Richard Cheese - Smack My Bitch Up lyrics

Change my pitch up, smack my bitch up
I said, change my pitch up, smack my bitch up

Thank you ladies and gentlemen
I'd like to introduce a little
Thing I like to call, the band
Let's start with the man behind the piano
He's a maestro, a master
A man of many melodies
Including the Melody who's the hostess
Of the Daily Grill
If you lose your keys, he can find them!
He's a "Prodigy"
As in psychosomatic-addict insane
He's sitting on his stool, Bobby Ricotta!
Piano solo

Thank you Bobby
And now on bass, he's high-strung
He's a stand-up guy he's in
An upright and locked position!
He knows the BASIC programming language!
He's the low man on the totem pole!
He's Deep Gordon Brie!

Bass solo

Danke, Gordon and now on drums, on skins, on
The trap-set, the cocktail kit
The thing you that you hit with the thingies
He's a slick click to pick with a stick!
He's back with another one of
Them Block Rockin' Beats!
His middle name is Tom!
He's "cymbal-ic"! We're talking
"brush with greatness!"
He likes to bang the drum slowly if you know
What I mean, and I think you do
Am i right people?! Mr bobby Gouda!

Drum solo

Change my pitch up, smack my bitch up
Change my pitch up, smackbitchup whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Change my pitch up, smack my bitch up
Change my pitch up, smack my bitch up ouch!