Ben Folds Five

For Those of Yall Who Wear Fanny Packs

  alternative  rock  indie  piano rock  piano
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[note: Ive listened real hard andDone my research on references, but the fact remains. . .Parts of this transcription are pretty much shots in the dark.](. . .step on your fingernail. . .damn!Thats ok, I can play with one hand, see? It sounds good!)Oh goddamn, I saw a goddamnFuckin goddamnGoddamn- woah!Oh goddamnShitchya its coolPlay it on the radioCome here one timeWassup yallI got this funky groove goin onI gotta give a shout out to my homeboy in laWassup boy? wassup yall, come onYo, this goes out to my homeboy treyGoing out in chapel hillYeah shouts out to a.k.a. known as roadie killerNew york city, mm hmmYo, shouts out to my main manager manAl wolmark known as a.k.a. youre a bad motherfuckerC.e.c.Bring in the bass, yall!Yeah, and I thought thats how you felt about the motherfuckerYeah, I thought thats how you feltYeah, sledge, bring in the bass!For those of yall who wear fannie packs, come onFor those of yall that wear fannie packs, come onFor those of yall that wear fannie packs (and pony tails) come onFor those of yall that wear fannie packs (and got the pony tails) come fucking onYeah, my boy sledge on the bass in your faceMy boy ben on the piano coming in, let him in, let him in!Yeah. . .Let my boy ben in, alright, yeahHey d? Hey d? Yeah, wassup? You gonna let me in d? Wassup? You gonna me in? Yo let that piano solo inLet me in, let me in!Goddamn, yeah!You and your mother have seen things happenI dont mind singing and I dont mind rappinI can find at least a hundred ways to get my shitI play the piano-Goddamn thats some funky shit!Yeah, I said for those of yall who wear fannie packsThis songs coming out, its coming attchya!I wanna borrow an allen wrench!I wanna borrow some duct tape!I wanna borrow a mic cable!Bass in your face!Bass in your faceLets break it break it break it downWere gonna break this shit downGimme some bassThats pretty goodBring this shit in!Oh goddamnShitchya its coolPlay that cymbal, manPlay that tasty, tasty high hat workYo, Im gonna bring that tasty high hat workBring itIm gonna bring that shit inI wanna taste it, manRight now!Ah ha ha ha. . .Yo, this sound goes out to my main manAt the point in atlantaWassup, g? gimme my fuckin monitor, man!Ernie. .Im sorry, I cant give you any moreMonitor than thatIt wont go any higher than thatBecause the transistors the resistorsThey wont go any higherAlright, yallTake this motherfucker out with a piano soloGoddamn, uh!Uh god-Damn!Alright, turn that shit out!1-2-3-4. . .(I hope you taped that-Thats our next single.Oh, theyve left.They gave up. . .These guys are fucking idiots!That sucked. . .)

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