Laveerre - Dirtier Old Clockwork lyrics

- Mmm. Today we're going to try out my new water bed. Water bed, water bed! That's cool, that's cool. She's gonna love it. Hey, who's that f**er coming over here on my porch? - Hi. - Hello? - Who are thou? - I'm Heath! - Oh, you're that silly rapper guy. My name is MacGyver. - Hmm, I think I've heard about you! Ain't you that guy from the Bible? It's Heath! Showing love to all the clockmakers. Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock! Heath was born in a crop circle The blood pool around me was purple For nine months, I was a bum pa**enger So no wonder my birth was a ma**acre Since then, dope sh** I've been giving I punch cougars in the face for a living Wall Street investors take my hint serious And commit suicides, so hideous In the closet, I started collecting stamps As a kid I laid sand on skate ramps, yeah The good old days I love reminiscing My dick is still in mint condition At the prom everybody f**ed, I chose not to On checks, I usually write down f** you Only speak to me when my dick is in my pants Before first dates, I screw off the lamps I'm a spaced out dog, just like Laika At my wedding, felt like an outsider My oiled-down skin makes me golly Telefragged Mulder so I could f** Scully Tried to walk through a wall, my nose broke Tried to have oral s**, the hoe choked Oasis Wonderwall was actually ill I k** fish 'cause I hate gills Went online, clicked on some weird links I copy DivX movies using floppy discs I wish I was a bad man called Kane I'm the one who sold dandruff as c**aine Bill Cosby is my f**ing soul mate Single in an hour, f**ing album in two days My imaginary friend stole my money David Copperfield should cast a spell on me So I would be a higher being Heath is known for canoeing down the Gulf stream My favorite Spice Girl was Ginger I got more clicks than a nerd with fast fingers One day my dad played hide and seek sober He's still searching so we ain't over The pot of gold turned out to be plastic My words of wisdom are everlasting I'm the white Mannie Fresh One of my fairy-f**s is Lucy Lawless Hell, I can't understand the fact That my tortoise won't chill on his back My innocent days are long gone Heath is known for wearing the s**iest long johns My burner smokes f*gs like supermodels Socrates was gay and so was Aristotle I give you the music, I'm so handy I'm not the hunter, I'm the drunken Bambi I rap for a living, it's all about bucks At school Christmas play I was a rock