Triumph The Insult Comic Dog I Keed Lyrics

I thought my CD was done 
But that's not what they say 
"Do an insult track, we need it for radio play" 
Cram in the names, I'll take a long hard pee 
Time to mess up the biz like an MP3 

American Idols, that's who I look for 
In the poop section of my local record store 
Ruben or clay, oh which should I pick 
It's like choosing which puddle of vomit to lick 

And when I want something even more fruity and fake 
I look up 'N' for N'Sync or 'T' for Timberlake 
So many skills Justin's making a buck at 
Does he rap? Does he sing? He doesn't know what to suck at 

Now as for the bitches, let's give Britney thanks 
For the face that launched a million pre-teen skanks 
You were a virgin, that had to be hard 
You've had more bones in your mouth than a St. Bernard 

I keed, I keed! 
(He just make a little joke) 
I joke with you! 
(LIttle dog, little joke) 
I keed, I keed! 
(He just make a little joke) 
Yeah, you're a great actress too 
(Little dog, little joke) 

Now let's go to Wal-mart where they won't sell my CD 
That company's nuts are in a jar in aisle 3 
But you can see Christina in all her sluthood 
It's like watching porn but the music's not as good 

I want to stuff my TV's crotch with a dollar 
Still I'd hump you if I could wear my flea collar 
You're looser than my poop after eating Honeydew 
Only 50 Cent's been plugged more than you 

And yet you're too old for Fred Durst to desire 
He's checking out the cast of "Lizzie McGuire" 
Soon Fred will try to get Mandy Moore 
To open for him, and I don't mean on tour 

You're not the first, Durst, poor R Kelly 
His videos premiere at the LAPD 
I believe they set up an innocent guy 
You know what else? I believe I can fly 

I keed, I keed! 
(He just make a little joke) 
I joke with you! 
(LIttle dog, little joke) 
I keed, I keed! 
(He just make a little joke) 
I believe Michael too, yes. 
(Little dog, little joke) 

Now look how friggin cool those guys from the Strokes are 
Their riffs are three times as old as my jokes are 
Hey White Stripes guy, is that your wife or your sister 
Shouldn't you be playing country music, mister? 

Hey Coldplay, maybe you should be Coldsore 
Back when you were U2 I liked you so much more 
Somehow your song "Yellow" reminds me of pee 
I think 'cause when it's over, it's a big relief to me 

Now Pink, is that your hair or a tattoo? 
I didn't know Supercuts had a drive-thru 
Yo Nelly, what kind of name is that? 
That's about as gangsta as an easter bonnet hat 

And Snoop says he's clean now? You make the call 
The guy's higher than Billy Joel's Cholesterol 
Snoop, there's only room for one dog, putz 
And I can rap, can you lick your own nuts? 

Poop Diddy, are you in show business still? 
I didn't know wearing a suit was a skill 
J Lo, J Lo, the giant tail-o 
For a doggy's nose, thst's the Holy Grail-o 

Shakira's butt's fine, but it won't hold still you see 
I sniffed Elton John's tush just for all the history 
I sniffed J-Lo's ass and got too touchy-feely 
She let loose a bomb that was bigger than "Gigli" 

I keed, I keed! 
(He just make a little joke) 
I joke with you 
(Little dog, little joke) 
I keed, I keed! 
(Nothing wrong with your butt) 
I even like...I don't like Affleck 
(Nothing wrong with your butt) 

Avril Lavigne punk queen, now there's a kidder 
Go back north, Celine needs a babysitter 
Philip Glass, atonal ass, you're not immune 
Write a song with a fucking tune 

And on the list of pussies, don't leave off MTV 
I scared them and Eminem so they gave the hook to me 
Slim Shady, why do you find me so scary? 
We're just two regular dudes who banged Mariah Cary 
Wipe off that frown, just do without it 
Hey my mom was a bitch, but I don't go writing songs about it 

I keed, I keed! 
(He just make a little joke) 
I joke with you! 
(Little dog, little joke) 
I keed, I keed! 
(He just make a little joke) 
You know I never meant to hurt you 
(Never meant to make you cry) 

I keed, I keed! 
(He just make a little joke) 
It's a joke you see! 
(Laffy, laffy, laffy, ha, ha) 
Let's stop hating each other 
(He just make a little joke) 
Leave the pooping to me 
(Rock it to me, sock it to me) 

Rock it to me, sock it to me 
Rock it to me, sock it to me 
Rock it to me, sock it I'm a rapping dog 
And I'm here to say 
Rappa rappa rappa 
A tappa huppa huppa 

I kid.