Artist: SOUNDTRACK Album: Jackass: The Movie {2002}

Hello, I'm Johnny Knoxville, welcome to Jackass

The people will survive in their environment
The dirt scarcity and the emptiness of our south
The injustice of our greed, the practice we inherit
The dirt scarcity and the emptiness of our south
There on the beach I can see it in her eyes
I only had a corona, five cent deposit

When we heard that the world was the way to go
We took the stupid thing to a whole nother level, oh
When they saw what we did to it all below
We took the stupid thing and we asked it a yes or no
I took it to the ground, I took it to the ground
With a 1-2-3 it was down for the count
I took it to the floor and they raised my stupid hand and said
"Ladies and gentlemen, the stupidest champion."

We want fun but we want something more - you've got to lay down on it
We want you, so get up off the floor - don't ever lay down on it
We don't want to ever live or die
It's going to be hard but we can make it today
You got to hey - hey - hey - hey - take it to play

We want fun - and you better believe it
We want fun - yeah, you love it or leave it
We want fun - no, you don't understand
You got to hey - hey - hey - hey - make your demands
We want fun - and you never can see it
We want fun - so you take it or leave it
We want fun - and you might as well face it
We want to have fun and we want to get wasted

When we heard that the time wasn't ours to kill
Took to stupid gangs and we gave it a real thrill
When they saw we were back on the map again
Mom and Dad started getting all sad again

We want fun but we want something more - you've got to lay down on it
We want you, so get up off the floor - don't ever lay down on it
We don't want to ever live or die
It's going to be hard but we can make it today
You got to hey - hey - hey - hey - take it to play

We want fun - and you better believe it
We want fun - and you love it or leave it
We want fun - no, you don't understand
You got to hey - hey - hey - hey - make your demands
We want fun - and you never can see it
We want fun - so you take it or leave it
We want fun - and you might as well face it
We want to have fun and we want to get wasted

What do you want - fun
What do you want - fun
What do you want - fun
Want - fun
We want to have fun and we want to get wasted

We want fun, more fun - more fun
Yeah, what do we love, what do we want
We want fun, more fun - more fun
Yeah, what do we want, what do we want
We want fun, more fun - more fun
Yeah, what do we want, we know what we want
We want to have fun and you might as well face it
We want to have fun and we want to get wasted

I can't expect you to see - me when I'm not around
And my voice is destroyed - by confinement of sound
That I'm a human machine - laced with hidden disease
And if the future is bleak - then you're connected to me

Flesh into gear, myself appears dissected and pretentious
A simple sound, a heavy sigh, could win the whole world over
You live in fear of being someone that you didn't want to
I realize your insecurities will get the best of you

A traitor's embrace - how foolish, how wrong
Contained in one place - anxiety spawns
Unopened, reowned - what's needed upscaled
Digested, inhaled - unwilling, unwound

Flesh into gear, myself appears dissected and pretentious
A simple sound, a heavy sigh, could win the whole world over
You live in fear of being someone that you didn't want to
I realize your insecurities will get the best of you

Flesh into gear, myself appears dissected and pretentious
A simple sound, a heavy sigh, could win the whole world over
You live in fear of being someone that you didn't want to
I realize your insecurities will get the best of you

Well, now the cats is rockin' and everyone's feelin' alright - alright
Say, on a Wednesday evening there's sure gonna be a fight - yeah, a fight
I say, somebody's gonna get their head kicked in tonight

Well, now the bodies movin' and everyone's shouting for more - more
I say, there's gonna be a pool of blood on the dancehall floor - on the floor
I say, somebody's gonna get their head kicked in tonight

We're gonna rip up the chairs - tear down the walls
Smash up the back - we're really on the ball
All of us boys gonna be in full dress
And the whole dance floor'll be a doggone mess

Well, everybody's a-rockin' and everyone's feelin' alright - alright
Said, on a Wednesday evening there's sure gonna be a fight - yeah, a fight
I say, somebody's gonna get their head kicked in tonight
Put a boot in

We're gonna rip up the chairs - tear down the walls
Smash up the back - really on the ball
All of us boys gonna be in full dress
And the whole dance floor'll be a doggone mess

Well, everyone's a-rockin' and everyone's feelin' alright - alright
Said, on a Wednesday evening there's sure gonna be a fight - yeah, a fight
I say, somebody's gonna get their head
I say, somebody's gonna get their head
I say, somebody's gonna get their head kicked in tonight

One, two, three, four

Well, I'm going out west where I belong
Where the days are short and the nights are long
And I walk and they walk
I twist and they twist
And I shimmy and they shimmy
And I fly and they fly
Well, we're out there having fun in the warm California sun

Well, I'm going out west, down on the coast
Where the California girls are really the most
And I walk and they walk
I twist and they twist
And I shimmy and they shimmy
And I fly and they fly
Well, we're out there having fun in the warm California sun

Well, the girls are frisky in old 'Frisco
A pretty little chick wherever you go
Oh, and I walk and they walk
I twist and they twist
And I shimmy and they shimmy
And I fly and they fly
Well, we're out there having fun in the warm California sun
Well, we're out there having fun in the warm California sun

Now, I feel like breaking laws
Go on, start a civil war
Here's my fist, where's the fight
Your world's collapsing tonight

I wanna make some noise - alright, alright
I wanna drop some bombs - alright, alright
I wanna make some noise - alright, alright
Tell me what can go wrong
Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright now

Now, I feel like dropping bombs
Black out your house if you're at home
Hurt but healed, still coming on
In the mess where I'm from

I wanna make some noise - alright, alright
I wanna drop some bombs - alright, alright
I wanna make some noise - alright, alright
Tell me what can go wrong
Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright now

You know I'm on the other side
So tell me now am I right on time
And I can't get enough, I can't get enough
I can't get enough of it, oh

I wanna make some noise - alright, alright
I wanna drop some bombs - alright, alright
I wanna make some noise - alright, alright
Tell me what can go wrong
Alright - and it get me going the way I feel

I wanna make some noise - alright, alright
I wanna drop some bombs - alright, alright
I wanna make some noise - alright, alright
So, tell me what can go wrong
Alright - and it gets me going the way I feel, oh, oh

Let�s get fucked up
Let�s get fucked up
Let�s get fucked up

Softball playing lesbians are voting for Al Gore
The Virgin Mary�s been replaced by Zsa Zsa Gabor
Rod�s Charburger tweakers collect knick-knacks for the thrift store
Rubbers, plastic six-pack ring things and syringes wash up on the shore

Let�s get fucked up
Let�s get fucked up
Let�s get fucked up
Let�s get fucked up

Everyone we know is down with Hepatitis C
Some of them have thyroid problems and some have HIV
Interferon injection is the future for you and me
San Onofre and the microwave spew radioactivity

Let�s get fucked up
Let�s get fucked up

I�ve stayed clean for more than a decade, I haven�t even had a beer
I�ll be knocking back a Martinelli�s when I�m ringing in the new year
The reason that I live this way is getting a bit less clear
And you�ve been living like an angel, even the Jesus freaks think you�re queer

Let�s get fucked up

If you're gonna scream, scream with me
Moments like this never last
When do creatures rape your face
Hybrids opened up the door

Ooh baby, when you cry your face is momentary
You hide your looks behind these scars
In hybrid moments, give me a moment
Give me a moment, give me a moment

Ooh baby, when you cry your face is momentary
You hide your looks behind these scars
In hybrid moments, in hybrid moments
In hybrid moments, in hybrid moments

Give me a moment, give me a moment

Come on baby, let's do the twist
Come on baby, let's do the twist
You look fine, yeah, when you go like this

Tell me baby, have you seen my sis
Tell me baby, have you seen my sis
She knows how to fly, yeah, and do the cha-cha twist

Uh huh, whoa now
Holey - holey, holey
All right now, slap and mask, too - uh huh
When you do the twist to a beat like this
You can cha-cha with your baby, too

Papa's sleeping and your mama's not around, uh huh, yeah
Papa's sleeping and your mama's not around
Come on baby, we're gonna tear the house down

Uh huh, whoa now
Holey - holey, holey
Shake your, slap and mask, too - uh huh
When you do the twist to a beat like this
You can cha-cha with your baby, too

Papa's sleeping, hey, and your mama's not around, uh huh
Papa's sleeping and your mama's not around, uh huh
Well, come on baby, we gonna tear the house down

Uh huh, hey, cha-cha-cha
Whoa baby, a-cha-cha-cha
Whoa darling, a-hey, a-hey

Auschwitz, the meaning of pain
The way that I want you to die
Slow death, immense decay
Showers that cleanse you of your life
Forced in, like cattle you run
Stripped of your life's worth
Human mice for the Angel of Death
Four hundred thousand more to die

Angel of Death
Monarch to the kingdom of the dead
Sadistic, surgeon of demise
Sadist of the noblest blood
Destroying, without mercy
To benefit the Aryan race
Surgery, with no anesthesia
Feel the knife pierce you intensely
Inferior, no use to mankind
Strapped down screaming out to die

Angel of Death
Monarch to the kingdom of the dead
Infamous butcher, Angel of Death
 
Pumped with fluid inside your brain
Pressure in your skull begins pushing through your eyes
Burning flesh drips away
Test of heat burns your skin, your mind starts to boil
Frigid cold cracks your limbs
How long can you last in this frozen water burial
Sewn together, joining heads
Just a matter of time till you rip yourselves apart
Millions laid out in their crowded tombs
Sickening ways to achieve the holocaust

Seas of blood bury life
Smell your death as it burns deep inside of you
Abacinate, eyes that bleed
Praying for the end of your wide awake nightmare
Wings of pain reach out for you
His face of death staring down, your blood's running cold
Injecting cells, dying eyes
Feeding on the screams of the mutants he's creating
Pathetic harmless victims left to die
Rancid Angel of Death flying free

Angel of Death
Monarch to the kingdom of the dead
Infamous butcher, Angel of Death
Angel of Death

Oh my god, Becky, look at her butt, it is so big
She looks like one of those rap guys girlfriends
But, you know, who understands those rap guys
They only talk to her because she looks like a total prostitute, okay
I mean, her butt, it's just so big
I can't believe, it's just so round, it's, like, out there
I mean, gross
Look, she's just so black

I like big butts and I cannot lie
You other brothers can't deny
That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist
And a round thing in your face you get sprung
Wanna pull up tough
Cos you noticed that butt was stuffed
Deep in the jeans she's wearin'
I'm hooked and I can't stop staring
Oh, baby, I wanna get with ya
And take your picture
My homeboys tried to warn me
But with that butt you got makes - me so horny

Ooh, rump of smooth skin
You say you wanna get in my Benz
Well, use me, use me
Cos you ain't that average groupie
I seen her dancin'
To hell with romancin'
She's sweat, wet
Got it goin' like a turbo 'vette
I'm tired of magazines
Sayin' flat butts are the thing
Take the average black man and ask him that
She's gotta pack much back

So, fellas - yeah - fellas - yeah
Has your girlfriend got the butt - hell yeah
Tell them shake it - shake it - shake it - shake it
Shake that healthy butt 
Baby got back 
L.A. face with Oakland booty
Baby got back
Baby got back
L.A. face with Oakland booty

I like 'em round and big
And when I'm throwin' a gig
I just can't help myself, I'm actin' like an animal
Now, here's my scandal
I wanna get you home
And uh, double up uh, uh
I ain't talkin' bout Playboy
Cos silicone parts are made for toys

I want 'em real thick and juicy
So find that juicy double
Mix-A-Lot's in trouble
Beggin' for a piece of that bubble
So, I'm lookin' at rock videos
Knock-kneed bimbos walkin' like hoes
You can have them bimbos
I'll keep my women like Flo Jo

A word to the thick soul sistas - I wanna get with ya
I won't cuss or hit ya
But I gotta be straight when I say I wanna
Ooh - till the break of dawn
Baby got it goin' on
A lot of simps won't like this song
Cos them punks like to hit it and quit it
And I'd rather stay and play
Cos I'm long and I'm strong
And I'm down to get the friction on

So, ladies - yeah - ladies - yeah
If you wanna role in my Mercedes - yeah
Then turn around, stick it out
Even white boys got to shout
Baby got back
Baby got back

Yeah, baby, when it comes to females
Cosmo ain't got nothin' to do with my selection
36-24-36 - only if she's 5-3

So your girlfriend rolls a Honda
Playin workout tapes by Fonda
But Fonda ain't got motor in the back of her Honda
My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun
You can do side bends or sit-ups
But please don't lose that butt
Some brothers wanna play that hard role
And tell you that the butt ain't gold
So they toss it and leave it
And I pull up quick to retrieve it

So Cosmo says you're fat
Well, I ain't down with that
Cos your waist is small and your curves are kickin'
And I'm thinkin bout stickin'
To the beanpole dames in the magazines
You ain't it Miss Thing
Give me a sista, I can't resist her
Red beans and rice didn't miss her
Some knucklehead tried to dis
Cos his girls are on my list
He had game but he chose to hit 'em
And pull up quick to get with 'em
So ladies if the butt is round
And you wanna triple X throw down
Dial 1-900-Mix-A-Lot
And kick them nasty thoughts
Baby got back
Baby got back
Little in the middle but she got much back
Little in the middle but she got much back
Little in the middle but she got much back
Little in the middle but she got much back

How did a car toy get there

Maybe you stuck it up your ass

If you're gonna be dumb, you gotta be tough
When you get knocked down you gotta get back up
I ain't the sharpest knife in the drawer, but I know enough to know
If you're gonna be dumb, you gotta be tough

I lit my brain with rot-gut whiskey
Till my pain was chicken fried
And I had dudes with badges frisk me
Teach me how to swallow pride
I took advice no fool would take
I got some habits I can't shake
I ain't the sharpest knife in the drawer, but I know enough to know
If you're gonna be dumb, you gotta be tough

If you're gonna be dumb, you gotta be tough
When you get knocked down you gotta get back up
That's the way it is in life and love
If you're gonna be dumb, you gotta be tough

I been up and down and down and out
I've been left and right and wrong
Well, I walked the walk and I run my mouth
Been on the short end for too long
But if they gave medals for honky-tonk wars
Hell, I'd keep mine in my chest-of-drawers
With my IRS bills and divorce papers and all that stuff
If you're gonna be dumb, you gotta be tough
 
If you're gonna be dumb, you gotta be tough
When you get knocked down you gotta get back up
I ain't the sharpest knife in the drawer, but I know enough to know
If you're gonna be dumb, you gotta be tough
If you're gonna be dumb, you gotta be tough


Wait a minute, I know what my fortune is