Put some wax on the trax and slide on onta here!
Hane hane hane hane hane

Hatchets in the corner ears to the ground
Improve to the groove get down to the sound
Buttons and bows and blue blanc rouge
All things lively must be used
Liberté, egalité, au jour d'hui c'est très très très
Voici l'opportunité nous incroyables

I got the moves they got the grooves
Summond the gods and they all approved
Had vibes akimbo on the shelf
Bit of a rap thing going for myself
This gold on the teeth's no sense at all
It only matters when it's on the wall

I'm standing here with my four men
Let's start that rapping thing again

Chorus:
Marco, merrick, terry lee, gary tibbs and yours truly
In the naughty north and the sexy south
We're all singing i have the mouth
In the naughty north and the sexy south
We're all singing i have the mouth
I have the mouth

So tired of anarchists looking at me
Don't need their credibility
"destroy" they say, "defy! condem!"
As long as you don't destroy them
With twenty years of drugs and drinks
I thought the time had come to think
About standing up and saying that
It's tragedy and such old hat

I'm standing here with my four men
Let's start that rapping thing again

(chorus)

These happy feet are all we need
Summond the gods and they all agreed
These feet won't stop they're in such a hurry
I knock it on the head and i go for a curry
Staying sober can be neat
Get drunk on these here happy feet
Keep on trying to pin me down
"why a title for your sound?"

I'm standing here with my four men
Let's start that rapping thing again

I got marco, merrick, terry lee, gary tibbs and yours truly
In the naughty north and the sexy south
We're all singing i have the mouth...

And i have the mouth
And you have the mouth
And they got the mouth