Dong Work For Yuda

Lyrics for Dong Work For Yuda

Hello there... This is the CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER Joe was sent to a special prison where they keep all the other criminals from the music business You know... The ones who get caught It's a horrible place, painted all green on the inside Where musicians and former executives take turns snorting detergent and plooking each other Anyway, listen While he's in there he meets this guy who used to be a promo man for a major record company Named Bald-Headed John... King of the Plookers This is the story 'bout Bald-Headed John Dong work for Yuda Dong, Dong He talks a lot 'n' it's Usually wrong Dong work for Yuda Dong, Dong He said Dong was Wong 'N' Wong was Kong 'N' Dong work for Yuda 'N' John was wrong Sorry John Sorry better Try it again Dong work for Yuda Dong, Dong Sorry John Sorry better Try it again He said Dong was Wong And Wong was Kong And Dong was Gong 'N John was wrong John's got a sausage Yeah man John's got a sausage Yeah man John's got a sausage That'll make you fart John's got a sausage That'll break your heart Make you fart And break your heart Don't bend over If you are smart He took a little walk To the weenie stand John's got a sausage Yeah man A great big weenie In both his hands John's got a sausage Yeah man He sucked on the end 'Til the mustard squirt He said, "Ya'll stand back 'cause you might get hurt" Sorry John Sorry better Try it again John's got a sausage Yeah man Sorry John Sorry better Try it again He said Dong was Wong Wong was Kong Kong was Gong 'N John was wrong Sorry John Sorry better Try it again Make way for the Iron shaschige Sorry John Sorry better Try it again I need a dozen towels So the boys can take a shower Sorry John Sorry better Try it again Bartender Bring me a colada and milk Sorry John Sorry better Try it again Well, on second thought Make that a water HtO Sorry John Sorry better Try it again Falcum Take me to the falcum Sorry John Sorry better Try it again I wave my bags Did you wave your'n Sorry John Sorry better Try it again Well how much Did they wave? Sorry John Sorry better Try it again Ah'm almost two Kilometers tall Sorry John Sorry better Try it again This girl must be Praketing richcraft Sorry John Sorry better Try it again Don't worry about The faggot I'll take care of The faggot Sorry John Sorry better Try it again Try it again Try it again Try, try, try again Your Pomona is Very extinct Yeah, I studied with The Dong of Tokyo 'N also with the Oriental Kato My body contain Uh water I just loves the way These Copenhagens talks Driver, McDoodle Sausage Salima Salami That looks like that Stuff that Freckles Lets out Once a mumfth This is the CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER Poor Joe. He's getting tired from bending over But we tried to warn him... Didn't we? Okay, Joe... You asked for it... Here comes The Big One