One For The Road lyrics

Artist  : House Of Pain 
Song : One For The Road
 
Huh! check it out! everybody in the house, check
it out!
The house of pain is in full effect

Call me the corn fed, peckerwood, redneck
cracker
White bread, sh*t kickin’ irish beat jacker
Comin’ with the style of a celtic rebel
Those who ain’t on my level call me the blue
eyed devil
But that’s just because they don’t know what
I know
And that’s just because they can’t flow like
I flow
I rip shit, dip shit, so what you gotta say
Why you wanna play, I f**k you up with no delay
And knock your motherf**king fronts out
Smoke my philly blunts out, my buddha never runs
out
I turn the little scunts out
And I got the hookers callin’ me pops
Once their cherry pops, everlast gets all the
props
I’m hittin’ skins from here to copenhagen
I bed the wenches cause you know I’m a pagan
The house of pain, that’s the name of my crew
You don’t like it, tough luck, what the f**k
you gonna do
Nothin’, you ain’t sayin’ nothin’
You need to start puffin’ and relax
Or you’ll wind up gettin’ taxed
For your money, for your jewels, for your car,
for your ho
My crew, they start trippin’ while I’m
rippin’ up the show


Chorus
Mickey mouse, you know he’s in the house
I said mickey mouse, you know he’s in the
house


One for the road, this is one for the road
For my man matt champy, this is one for the road
Tura lura lura, tura lura lie
Tura lura lura, that’s an irish lullaby
No need to act fly, you’ll be sayin’
nighty-night
The place you’re in is right if you’re
lookin’ for a fight
Step up, your blood, I spill it
Put on the beat, I kill it
I’ll burn ya like some bacon that’s been
fryin’ in my skillet
Move over sizzlean, my favorite color’s green
But I’ll beat ya black and blue, cause I’m
always with my crew

Chorus (x2)