The Gregory Brothers - Obama Goes Ham lyrics
[The Gregory Brothers - Obama Goes Ham lyrics]
Hey, what up it's been a while
How's your wife, how's your dog
How's your child
Let's do this everybody listen to this
Time for the state of the union
Last year was wack but now we got a new one
Fresh out the shrink wrap and I think that
If we try, we can do what
We never thought we can do, son
Because our asses aren't quite as broke
And our foreign policy's not as
Much of a joke dreamin' up imaginary enemies
And droppin' bombs
Like we mixed mushrooms and coke
So listen up kids let me
Teach you about the government
Guys wearin' ties all decide how
All your money's spent
I try to make as much change as I can
But, I can't seem to get it
Past man with the spray tan
This year I won't abide by that
I'mma introduce John Boehner's face
To my pimp slap believe me, 2013's gonna be
The best damn year your
Grandpappy's ever seen
And no one can stop us from makin' history
Not even the man whose orange
Tan is a mystery
Why would he want to be so tan?
Is he an Oompa Loompa out on the lam?
Why would he want to be so tan?
Is he Snooki and JWoww's number one fan
It's really weird to be so tan
You lie
The constitution is orange and so am I
If you're in need or got lots and lots
If you're clean or you're on the rocks
If you're a heeb or a proper WASP
I don't give a HOO if you're
Green like you're Roger Klotz
Or bright red like sriracha sauce
Forrest Gump told me life is a chocolate box
You never know what you're gonna get
So love every flavor like you got
A big crate of Otter Pops baby this America
Bright orange, be carrot top
Grow up to be president
You could be a dinosaur you be a triceratop
I got a terra cotta body and a lot
Women want it baby I'm so orange
Red White and orange
Freedom is a word that rhymes with orange
All right someone get me a tissue
I'll compromise on the skin tone issue
But, if I do you compromise too
Instead of bitchin' about all the things I do
According to the haters
I do everything wrong
All right, then put your tin foil hats on
If you blame me for stupid shit
I'll show you what stupid shit is
From now on, we all follow sharia law
Bitches nah, I won't abide by that
I'mma introduce John Boehner's face
To my pimp slap
Believe you me, 2013's gonna be
The best damn year your
Grandpappy's ever seen
What about 1999? No what about 1865? No
What about 1777? No what about 1611? Hell no
What about 1539? No what about 1455? No
What about 1334? No
Or -6 when Jesus was born? Uh uh
What about -413? No
When Greece was still a democracy? No
What about negative a million one? No
When a dude was born
With opposable thumbs? Nah
What about negative a hundred million? No
When dinosaurs were smashin' and killin'? No
What about the year the Earth was made? Well
And Ice Cube said it was a good day? Maybe
How's your wife, how's your dog
How's your child
Let's do this everybody listen to this
Time for the state of the union
Last year was wack but now we got a new one
Fresh out the shrink wrap and I think that
If we try, we can do what
We never thought we can do, son
Because our asses aren't quite as broke
And our foreign policy's not as
Much of a joke dreamin' up imaginary enemies
And droppin' bombs
Like we mixed mushrooms and coke
So listen up kids let me
Teach you about the government
Guys wearin' ties all decide how
All your money's spent
I try to make as much change as I can
But, I can't seem to get it
Past man with the spray tan
This year I won't abide by that
I'mma introduce John Boehner's face
To my pimp slap believe me, 2013's gonna be
The best damn year your
Grandpappy's ever seen
And no one can stop us from makin' history
Not even the man whose orange
Tan is a mystery
Why would he want to be so tan?
Is he an Oompa Loompa out on the lam?
Why would he want to be so tan?
Is he Snooki and JWoww's number one fan
It's really weird to be so tan
You lie
The constitution is orange and so am I
If you're in need or got lots and lots
If you're clean or you're on the rocks
If you're a heeb or a proper WASP
I don't give a HOO if you're
Green like you're Roger Klotz
Or bright red like sriracha sauce
Forrest Gump told me life is a chocolate box
You never know what you're gonna get
So love every flavor like you got
A big crate of Otter Pops baby this America
Bright orange, be carrot top
Grow up to be president
You could be a dinosaur you be a triceratop
I got a terra cotta body and a lot
Women want it baby I'm so orange
Red White and orange
Freedom is a word that rhymes with orange
All right someone get me a tissue
I'll compromise on the skin tone issue
But, if I do you compromise too
Instead of bitchin' about all the things I do
According to the haters
I do everything wrong
All right, then put your tin foil hats on
If you blame me for stupid shit
I'll show you what stupid shit is
From now on, we all follow sharia law
Bitches nah, I won't abide by that
I'mma introduce John Boehner's face
To my pimp slap
Believe you me, 2013's gonna be
The best damn year your
Grandpappy's ever seen
What about 1999? No what about 1865? No
What about 1777? No what about 1611? Hell no
What about 1539? No what about 1455? No
What about 1334? No
Or -6 when Jesus was born? Uh uh
What about -413? No
When Greece was still a democracy? No
What about negative a million one? No
When a dude was born
With opposable thumbs? Nah
What about negative a hundred million? No
When dinosaurs were smashin' and killin'? No
What about the year the Earth was made? Well
And Ice Cube said it was a good day? Maybe