Видео
Видео
Создатели
ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
A. Samberg
Вокал
Йорма Такконе
Вокал
Julian Casablancas
Вокал
Nir Z
Барабаны
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Drew Campbell
Автор песен
Asa Taccone
Автор песен
Акива Шаффер
Автор песен
Йорма Такконе
Автор песен
A. Samberg
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
The Lonely Island
Инженер звукозаписи
Drew Campbell
Продюсер
Asa Taccone
Продюсер
Brian Sperber
Миксинг-инженер
Слова
[Verse 1]
Imagine in your mind
A posh country club
The stuffy old money
Where the poor kid's snubbed
The spread is bland
Sauerkraut and boiled goose
There's no way these people
Will ever cut loose
[Verse 2]
But then, I walk in the room
Hold my boombox high
And what happened next
Will blow your mind!
[Verse 3]
Everything got outta control
The music was so interesting
Everyone got out on the floor
It was a bunch of old white
People dancing
Now picture, if you will
A bunch of business men
Stuffed in the board room
Like pigs in a pen
The ties around their necks
Are like a hangman's noose
In the middle of the table
There's a boiled goose
The old people smell
Makes you wanna puke in the sink
These dude's will never dance
Yeah, that's what you think
I stride in the room, all young and hip
Hold up my boombox, and say
Listen to this!
Then everyone started to move
People rejoiced instead of financing
Your pre-conceived notions were shattered
By the super-old white people dancing
[Verse 4]
The Big Apple, where people never dance
Spirits go down while profits expand
The cops or the dealers
Who's got the juice?
The street vendors peddling
Their boiled goose
[Verse 5]
So many types of people
They'll never get along
'Till I bust out my boombox
And play this song!
[Verse 6]
The music washed away all the hate
And society started advancing
Every demographic was represented
It was a rainbow coalition of dancing
Whoa
Everyone was wearing fingerless gloves
Whoa
I saw a Spanish guy doing the Bartman
[Verse 7]
Transport now to an old folks home
Where the elderly are tossed
On their brittle bones
The orderlies are stealing
There's no excuse!
Every day for lunch they eat
Boiled goose
[Verse 8]
So I grabbed my boombox
And hit the Turbo Bass
And what happened next
Was a total disgrace!
[Verse 9]
Everybody started having sex
The music was way too powerful
A bunch of old people fucking
Like rabbits
It was disgusting to say the least
Oh, a boombox can change world
But you gotta know your limits
With a boombox
This was a cautionary tale
A boombox is not a toy!
Written by: Akiva Schaffer, Andy Samberg, Asa Taccone, Drew Campbell, Jorma Taccone


