Tripod
Tripod - Krap Karate songtekst
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Krap karate... Krap karate... Krap karate... Krap karate... It's not... Comin' to get ya I'm trained in a special skill To not look like I could kill There's a poster on my bedroom wall Of Steven Seagal Krap karate I haven't studied, I never fight (Fight fight fight...) I watch Buffy every night (Night night night...) If you pick on me, there won't be a threat You'll only get Krap karate... My hands are lethal weapons Provided I'm holding a gun. I'm registered with the Government As a... taxpayer (Such krap karate...) Jackie Chan's got everything on me Don't move over, Bruce Lee. I could go at any moment I'm a great exponent of... Krap karate Yee! Ho! Shing! (Yon; spoken) Hi, I'm Yon. An expert with a knife. A surgeon, a craftsman, A master of the deadly blades. Silent death... Yee! Ho! Shing! (Gatesy; spoken) Hi, I'm Gatesy... (Yon; spoken)... so silent, you don't hear a thing. It's just... whoosh-- uuuurgh. Well, actually, it would be more like... (pause)... uuuurgh. And at close quarters, I can use my knife silencer. (Gatesy; spoken) Hi, I'm Gatesy, demolitions expert. Master of C4, A4, and foolscap. And if we get into trouble, I can call for reinforcements - those circular adhesive labels. I can pick off any moving target, util they are... stationery! Really loud death! Yee! Ho! Shing! (Scod; spoken) Hi, I'm Scod, seamstress... I told you they'd laugh! (Gatesy; spoken) Hey! He makes the costumes. (Yon; spoken) It's a very important role! All three of us, highly trained in the art of... Krap karate... Late in the evenin', I'm havin' drinks with my girl (Café Latte...) I'm her protector, the great defender of her world (After the party...) She grabs my chest, my pecs are burning with desire And the hairs on my legs... ... this call is being charged at $8.90 an hour... Jackie Chan's got everything on me, Don't move over, Bruce Lee Don't come any closer Unless you want a dose of... Krap karate! Looks great in a mirror!