afraid
cause I spit fire, hidden dragon under your bed

got them big fangs, i'm all about that spooky shit
take your mask off now they see that you're really a hypocrite
i'm the villain now, shaggy gone postal
sneak into your house and I steal all of your edibles
need to solve the mystery of how your balls vanished
better spill the beans or i might do more damage
flying elbow drop then I vanish
call me randy savage

i'm like a good wine, I just get better with age
looking divine but still acting devilish

damn you never stop and you whine
i'll put you in a cage
damn i really think it's time
you get off the fucking stage

lemme get my groove on
talking back to me now you boutta get a bruise
lemme get my boots on
don't want none of your blood on my blue suede shoes

cause it's
One for the money, two for the show
three to get ready, and then I fuck your hoe

it's one for the money, two for the show
three to get ready, cause that's the final blow
Call me the trashman, cause I eat garbage like you
make you into a stew, slurp you up like you're a can of mountain dew
Time to up the ante, Danny DeVigilente
man you need a makeover you still look like my auntie