Tuesday, January 23, 2007

Song Spotlight: "Yo Mama" by Butterfingers

Sometimes it can be intimidating how much music there is in the world. How does one hear all the good stuff that is out there, and at the same time how do you avoid the Fergie's of the world? One answer is to stop listining to the raido, which stopped giving us good music years ago. If you must listen to the radio, then find an indie station like Indie 103 out of LA or WRNR in Annapolis. And if you want an even more unique and 'off the beeten path' musical journy check out Triple J, the national youth radio station of Australia. That is where Inky and I came across the Butterfingers, a band from Brisbane who can at times be called Hip Hop, but really defy a lable.
As funny as they are grovy they penned what may be one of the greatest put-down songs of all times. Here now: Yo Mama.

I see you in your office sending and receiving cheques
But, I know the quest for money comes from a quest for sex
So I cut to the chase, and forgot about my job
And decided to stay home with your Mama on my knob
.
I can see you laughing so I guess you think it's funny
But, while you're gettin' drunk, I've been getting honey
And by tomorrow night you'll be hungover and sick
And I'll be at my home with your Mama on my dick
.
Cause your Mama's on the top of my things to do list
Your Mama's on the top of my things to do list
Your Mama's on the top of my things to do list
Your Mama's on the top of my things to do list
.
Thinkin' you're the man, but, I am brining news
Our manhood's measured by the women that we choose
And you can't earn respect if all you ever pick is sluts
So I'll be stayin' home to let your Mama suck my nuts.
.
Your Mama's on the top of my things to do list
Your Mama's on the top of my things to do list
Your Mama's on the top of my things to do list
Your Mama's on the top of my things to do list
.
Eat more fruit, plant more trees
Learn to shoot, travel overseas
Wash the dog, read a book
Find three Chinese recipes to cook
Learn to waltz and speak Maltese
Ferment to invent a better fetta cheese
The highest they get is number two
Cause number one on my list of things to do is
.
Your Mama.
Your Mama.
Your Mama.
Your Mama.
.
She's always on top!
She's always on top!
She's always on top!
She's always on top!
.
In my dream I was a cop, And I stopped to arrest her
Never met a whore more hardcore, so I frisked her
Steamed up the Beamer and needed the demister
When she licked my colon cleaner than a clyster
got another blister from playing naked twister
.
Raw on the floor with ya mama and ya sister
Hadn't even kissed but she still me me fist her
I let her drive home pissed
and said asta la vista baby.


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1 comment:

Angry Inky said...

Best. Song. Ever.