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Dance to the Rhythm
02:40
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8-bit Duane, that's my name
I'm in a different band now but that's okay
Tell the princess that I'm on my way,
Oh, wait Danger Dave, this ain't a video game
Real life Torjam and Earl
Somebody call superman, we're taking over the world
I'm going to hit you in the face with my transformers thermos
then I'm going to feed you peanuts just in case you're allergic
Don't be nervous, I don't want to get detention
I only talk like that for attention
Either way, I'm going to break out and kill this track
every time I grab the microphone, I'm gonna attack it like...
Just like a punch to the face, put my cape on and fly through space
you need to double tap those dudes just in case
that ain't a zombie that's a crack head at a circle K
Chorus:
Dance to the rhythm...
Dance, Dance, to the rhythm
If you ain't got your dancing shoes then go get em'
Where's dave? I think a vampire bit him
If I see him Imma hit em
Say jump to the beat
Jump, jump to the beat
Doing crazy things just to move your feet
Tell Duane I just stole a seat front row at the show man
Isn't it sweet
Danger Dave is the name of the game
kind of like ET but I'm not that lame
at least I think, think, think
thought, thought
Ain't met a Pokemon I haven't caught
Ain't met a hero click that ain't been bought
Aint met a sensei that ain't been taught
How to kung fu like I'm bout to do
My favorite color's green, how about you?
We'll mines blue
That's still cool, Imma still trade my lunch with you
after school we'll go to my crib
and play with my gobot collection
Chorus - Out
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Werebeaver
03:03
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Chrous:
Run for your life
Make your way out the city
Here come the one and the only werebeaver
Where are we going, we've got to get out
make our way out of the city right now
the sky has turned red and the fire rains down
at the site of his evil like, beaver like mouth
this aint a song it's a warning to ya'
put down the mayonnaise and drop the tuna
go and grab a couple of them beers out of the cooler
this is the real shit it's not a koopa Jr
This ain't Duane I'm an alien inside his Body
With a message to the kids please stay away from the potty
the minute you go poop, he'll snap and bite your wang off
even if you're standing, don't get icky with the back talk
Damn he broke the water, screw breaking the damn
with a flap of his tail he'll take out Japan
Shoot lasers at you, make his retinas
Hey, quit staring Dave we've gotsta go
Run for your life
Make your way out the city
Here come the one and the only werebeaver
Armed to the teeth, with his teeth
he'll take down a tree
He's the one and the only werebeaver
If seeing's believing than eye's are deceivers
deceivers, or way to much smoke of the refer
there's a really big beaver and he's busting a step
leaving a trail of incest and death
I'll take 10 deep breaths and I fuel the jet
Call him snaggle tooth and exit, Uh
Stage left
I jump in the ride
with DAZ at my side
and flow that mofo, almost into a grind
we're hitting these bumps
straight into some jumps
but that toothy little bastard man he's still keeping up
he's about to attack when I figure that
way in the back yo I think there's a mallot
Duane you should grab that and give him a whack
yo Dave, where's it at?
look under the mags...
Dude I'm not touching that
You'd better jump in that stack
or that little critters gonna have us for snacks
Ah snap
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In the club (Sandwich)
03:44
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Here's my song up in the club
I don't get it but the party does
turn it up and make some noise
gotta to ill like the beastie boys
Now dance... dance...
dance... dance...
Like you've got fire ants in your pants... dance
It's always a party at the bro-bot show
get your hair and make-up on and lets go
The dance floor is rocking like a godzilla's stomping in
because he heard us rocking the block
and so much beer, you'll need a bro to drive to drive home
but we don't though, we've got the Bro-bot yo'
ladies I'm married you'd better behave
puttin' this song up in your head for days
my throat's going out I need a shot to save it
so you'd better get ready for Dave
When I hit the stage, these girlies go in a rave
shouting out chants for Danger Dave
Straight insane the way we rock
Even your Granny is on our jock
Red cup set to overflow
Johnny Vegas and superman's yo
ain't no party like a bro-bot party
you know we the shit straight from the potty
four loco slamming in the parking lot
taking these shots till they call the cops
bust inside and do more shots
I'm slurring my words while I spit my game
sound like a wookie, out of my brain
so drink, drink
dance, dance...
Back in action in full effect, it ain't a banana my dicks erect
High five's from the front to the back of the bar
that's how dedicated to fans we are
Got a brew in my hand 3 shots to go
Danger Dave is going to call in sick tomorrow
bumping it so loud the speakers will explode
and kill everybody like the Great White show
now burn... Ahhh...
Burn... Ouch
Sorry everybody, I've got a big mouth
I'm gonna fill it with alcohol now
If we're lucky my ass will pass out
Sorry Dave, Long day
Ready for a round 2, a case of brews
All lit up and tipsy too... All lit up and tipsy too
All lit up and tipsy too
Making my way to where the drinks be at
I'm looking for those nymphomaniacs
me and my clique will drink you under a table
me and my dick are willing and able
to beast that beauty like it's a fable
top of the game when I hit the spot
ain't no stopping till the panties
Come on girl give me one more shot
I'm not Han Solo cause I don't shoot first
doing shots trying to clench this thirst
Call me DD but I ain't about driving
Do the Robot...
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Sexy
03:29
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Hey I'm sorry to complain, but this party just lacks a little sexy when I ain't in the room. Can you feel it dog?
Man I glide into the room on strings and shit
People looking up at me like WHOA that's one hell of an entrance
and I'm like, "That's what the fuck I do."
Dave is in the club, he's right behind me
need to wear these sunglasses or his sexy will blind me
I didn't even need to tell you that shit, but I went up to the DJ anyway and I was like...
Hey, I'm sorry to complain but this party just lacks a little sexy when I ain't in the room can you feel it dog?
Kicked in the back door like the lizard king
administer quiminal hymnals I make sugar wall sing
pooh bear baby lose my face in your honey pot
my sons my best reference girls want to get what I've got
I'm the type of cat, every kittens gotta scratch with her claws
They'd better have one that looks like me because
ladies love outlaws
Hey, I'm sorry to complain but this party just lacks a little sexy when I ain't in the room. Can you feel it dog?
It's Bro-Bot in the spot, it gets all kinds of hot
perspiration from your thoughts leaving watery drop
got my crew right beside me and you know what it's not
Our sexy is so illogical, just ask Mr. Spock
It's 8 dub in the club, with that bottle of bud
Sexiness past 11 think I'm from heaven above
but I am more of a devil when I develop a buzz
place your bets on the table cause I aint even done
and the second you come near you whisper naughty in my ear
and before you drink your drink, you're ready to disappear
So bring a few of your crew and I'll meet you in the rear
Tell the DJ sorry for this party but we outta here
Hey, I'm sorry to complain but this party just lacks a little sexy when I ain't in the room can you feel it dog?
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Good times & Good Crimes
02:50
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Hopped outta bed and I slipped on Kyles shoes
Kicked down the door and went down to floor 2
Greeted the Cop with a punch to the face
Stole his gun out his holster and I walked away
Whoops, I'm going the wrong way
I need directions I think I'll call Dave
so, I shot an old man and I grabbed his phone
pressed the numbers on the keypad...
Hello...
Shut up Dave, hung up, I don't remember what I wanted
I think I'm to take this police car, and lit the chronic
coincidentally drove it into the zoo
now I'm riding in the pouch of a kangaroo
Hopalopin as I'm swiping away
you'd better keep your mouth closed if you've got something to say
my computers overheating I'm not going to pay, I've been torrenting cool whips albums all day
People say that I'm a criminal
But I think people are trivial
so I'm gonna keep on doing my crimes
any day any way I'm going to take it it's mine
there ain't no needing when I take what I want
and after I have it, you know I'm going to flaunt it
I'll tell you this much is true
I do what I want and I want what I do
(Verse stolen by Danger Dave)
Well it's good times and good crimes baby
If I see something I want I'm going to be making it mine, yeah
You can call me Scott Bayo cause I'm Charles in charge
I'm max sexy super slick in my invisible car, yeah yeah
People say that I'm a criminal
But I think people are trivial
so I'm gonna keep on doing my crimes
any day any way I'm going to take it it's mine
there ain't no needing when I take what I want
and after I have it, you know I'm going to flaunt it
I'll tell you this much is true
I do what I want and I want what I do
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