Key: E major
Verse 1
D
Bm
D
I'll show the world,
and more particularly
G
D
Those dim- witted,
Bm
no talent studio execs
D
That I I'll prove that I'm the
Bm
Greatest soundman of all
time!
D
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah i'm wit' it
A
He was a recording genius who
invented this
Gizmo that turns bells into
bombs
Or something! Wow gotta
Bm
get outta the way of
D
The soundwaves of those bells
Bm
Who got the most whips, gats and cash?
Verse 2
Bm
D
If you ask the villain, he say
"Who gives a rat's ass?"
Bm
Can't take it
wit'choo you when
You breathe your last
D
In the meaning in between
"pass that grass"
Bm
Give thanks
His rank is that of big stank dank
D
He often time drank by the river bank
Bm
And kept a silver shank for a calm cat
D
Always stayed strapped
for hand- to- arm combat
Bm
For DOOM the bell tolls
B
Let them fools know ain't no more
F#
Room in these hell holes
D
Bm
It's filled up to the brim
with sold souls
F#m
Crackheads, dope fiends
D
and 40s of ol' gold
Bm
Hold up, the boldest who ever sold it
D
Whoever dare roll up,
prepare to get folded
Bm
Like Holly Hobbie, gosh golly gee
D
The back of Hector Hoskerish's
Trolly read "Wash me" (Ha,
ha, ha, ha)
Bm
Dagnabbit, the mask is like
a chick magnet
D
Some'll let you stab it for
A nic' of the babbit
Bm
They say he talk slick like Dick Cavett
D
A fiend for the mic and can't
Dm
Kick it like a sick habit
(The bells)
Give him a hero's holla
C
Along wit' more free dough
than Creflo Dollar
Dm
Holy Toledo
How he made base on
C
The Today Show?
They say he wear a mask in case
D
his face show
Bm
It's better than a stocking, birdbrain
D
Find him on the corner
Rockin' Mockingbird Lane
Bm
He's a odd man, Grandma
And she's a bad mamma-
jamma either
D
Squeeze the damn hammer
Bm
or stop complainin'
On the top he's remainin'
D
A lot of pop sensations need
More proper home trainin'
Bm
The people say he's the nicest
D
A
D
He only wants to be left alone
Bm
To his own devices if the price is right
He might sing a new smash
D
Then laugh 'n twist his
Rollie Fingers moustache
Bm
Tear ya crew a new gash
D
And prepare a new batch of
His own special herb goulash
Bm
Villain, the dork who talk funny
D
And'll put one in ya, so
Watch where you walk, money
Bm
Like Semy say, do more boomers
D
They cure tumors and beware
A
D
the Doomsta!
Verse 3
The bells toll for you! Ha, ha, ha,
Bm
ha
Outro 1
Bm
F#m
Bm
F#m
Bm
D
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