Dan Bull & Maxmoefoe A Bouncy Rap Song in Celebration of the 2015 Video Game Mad Max song lyrics
Dan Bull & Maxmoefoe A Bouncy Rap Song in Celebration of the 2015 Video Game Mad Max song lyrics
I started with nothing they took it all
swapped it for a suburn and a foot in the balls
Im homeless and hopeless these bogans are bogus emotionally deprived and rife with
psychosis
They've gone and made max ferocious
How mad this bloke is
thatll stab you in the back with a broken bone and slash your scrotum
I need to have the focus
to build the magnum opus
and plan a roadtrip so that i can go and tackle scrotus
he scrapped my black on black
and thats a bloody ballache
Messing with another fella's car?
Not at all mate
never miss a war boy he's one foot in the grave
when i twist the blade never forget the look on their face
look, im not brave, i just wanna repay the pain
i ain't saving the world
there's no world to save
Im mad max
Collect Scrap
to attach to my ride and drive the threat back
im mad max
ive left tracks
from gas town way out to the out back
im mad max
i blast caps from blas cap and splatter the barren flats with flak
im mad max
i wreck tracks
and make you crap your kecks like ex-lax
Just nipping out to nick stuff
and then get stuck in the big nothing
but get stuffed if you think i'll quit, huffing
unsettle the dust
above the speckles of rust
ive got myself to help
there's no one better to trust until
I bumped into chumbucket
through plum luck and it got me pumped up
to have a chum who's up for:
mucking in
tucking in
trucking
kicking up a motherfucking ruckus
sick enough to sit in
while i'm socking these suckers
when we hop in the vehicle
i call shotgun
that's not a metaphor, mate
i've actually got one
Im mad max
Collect Scrap
to attach to my ride and drive the threat back
im mad max
ive left tracks
from gas town way out to the out back
im mad max
i blast caps from blas cap and splatter the barren flats with flak
im mad max
i wreck tracks
and make you crap your kecks like ex-lax
i've got a ticket to ride
to where the fittest survive
to live here requires
a perticular type of meticulous mind
you need volition
munition
and intuition to drive
and that's what griffa provides
it's not sufficient to be wishful
and blag it
you need the nads to eat a fistful of maggots
from prickles to scrapulance
rippers and rammers
you're going to need to be a dab hand
which a wrench and a hammer
the manic
mechanic
installing panic
bringing havoc
to these panoamic lands
with my rampant antics
though its dramatic
i'm a classic romantic at heart
hi, honey i'm home
you wont beleive the traffic
Im mad max
Collect Scrap
to attach to my ride and drive the threat back
im mad max
ive left tracks
from gas town way out to the out back
im mad max
i blast caps from blas cap and splatter the barren flats with flak
im mad max
i wreck tracks
and make you crap your kecks like ex-lax