(Chorus x3) Mashed potatos, we're unable to row, riding on a boat Oh oh oh oh oh oh-oh boat!
(Jamie Madrox) We run shit constipation on Ex-Lax All up in your like Uncle Sam and the income tax Can you relax when shit is run a mile a the industry like pussy, grab dick and get up in it (Are you in it to win it?) As we prevail, with shit so it's tipping the scale I been to Hell, heavy hot the Earth since child birth Never went to school, and I did, I ate my homework Never a fool, and if I did, I was a poser You can't a nerd for trying to get closer (Now I'm the boy!) For and freaks and chainsaw murderers that seldom ever They call me Stay-Puft Man cause I was so fat my looked they were sectioned off in rubber bands Would it change? I prayed and it Throw a scoop of potatos, see the for the gravy boat
(Chorus x3) Mashed potatos, we're unable to row, riding on a gravy Oh oh oh oh oh oh-oh boat!
(Monoxide Child) I'm on D! of justice and all that Fuck the cops, where my mothafucking at? corner boy with the teddy bear nose, and the ass asortment of hoes I'm changing clothes like a true scrub, twice a week And smoking weed my eyeballs bleed I hit the Lotto Crazy money, and G's, and then I split that on the trees Treat me like the I am ever route me on a tour to Japan, I base it all up on my sound So glad you leave my fiending, with a slow jam singing, and some fake thug clinging to ya I see the just walk on through, and a mothafucking thing you can do Shit, my blew out on concrete, but my feet moving to another beat the Jedi Luke Skywalker
(Chorus x3) Mashed potatos, we're unable to row, riding on a gravy Oh oh oh oh oh gravy boat!
*musical
(Chorus x3) Mashed potatos, we're to row, riding on a gravy boat Oh oh oh oh oh oh-oh boat!