Ben Folds Five - For Those of Ya'll Who Wear Fannie Packs lyrics

Step on your finger
Damn! See if I can play with one hand
See? Sounds good

Oh, goddamn, I saw a goddamn fucking goddamn

Goddamn woah!

Oh, goddamn fucking goddamn

Oh, goddamn oh, goddamn

Shit, yeah it's cool oh, goddamn
Shit, yeah it's cool oh, goddamn
Shit, yeah it's cool oh, goddamn
Shit, yeah it's cool oh, goddamn
Shit, yeah it's cool oh, goddamn

Play it on the radio

Shit, yeah it's cool shit, yeah it's cool
Shit, yeah it's cool oh, goddamn

Come here one time, what's up y'all
I got this fucking rim going on out here
I'm gonna give a shout out
To my home boy out there in LA:
Wussup boy? Wussup yo? Come on

Oh, goddamn

Yo this goes out to my home boy Tre
Going on in Chapel Hill
Yeah shouts out as aka
Known as "Roadie Killer"

New York City mmm hmm
New York City ugh!
New York City mmm
New York City

Yo shouts out to my main manager man
Al Wolmark
Known as aka, "Ill Pride of Motherfucker"

CEC cEC
CEC

Bring in the bass, ya'll!

Yeah! And I thought that's how you felt
About the motherfucker!
Yeah! I thought that's how you felt
Yeah Sledge, bring in the bass yeah

For those of ya'll that wear fannie packs
Yah come on
For those of ya'll that wear fannie packs
Come on!
For those of y'all that wear fannie packs!
And ponytails! Come on!
For those of ya'll that wear fannie packs
And ponytails i've got the fucking on!

Yeah! My boy Sledge on the bass in your face!
My boy Ben on the piano, comin' in
Let him in! Let him in! Yeah!
Let my boy Ben in alright yeah

Hey D! Hey D! Yo, wassup?
Oh, goddamn you gonna let me in D?
Wassup? You gonna let me in?
Yo, let that piano solo in let me in!
Let me in! Goddamn!

Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah!
Yeah, ah

I been around the world
I've seen things happen
I don't my singing and I don't mind rapping
I could find another hundred ways
To get my shit

Goddamn, that's so fucking shit!

Yeah, I said for those of
Y'all with fannie packs:
Your song's coming up, it's coming at ya!

I wanna borrow an Alan wrench
I wanna borrow some duct tape
I wanna borrow a mic cable
Bass in your face!

Bass in your face ugh!
Bass in your face ugh!
Bass in your face ugh!
Ugh! Yo G, see in

Alright, let's break it, break it
Break it down
We're gonna break this shit on down
Gimme some bass

Aaaah ah that pretty good
Bring this shit in!

Oh goddamn! Oh goddamn!
Oh goddamn! Oh goddamn!

Shit, yeah it's cool shit, yeah it's cool
Shit, yeah it's cool yeah!
Shit, yeah it's cool shit, motherfuckers

Play that cymbal, man
Play that tasty, tasty high hat work
Yo, I'm gonna bring that tasty high hat work
I'm gonna bring that shit in
I wanna taste it, man right now!

Ha ha ha! A ha ha ha!
Yeah ha ha ha!
Goddamn a ha ha ha!

Yah, this song goes out to
My main man at The Point in Atlanta
Wussup, G? Gimme more fucking monitor man!
Bernie!

I'm sorry
I can't give you any more monitor than that
It won't go any higher than
That because the transistors
The resistors, they won't go any higher!
Yo, yo eh!

Alright, yo, take this motherfucker out
With a piano solo goddamn, ugh!

Ugh, goddamn uh

Alright turn that shit out
1! 2! 3! 4! Ugh!

Ha ha ha! I hoped you taped that!
That's our next single oh, they've left
They gave up "These guys are fucking idiots"
Ha ha ha! That sucked!