King Geedorah - The Final Hour lyrics

The final hour is approaching for
The people of Earth hear this

She said "Excuse me, villain
You be illin' with the wordplay"
He said "Thank you very much
I'm billin' 'till Thursday"
Once heard a beat drum it
Sounded like a sloppy knock
Whoever was on the mic
Speech is pure poppycock
These go back to the days of pop lock
Even back to rumors that Mikey
Died off pop rocks
Where the girls wore jellies
And played hop scotch
Older broads used to wear
Tennises and sloppy socks
APB, the three headed with the fancy crown
Last seen headed towards a
City in shanty town
All of a sudden can't be found
Safe and sound, mouth on the nipple
Panties down
Put a choke hold on the monster from Ogopogo
Whoever did they vocals and
Also they so-so logo that's a no no
Through the wheels of steel, phono
Geedorah, no deals pro bono ah