Jamie Madrox, Blaze Ya Dead Homie - My Favorite Things lyrics
[Jamie Madrox, Blaze Ya Dead Homie - My Favorite Things lyrics]
Look, I'm doin' you's a favor this
Is a privilege Right here
To hear this man sing he's got the voice
Of a baby angel hey
Turn the shit up! He said he can't
Hear it turn the shit up!
No, no, I can hear it
Look, this is my god damn artist da da da da
Look, he's makin' his own beat int
Here right now turn him up! I can hear it
Turn the shit up! Turn him up!
Gargoyles holding baskets of black kittens
With sharp bloody fangs and
Warm Christmas mittens
It's freezing outside
It's so cold that it stings
These are a few of my favorite tings
Get my joy cupped and my balls licked
Underneath mistletoe
Oh, didn't I tell you he was beautiful? You
Got it, man, you got the stuff
Don't give 'em no more
Is a privilege Right here
To hear this man sing he's got the voice
Of a baby angel hey
Turn the shit up! He said he can't
Hear it turn the shit up!
No, no, I can hear it
Look, this is my god damn artist da da da da
Look, he's makin' his own beat int
Here right now turn him up! I can hear it
Turn the shit up! Turn him up!
Gargoyles holding baskets of black kittens
With sharp bloody fangs and
Warm Christmas mittens
It's freezing outside
It's so cold that it stings
These are a few of my favorite tings
Get my joy cupped and my balls licked
Underneath mistletoe
Oh, didn't I tell you he was beautiful? You
Got it, man, you got the stuff
Don't give 'em no more