Island mentality 2

Contents 内容 

1. Fucking In The Club 未來遊戲 

2. Sal Is My Monica 我的名字是 … 

3. Hip Hop Apocalipz 嘻哈啟示錄 

4. Bring The Freak Out 帶怪胎來 

5. Manic 恐慌 

6. Fuck Fame Fuckers 開到最大聲 

7. Gangster paradisio 流氓天堂 

8. Lai Li Yong Wo 來利用我吧 

9. Part Of Your Nature 了解自己 

10. Damn 唉呦 

11. All In Your Head 都是你的想法 

12. Orbitalizing 快嘴鬼 

13. Burn ya Money 燒你的錢 

14. Watch Me 不要看我

Daddy Phat Saks

序 

Hello you... 你好 … 

If you’re reading this, then I must first thank you for 

parting with your hard earned or easily borrowed cash so 

that you may fully appreciate the words and intentions of 

the good Doctor himself. Most of these songs were penned in 

his times of incarceration and tend to relect his feelings 

of social oppression and ensuing insanity with this touching 

homage to hip hop. 

如果你正讀著這些文字 , 那麼我首先必須感謝你 , 為了充分領會 Doctor 他的文 

字與意圖 , 掏出你辛苦掙得或信手借來的鈔票。這些歌曲大多是 Doctor 在自我 

監禁的期間寫的 , 出自於對嘻哈的崇敬 , 他企圖以說唱的風格 , 道出對社會壓 

抑的看法及衍生而來的精神錯亂。 

Each song contains a brief introduction in English and 

Chinese for the elucidation of our local audience on this 

stiling little green and gray island of Taiwan. The lyrics 

are also here for the band members, a selectively eclectic 

group of musicians, mainly connected through a love of 

cigarettes, who also need some parts clarifying. 

為方便這綠灰色小島上的台灣聽眾了解 , 每一首歌都有一小段中、英文引言。 

歌詞也在此為樂團團員附上了 – 這群經過汰換、不一格、彼此間主要靠菸卷 

維繫的音樂人 , 也多少需要得到說明。 

Thank you..

is more hip hop science fiction for the masses. 

Although the chorus suggests a decadent theme, the song 

rather describes and derides the sexual nature of the 

internet and video game culture. As technology merges 

even further with the flesh and the moral fabric of 

society is torn like a pair of stockings, the major games 

manufacturers will be producing sexually compatible 

consoles and games. Probably. 

Fucking In The Club 有如嘻哈科幻情節。 

雖然副歌讓人以為糜爛的生活是這首歌的主題 , 

但其實整首歌在描述並嘲笑網路世界與電玩文化中的情色與性。 

隨著科技與肉慾更緊密結合 , 社會道德結構卻像絲襪般一扯就破 , 

遊戲製造大廠將會生產可相容的性慾操作檯遊戲。可能吧 ! 

“The future’s going to suit you then 

if that’s what you imagine 

New holes on your consoles for interactive shagging 

Ride That Ho 3 on the Play Station Saddle 

Playing Fucking In The Club on the WII Pussy Paddle”

Well just listen, cause I ain't trying to sell you nothing 

It's free just to chat a little, promise I ain't bluffing 

Where you going? What you doing? Who ya with? 

And why ya rushing? 

It's the easy kind of life you wanna live that I'm 

discussing 

Just relax, don't get your back up, let me pick up 

on my patter 

Don't you worry bout a thing, I'm keeping track now 

what's the matter? 

What it is, is what it seems, it's just your dreams, 

they're gonna shatter 

You got a butt just like your mother, and I bet it's 

getting fatter. 

You wanna get more, well I ain't stopping ya 

I'll be happy when I'm tapping your core (well it's on 

top of ya) 

Release the pressure as you measure your own pleasure 

I guess I'm messy when addressing my guests.. I'm not 

impressing ya 

I wanna little more of what I'm seeing 

It's nothing new to you on how to be a human being 

It's ok to be a whore now, just as long as were agreeing 

Give me more of what you've got, it's only me that keeps 

you dealing. 

I'm like that, I'll give you some more 

Well do what you do, but just get back on the floor 

You like it like that, well you're never too sure 

Whatever it is, just what is it for? 

Just gimme some more 

Gimme some more (repeat) 

All the boys want more, but your son's becoming 

dumber 

Evolution in your hands and still your playing with the 

plumber 

Put down the spunky rhythm stick get out the funky 

drummer 

The only way you're getting laid is when you're paying for 

a hummer 

The revolution will not be downloaded 

What you gonna do when your dick gets bar-coded? 

Bone celebrity clones with built in vaginal scanners? 

You cunt keyboard warriors, you right hand spammers 

Techno freak show, stuck in the scene 

Jammed in the ram, sucked in the machine 

Turn on your cam pet, don't be mean! 

Let a man you've never met let loose on the screen 

The future's gonna suit you then if that's what you 

imagine 

New holes on your console for interactive shagging 

Ride That Ho 3 on the Play Station Saddle 

Playing Fucking in The Club on the WII Pussy Paddle 

And they were, fucking in the club fucking in the club 

Fucking in the club, Fucking in the club 

Fucking in the club Fucking in the club 




Fucking in the club Fucking in the club

Driving to the club, riding to the club, queuing for the club, iling in the club, we're fucking in the club 

Breathing in the club, smoking in the club, feeling in the club, choking in the club, sucking in the club 

Buying in the club, smiling in the club, crushing in the club, higher in the club, rushing in the club 

Living in the club, freaking in the club, loving in the club, speaking in the club, buzzing in the club 

Mixing in the club, scratching in the club, jacking in the club, staring in the club, tearing up the club 

Spinning in the club, grinning in the club, spitting in the club, kicking in the club, hitting in the club 

Breaking in the club, burning in the club, gurning in the club, locking in the club, , rocking in the club 

Rolling in the club, dancing in the club, blowing in the club, glancing in the club, lowing in the club 

Sweating in the club, stressing in the club, betting in the club, messy in the club, fuzzy in the club 

Paying in the club, boozing in the club, praying in the club, losing in the club, pushing in the club 

Blagging in the club, cussing in the club, slagging in the club, buggin in the club, bustin in the club 

Pimping in the club, pumping in the club, stripping in the club, tripping in the club, jumping in the club 

Whiting in the club, ighting in the club, cutting in the club, biting in the club, butting in the club 

Trashy in the club, stashing in the club, lushing in the club, lashing in the club, gushing in the club 

Pissing in the club, snifing in the club, whistling in the club, ripping in the club, rucking in the club 

Frigging in the club, sucking in the club, touching in the club, Licking in the club, fucking in the they were 

Fucking in the club fucking in the club

Dr. Lipz

This was the first attempt to mix English with Chinese 

lyrics. Like many rap songs, there seems to be a lot going 

on but not so much information of any general importance 

is imparted. It was the first chorus I ever “borrowed” 

from an old classic soul song by Hodges, James & Smith 

called “Nobody” . It’s an absolute belter that I in no way 

claim to do justice to. It should be heard to be believed. 

The Chinese in the verse is a direct translation of the 

English lyrics. As blunt as can be. 

這是我頭一次嘗試將中文歌詞混入英文歌曲裡。跟許多饒舌歌一樣聽起來叨 

叨絮絮 , 但裡頭不過是些無聊話。這也是我第一次「借用」副歌 ,Hodges, 

James & Smith 的一首經典靈老歌叫 Nobody, 這首歌在他們的詮釋下已然 

極 , 我怎麼樣都不可能達到他們的境界 , 你聽過就會懂。這一節的中文歌詞 

則是直接翻自英文 , 再直白不過了。

Nobody’s gonna tell me, that you don’t love me baby 

They just don’t know that you’re an angel sent down 

from heaven 

Sal is my moniker but you can call me sir 

Cooling in my borders I’m the lord parameter 

Stepping, getting closer see I’ve got a barrier 

Now me say 停 ! Well all the dub I will deter 

Lock you with my rocking give you agoraphobia 

Jumping off the lyrics like a jetting harrier 

Woo hoo, but I’m not the boy from Blur 

Take another look a right a hook you will incur 

Box you with my ting and so your singing ropier 

Mash you with my stash of wicked marrowarnie er 

Flip you and I’ll trip you into paranoia 

Ease your funny feet just so you’re feeling mellower 

你不知道 , 拍謝 , 沒事 , 我教你 now 好不好 ? 一 , 

二 

3 4 5 6 heres another word 

我說慢一點 so everything is heard 

From my head to my hand through a pen to 

the page 

To my eyes then this mouth through the mic on 

the stage 

To your ear in your brain move your feet cut the rug 

Shake your ass up the back crack the hen rock 

the club 

聽比的一比的二比的三 , 我要喝冰的酒 , 快點 , 

你會看 

1 to the 2 to the 2 to the 3 

Say it clear want a beer make it quick can’t 

you see 

告訴你 it’s easy, 我確定我好聽 , 這個東西太好 

了 , 

給你我答應 

Tell you now it’s easy and I’m sure it sounds crisp 

This whole thing is too good got to give promises 

Who am I? 我是誰 ? 我是那個 MC。 

Bad Chinese 我的中文不好對不起。沒有關係 , 

沒有問題 , 拍謝。that’s ok. 

Flick from 中文 to 英文 teach the crowd what 

to say 

A to the B to the B to The C 

跟我說、一起來 don’t be shy follow me 

我說 ho, 你說 ho its so fuckin easy 

So lets try 試試看 , 一二三 1 2 3 



from heaven 

Smack up the stereo, track back a year ago 

What was the dealio, unpack the doobie yo 

Smoke up the premises , choke up your nemesis, 

sit back and reminisce 

Suck pharmaceuticals, bite at your cuticles 

Fuck other booty calls, wrapping up when duty calls 

I put the onus in cohones when I’m pulling out 

my testicles 

Like I’m testing base chemicals 

My jams are magical, wet lady’s vaginals 

Catch it all? Now this shits becoming 

understandable 

Catch a scratch (on the turntable) 

Wax backing lyrical, pay check hysterical

Rhymes so incredible but I’ve nearly said em all 

Bred ‘em all, raised up a pen and now I’ve read 

em all 

Shake your asses onto pedestals, tushes that 

are edible 

Mouths open wide, I oblige, just like I’ve fed em all 

Tactical, choose my words carefully 

I’m here for you so try to make a move to stare 

at me 

Sal is my name but you can call me Doctor Lipz 

Operating on your ass to put a grove into your hips 

And don’t stop even if you wanna tip your glass 

Toast to coast to coast and I’ll be giving you gas 

But stop that ass, its shaking too much 

You’ll need the Doctor’s lips a pulling panties 

outta crutch 

Step back, because I’m saying too much 

I’m gonna bring the hop into your blush and top up 

your rush 

And ride on, when you’re feeling the flow 

Slow co caine. well give me some mo 

Cheek to cheek, camel toe to toe 

My money’s on the fanny if your honey’s a ho 

But oh cuz, I don’t really need to know 

I’m just having fun I’m running funky beats to 

the show 



from heaven 

放輕鬆 , 我們沒有問題 

Cause I’ll be bunnin on the bud now while you 

sip Hennessey 

It feels good to groove, 大家舒服 

I sing the saga of the Xaga with a midnight groove 

Whose that lady? Busting a move 

Shooting off the booty like she’s something 

to prove 

B boys, tykers time to make your move 

And make your way to the floor as the 

pheromones ooze 

And get the vibe when I say 厲害 

把手放在空中甩 

Put your motherfucking hands up just like this 

大家在這裡可以 pump your fist? 

I’m flippin upon the stage 

When you’re rocking upon the show 

Your stopping up so amazed 

A when I’m rockin upon my flow 

I’m hittin upon your ass 

To make you wriggle upon your hips 

I’m thinking of making a pass 

Then you’ll be lickin upon the lips 

I’m freaking upon the set 

When I’m rocking it off the mic 

Dropping in Middlesex 

And I’m believing up in my hype 

I’m wrapping up to the beat 

When I’m singing it nice and low 

I’m rocking to the base 

Taiwan say ho! 



from heaven

Steve 

Guitar

there used to be a strange man who would walk around London 

with a sandwich board on shoulder straps with “The End is 

Nigh” written in chalk. He was deservingly laughed at by 

the general public, but now, thanks to computers and the 

discovery channel, any twat can predict the end of the world, 

and even more twats will believe them. Perhaps the mid-life 

crisis of a skinny, red-faced white guy sounds the death 

knell of the hip hop genre, but just like any prediction of 

impending doom, it’s just a bunch of pessimistic bullshit. 

曾經在倫敦街頭有個怪人 , 胸前背後的廣告板上用粉筆寫著「末日將近」。 

他在街頭巷尾遊走 , 理所當然是受到人們的嘲笑。 

但是現在 , 拜電腦和探索頻道所賜 , 任何一個傻子都能預測世界末日 , 而且有更多 

的呆子肯相信他們。這個面臨中年危機、瘦瘦的紅臉白人 , 大概以為自己用嘻哈敲 

響了末世的喪鐘 , 但就跟所有末日將近的預言一樣 , 不過是滿口的悲觀胡柴罷了。 

“No way you can heal me, doctor please wont you kill me! 

I know you can feel me, I’m as real as fake tits”

Yeah, you know me, that rediculous prick 

Incomprehensible when I’m kicking it too lickity split 

Indefensible I know in these vociferous fits 

But let me take you on a tour of my misogynist trips 

It’s the hip hop apocalipz 

Doctor Lipz has got ya rocking this 

Ain’t no fucking chance of stopping this 

Cause it’s about to blow up 

I’m as predictable as the script from an shitty porn flick Self obsessed little pest like a mutt licking his bits 

I’m gonna spray it when I say it in my meticulous spits I don’t mean to be smutty but my nuts’re doing flips 

It’s just the way I’ve had to play it since I’ve been picking my zits Got me floating my boat soon I’ll be sailing 

Now Riggs, I’m too old for this shit 

the ship 

Bad to the bone I’ll make you moan like 

Still I’m squeezing at ya pelvis til I wriggle ya hips 

Babylonian chicks 

Got me killing ya like Elvis need ya shaking that shit 

I’ll be ripping the lipz until ya funky ass splits 

I’ve got you jiggling like jelly, you’re all nipples and tits 

I know you don’t know me 

And no you cant blow me 

No flow that can throw me 

Cant hold or control me 

Slow me down microphoney 

Cause my mouths getting foamy 

One and only white homey got me 

rocking your shit 

I aint trying to trick ya 

No lines to mind trip ya 

In the place the bass kicker 

Making medicine sicker 

Flip my switch, watch me flicker 

Roll the film, get the picture 

Devinely rhyme spittering Reniculous Lipz

The most verminous of sermons from the rap parapet 

But still a gentlemen you’ll never catch me slappin ya bitch 

And I don’t mean to be rude but we all came from one prick 

And if god’s really a dude then just how big is his dick 

But I’m gonna cut out that flow like a vasectomy snip 

All I know, is I was born to spawn hits 

But just like anyone’s show, it gets all pointless in bits 

Like Charlie Chaplin throwing rapping in his black and white 

clips 

Read the Lipz as I mime 

Understand the hand signs 

Underhand I don’t mind 

Pop Ya pills in the line 

Rhyme blend ya enzymes 

Here’s the bill for my time 

Grand designs got me rocking epochs of doc lipz 

The end of reality 

A rapping calamity 

Profane fucking vanity 

Butt sucking humanity 

No way you can heal me 

Doctor please wont you kill me 

I know you can feel me, I’m as real as fake tits.. 

It’s the hip hop apocalipz 

Doctor Lipz has got ya rocking this 

Not a fucking chance of stopping this 

Cause it’s about to blow up 

The symbols crashing getting louder now ya nervousness grips 

Drums and basses kick in places for guitars to rip licks, its sick 

Bits of scratching in the patches where I stop the lyrics 

…………………….. This is it 

Aint the time for feeling proud now as your sanity slips 

The weed killer, hash assassin’s gonna cash in your chips 

Rhyme spitting this pandemic spread contagious song licks 

Cause my rhymes just stick like dicks in metaphorical zips 

The end is nigh come on get high on what this 

fucker predicts 

The apocalyptic rock of Doc Reniculous Lipz 

It’s the shit boy, this is it… 

The last hit boy, let it rip… 

It’s the hip hop apocalipz

Mike 

Bass

So the lyrics are ridiculous and the chorus is absurd, with a 

dirty slow bass line that feels like a tranquilizer. 

It’s hip hop prozac. 

All good on the surface, but a bit weird under the skin. 

Bring The Freak Out 是一首滑稽模仿作品 , 調侃嘻哈歌曲充斥著憎恨女人思 

想與無禮詞彙。 

要寫首歌詞荒謬、曲風詭譎的歌曲很容易 ; 

彷彿鎮靜劑般煽情緩慢的貝斯瀰漫整首歌 , 歌詞裡不雅的字眼淨說著酒吧、烈酒、 

壞女孩。 

這就是嘻哈百憂解 , 外表看來一切正常 , 骨子裡就是有那麼點兒怪。 

誰想請我喝一杯啤酒 

I need another beer now if I’m gonna rock the flow

I’m gonna start this 

Take your feet and heartbeat synchronise with the lips 

Get retarded with a little block of brown 

And some rips 

Now heres the sound 

To rump shake ya down 

Lowering zips ZZZZZZZ 

我叫甚麼名字 ? 

Who gives a shit, 沒有意思 

I rock tat for tit now let the thought linger 

I’m the big beat bringer, Dr Doom Harbinger 

Bold as brass, skinny arsed microphone plunderer 

Am I yankee hell know I’m a Londoner 

Don’t take a chance to dance, coz I’ll be pulling seats 

from under ya 

I play for free, what the hell, needzer dow 

沒有人給我錢 even though I rock the bells – Ting! 

多少錢 ? I’m solid white gold 

A badder man amongst men and I’m never flowing 

old 

Well aVintage rhyme spinner 

Hell I’m the real sinner 

I was rocking rhymes since getting high off sniffing 

tipex thinner 

Back to basics, you’re seeing traces 

As my the lips flick over beats it seems I’m playing 

crazy mind tricks 

Yeah I’m street but not like those magician pricks 

Standing in a magic circle playing disappearing dicks 

Yeah bring out the freak 

I wanna see ya with ya panties on ya head 

Bring out the freak 

With ya sister doing handstands on the bed 


Let the doctor freak some rock into your veins 


Honey freak me harder with those whips and chains 


Well whats the difference between you and me 

Well just a toon a mic a stage 

And far too many hits of ecstacy 

I’ve got the time you’ve got the energy 

So jun bay how la ma 

I’ll take ya shopping 

For ya shocking Burberry 

I’m just a fake 

Well people look at me 

Aint got a gun 

Its just for fun 

So just be cool this is a rubbery 

Now here’s the plan put your 

hands where my eyes 

can see 

And 揮揮手 while I’m 

tickling your ovaries

say 要賣我一杯啤酒 

I need another beer now if I’m gonna rock the flow 

都可以 Corona or a heiniken 

Time for me to numb the verse out with my 

vocal vikanen 

And take a hike upon the hype that’s right cause hey it 

wont be long 

I’ll cut the crap and put the lips back in and bust 

the song 

This cuts so strong….I love Taiwan 

I’ll be hittin up off the bong before the set until I hear 

the gong 

Dong - My name is.. I’m not too sure now 

You can call me lips or Nick or dick, Reniculous or Sal 

Hoot My train is.. Pulling out the station now 

So all aboard the groovy move 

And let the doctor show you how 

Boom.. My game is.. Rockin ladies 

Hatin every mother fucker 

Trying to kill me in Mercedes 

I nearly die a dozen times a day 

just tryna get from B to A 

Well please get out my way 

Coz I got shows to play 

Tonite ya see the freak comes out 

And double speaks for all the peeps 

To know just what the fuck he’s on about 

I rock the mic and then there is no doubt 

我很奇怪 when I get high 

你真奇怪 

And then you give a shout 

I’ll spin ya head just like a roustabout 

Well get ya cameras out 

and give ya MSN friends something to talk about 

Don’t stop me 

Ya got me, 我愛你 

So teeow everybody don’t just stand about 

and watch me 

So whats the difference between me and you 

Except that I can drive, and about an inch or two, 

so whats the use 

So out the way because I’m coming true 

I’m so ridiculously rocking this to every other 

suckers crew 

哩嚨嗯災 just what I got for you 

甭要緊 just raise you glass and make a toast or two 

Heres from me to you 

敬大家 , wanna play 

Well pour tequila on some titties and then you shout 

乾杯

Subtle 

DJ

Time seems to be speeding up, or we’re running out of it 

the more matter we consume. Energy eating itself. 

When it comes, the apocalypse will be a part of 

that process of evolution. 

Well we’ll evolve into a species of pure thought. 

Are you with me? 

猖獗的鼓聲和貝斯 , 影射出現代令人狂躁的生活步調 , 和這種生活引起的精神錯亂。 

我們有無窮發達的中樞神經系統和活躍的心智 , 卻陷入神經機制被混淆而引起的瘋狂幻覺 , 

藉由劣質快感和藥丸來尋求解脫。 

絕不例外 , 下個報償必定是恐慌 , 這是預言更是實情。 

啟示錄所揭露的末世異象將是人類進化過程的一部分 , 

我們將進化成只是純粹思維的物種 , 你贊同嗎 

“Burn the Earth,( for what it’s worth), into a planet of granite 

Cause if you plan it like gambit, you’re letting god get satanic”

God damn it… 

How I like my shit manic 

I never plan it, just jam it, without making 

ya panic 

It’s like a habit, just lick my tips and then 

dab it 

I’ll rip this trip into bits wet ya lipz feed 

ya sipz get you 

shamanic 

Get on it… 

Step on my planet of phonics 

Iconic rap that rocks like tectonics 

Wreck harmonics as we hog up ya sonics 

And plague your stereos with songs 

so bubonic 

Swell ya lymphatic, flow so emphatic 

Docs got the tonic 

Cause your addiction to this lip 

smacking shit 

just got 

chronic 

Top your toxicity just take the piss with me 

The popeye of hip hop got bionic 

With a little bag of crystally 

Spin itches in ironic dubs that club ya 

sub sonic, 

I’m on it 

Rubs up ya images, roughs up the synergies 

All that neural infinity, with a mind so 

dynamic 

I flow shows so sublime even Heinz couldn’t 

can it 

Turn the tables tecnics span it, spin the ride 

as the rhyme 

gets you manic 

Manic 

What’s the commotion, just a maniacal 

notion 

Mental explosion that spins limbs in perpetual 

motion 

Now you’re swimming in the depths of the 

conceptual oceans 

Take every step to protect and reject your 

emotions 

Believe the manic illusion, mechanic 

confusion 

Some pills, kills and cheap thrills for an 

easy solution 

Here’s my mental intrusion to try to shake 

your 

delusions 

Get my hands on your pineal glands for 

band fusion 

Pump my drug in your blood with the old dub 

transfusion

Perfectly execute electro with my electrocution 

Pimp up your pulse with this rap prostitution 

Lager ablutions got me packing for the next institution 

You just loosen the noose son, it’s about to get gruesome 

There’s no exclusion from the panic of the next retribution 

Burn the Earth for what it’s worth into a planet of granit 

Cause if you plan it like gambit you’re letting God get satanic 

We’re getting manic 

No explanation, I just seize the occaision 

Indoctrination for the han ren damn the ramifications 

Repatriation of the people through the base innovation 

Revelation of sensation rhythm making a nation 

Instigation of a movement that’s as old as creation 

A rapping tactic for dynastic plastic assimilation 

A rocker in a packet set for track procreation 

A cracker gonna crack it with me mc immitation 

But don’t stack it, I don’t want no fanatic 

Little crack head in a puffer with a hooded straight jacket 

I just jam it for the addicts with the lipz medication, have it 

Just my frenetic genetics dramatically jab this injection, stab it 

Burn a vocal infection with this sick dicks inflammation, stop it 

Easy patience lining up for all your cerebral elation, drop it 

I rock it back to source of your stationed schematic 

Don’t panic ya static get erratic, just have it cause 

it’s emphatic 

I’m getting manic

Greggo 

Drum

This song was written for those whose 

face fits the part. Even though being a 

celebrity looks like some form of purgatory. 

T h e d e v i l m a d e t h e t e l e v i s i o n f o r t h e 

expedience of collecting souls. 

But if there’s hell below.. we’re all gonna go. 

Fuck Fame Fuckers 是樂團最早的幾首歌之一 , 這首歌在挖苦那些利用性關係來換取名氣的人。 

上床稱不上天分 , 只要是禽獸都辦得到。 

我開始寫中文饒舌歌就是為了好好介紹自己 , 並歡迎大家來到我的嘻哈雜交派對。 

不要 fame, 你知道嗎 ? 

我不想要名氣 , 你拿去吧 ! 

你想虛榮嗎 ? 

大家好嗎 ? 

歡迎來到嘻哈雜交 ahhhhh

Fuck Fame Fuckers 

You know me I’m your friend 

Your main boy thick and thin 

You know me I’m your friend 

Your main boy thick and thin 

I’m your pushhhh 

Well I’m one man media circus 

Trap ya ass with ease yo trapeze you in the verses 

Leave chokers on the mic like they need night nurses 

Valet park their cars have em leaving in hearses 

The game is the same but yo my shit reverses 

I don’t wanna this but that’s what my curse is 

Fuck fame fuckers and thank god for small mercies 

I do it all for free please put away your purses 

Friends tell me I am crazy 

(Hey lady wont you be my dog 

and I can be your tree and you can piss on me) 

Ya see 

I smoke packs of green, coughing rap machine 

Attach my lyric based bacteria attack ya spleen 

Pull my finger out ya asses then I smack ya jeans 

Leave hand prints on the places where ya hips had been 

Obscene lyrics for misogynists 

Respectless motherfuckers never get the jist 

I couldn’t give a fuck if I’m a plagiarist 

Rap pays for this, the lipz plays with this

Smoke player haters with a purple haziness 

For your majesties pleasure getting highnesses 

Rizzla licking when I’m kicking it with herbalists 

Sub atomic rocking rucking funky fizzacist 

Take you to a Goldie oldie state of timelessness 

And for all those poor old people with their wirelesses 

Here’s a wack rapping catheter to take the take the piss 

So turn up ya hearing aid live to this 

開到最大聲 

聽我說嘻哈一聲 

開到最大聲現在你說我愛悟空 

開到最大聲 

聽我說嘻哈一聲 

開到最大聲現在你說我愛悟空 

知不知悟空是哪個 

我有兩下子 

可怕的洋鬼子 

愛跳的猴子 

沒有了鬍子 

卻有大的肚子 

不好意思 

不要 fame 

你知道嗎 

我不想名氣 

你拿去吧 

你想吃藥嗎 

大家好嗎 

歡迎來嘻哈雜交啊

This book was produced in the very welcoming 

and rather unforgiving city of Taichung, 

set in the middle of Taiwan. 

A nice place to live, a beautiful place to visit, 

a crazy place to get around. 

Beware of Bad Drivers

is more a bristling commentary on life in Taiwan and some of it’s 

sub-cultural curiosities, that you might find riding around the 

busy streets. Most of the night clubs here tend to play the same 

songs no matter where you go, so I took a dozen classic tracks and 

mixed them together with a rolling narrative. 

At night time, Taiwan really is a paradise of neon lights. 

Gangster Paradisio 與其說是首歌 , 不如說是林林總總的台灣現象實況報導 , 

穿梭在繁忙的街道間 , 便能一窺次文化蘊含的珍奇古怪。 

不論你走到哪兒 , 這邊大多數的夜店都播放著同樣的歌曲 , 所以我挑了十二首當中的經典 , 

重新混音並滔滔不絕的敘述台灣現象。 

夜晚 , 台灣真的是七彩霓虹燈天堂。 

“I see them drive their cars like daddy’s money super stars 

Mercedes airbag wonder bras and LV tit job scars 

Been spending most my life, living in this gangsters paradise 

Of KTVs, with young ladies, my kind of town of vice”

Here’s another parable 

I hear ya getting maniacal 

Screaming so hysterical 

My eyes are going spherical 

Round a round a carnival 

Spinning on a wonderwall 

Definitely physical 

I rip it up dimensional 

Put the needle on the record 

And I’m gonna check it 

While the DJ gonna wreck it 

When the drum beats go like 

I rock this mic 

Roll up! tonight 

Hold up, wait a minute 

Put the needle on the record 

And I’m gonna spin it 

Sing soul to soul just to keep you all in it 

Keep on moving 

Don’t stop no 

Sit back and attack this stack of green that I’ve grown 

I’m a 6 pack expat, this is my home 

Taichung Taiwan smoke in my bones 

你聽不懂 but your digging my tones 

你聽不到 now if you listen to this 

那個辣妹 she’ll be stripping to this 

I smoke it dumber now I’m tripping on this 

See me Taiwan you’ll be licking the lips 

Like gangsters, gangsters everywhere we go 

Airport, taxi, bus stop, fego 

We go rolling through the gangster paradiso 

Riding kymco 

Hit by red tooth hoodlums 

Riding round in black Cefiros 

Playing tunes of hip hop heroes 

Well check out remixing weirdo 

Hip hop the hibby 

Do the hibby the hip hip the hop 

You don’t stop the rocking 

To the bang bang the boogie 

Say up jump the boogie to the rhythm of the boogidy 

beat 

Now what you hear is not a base 

Start rapping to the beat 

Me the groove and my friends are gonna try to move ya 

feet 

You see, I am Reniculous and I’d like to say 你你 

Gonna rock to the white the red and the brown, the 

motherfuckers gonna show you how 

But first, I gotta, bang bang, a boogie to the boogie 

Say up jump the boogie to the bang bang boogie 

Lets _rock__, you don’t stop, ____rock_____ the rhythm 

that’ll make your body 跳跳 

Jump up freak a hustle 

Do what you want but move every base 

Aint no time for playing around 

Only one thing to do when you hear this 

Act yourself with someone else so you can show your 

self ain’t by your base 

Dying to get on the dance floor 

Oh my god! What you waiting for.. 

Show me the way to go home 

I had a little smoke about an hour ago 

I never choke cause I rock the show

But I lost all my keys and my mobile phone 

I ride this town and look for the show 

Baseball cap clowns lead me down into the gangster 

paradisio 

And the police come calling cause you’ll be tipping 

them off 

And if I roll right rhythms it’s cause I’m ripping ‘em off 

And if you’re wearing tight panties I’ll be slipping them 

off 

Aaha ha and now you’re starting to cough 

You’re pulling too hard when you’re sucking the bong 

And then your pussy starts fussing when I’m flossing 

the thong 

OOO and now we’re getting it on 

And you’re having orgasms when I’m singing this song 

Insemination 

Repatriation 

I see them drive their cars 

Like daddy’s money superstars 

Mercedes airbag wonderbras 

With LV tit job scars 

Been spending most my life 

Living in a gangsters paradise 

Of KTV’s and young ladies my kind of town of vice 

I told em all 

All you little gangsters Reniculous is calling y’all 

You’re running round town 

Like ya talking bout rhymes Like I ain’t got mine 

What do ya think? I stole them all? 

So follow it oh a when I’m filling the clubs 

Poppers shaking their heads, I keep them dropping 

the drugs 

Smoke buds, while I’m sipping the suds 

I’ll be singing a cappella when they’re pulling the plugs 

Because your loves got me looking so crazy right now 

But I don’t want you having no baby right now 

But you’ll be slipping off the rubber when I’m wiping 

your brow 

And then you call me lover lover when I’m hitting 

it pow! 

So where all the sad rappers at? 

Said nothing that your laughing at 

Rippin tracks, I’ll be taking ya back 

Hypin up the Daddy Fats 

We’ll be spilling the Saks because… 

Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they’ve got 

something to say 

But nothing comes out when they’re moving their lips 

Just a bunch of gibberish 

Where the motherfuckers at 

And they forgot about… 

Imitation 

Across the nation

Joe Russo, Revolver, 

Taipei

Sal Murphy

來利用我吧 

Taiwan has a very successful music market in its own right, 

with a sheer abundance of love songs. However, as a 

consequence of the cultural habit of saving face, the songs 

must incorporate redemption in the theme. You love me, I 

love you, you slept with my brother, I killed you, but I 

still love you and my brother. That sort of thing. So this 

song has no face-saving elements for anyone involved. 

Sometimes things end badly. A song should be used in lieu of 

the fist to vent ones anger at those we profess to love. 

光憑充斥的情歌 , 台灣本身就有很大的音樂市場。 

不過由於愛面子的社會風氣 , 歌曲都帶有救襩色彩。 

妳愛我、我愛妳、妳睡我的哥兒們、我把妳殺了、但我還是愛妳和他 … 諸如此類。 

因此 ,「來利用我」這首歌對誰都不留情面。 

故事的結局不總是美好的 , 與其把拳頭揮向我們篤信的摯愛 , 還是用一首歌來宣洩憤怒吧。


你可以拿我的 CD 

你甚可以拿走床再見 

可以拿所有你要的 

但我不讓你拿走我的尊嚴 

我要你曉得我所得到的 

我所有的我都給你 

我為每件事努力我希望你感謝 

你不用說謝謝我要你休息 

你可以待在你的位子 

直到你懂我的意思 

我知道你要拿我的法力 

但是你沒有我的能力 

你利用我在唱歌的時候 

但那是我的選擇 

你從不停著索求 

但是不過沒有關係 

我讓你拿走 

我不需要你 

我有其他人 

利用我的魔力 

利用我的人還不夠 

甚他們在一起 

還不夠還不夠 

從來都不夠 

永遠都還不夠 

從我身上 

拿走你要的吧 

拿走我的錢 

我的心我的車 

我的狗還有我的家 

我的身體不是最的 

可是你可以擁有它 

小心你的指甲好嗎 

你想要烙印嗎 

每個人都告訴我你在利用我 

我不在乎我不在乎 

來利用我吧我喜歡你利用我的方式 

你介意我利用你嗎 

I’ll use you too 我不在乎 

什麼是我的就是你的 

你要給我什麼 

你可以教我什麼 

你可以給我什麼 

我可以從你身上 

拿走我想要的嗎 

我不是壞男人 

可是我有一半是錯的 

我有一點瘋了 

我說得太快了 

我有一點醉了 

我變貴了 

你覺得你可以買我 

但是我不覺得 

我的微笑是真的 

我的珠寶是假的

眼見為憑 

可是那都是你的想像 

你可以看到我所說的 

一切都是幻想 

眼見為憑 

可是那都是你的想像 

你可以看到我所說的 

一切都是幻想 

你喜歡買東西 

爸爸買給你 

你要買一個關係 

你知道我很便宜 

我就像你的 L? 包包是冒牌的 

你利用你的包包就像你利用人 

但是如果沒有人利用我 

我就是個沒用的人 

每個人都告訴我 

你在利用我 

我不在乎我不在乎 


我喜歡你利用我的方式 

你介意我利用你嗎 

I’ll use you too 我不在乎 

拿走你的一切意聽 

滾出我的生命 

拿走你的照片和回憶 

和帳單和內衣 

還有你的長舌和朋友 

和鞋子 

拿走這個房子 

忘了我的名子 

回家照鏡子 

我們有快樂時光 

我被用光了 

就看我是洋鬼子 

因為都結束了 

現在我離開了 

我很慶幸我們沒有孩子 

但是都結束了 

現在我很快樂 

現在你怎麼辦

Wade 

Guitar

This is a rather philosophical song that reflects upon the nature 

of desire and how society begins with the individual, 

yet eventually ends up controlling the individual. 

We are told and tell ourselves to look but don’t touch, 

touch but don’t taste, like but don’t love, love but don’t hate, 

which is ultimately destructive. 

Life is spent in the pursuit of pleasure, 

and it is easy to like something, even if it’s bad for you. 

It’s part of our nature. 

這是一首頗有哲學意味的歌 , 它反映了慾望的本質、社會如何由個體開始 , 結果卻制約了個體。 

別人告訴我們、我們也告訴自己看就好、不要碰 , 摸就好、不要嚐 , 

喜歡就好、不要愛 , 愛就好、不要恨 , 這終究會摧毀我們。 

把生命花費在喜歡的事物上 , 而喜歡又是那麼地容易 , 即使對你有害 ; 人性就是這樣。 

這是兩首重新混音的作品之一 , 英國天才製作人 ……..

Well if it’s gotta be said 

I’m gonna sing it instead 

Just wanna get in your head 

And make you wobble your legs 

So won’t you get on my hook 

And let us have a good look 

Cause if you want the real crook 

You better pick up a book 

Because you wanna be schooled 

And then you need to be ruled 

And so you’re easily fooled 

But you just do what you do 

Because you wanna be free 

But still you want the money 

An’ live anonymously 

Cause you’re a little like me 

You, talk the talk, but there ain’t no body listening 

Say please upon your knees but see the leaders 

keep on reasoning 

Stand where you’ll be seen, have half a doubt and 

it’s a treason thing 

Click to raise your status, it’s your asrse that 

you’re imprisoning 

Fight for peace, but it’s never gonna happen 

Sing a song but the best you’ll get is clapping 

Fuck revolution I don’t wanna get shot 

You’re buying it for nothing and you’re selling it 

for what? 

Like a monkey on top of the ROC 

You want the Statue of Liberty sucking your cock 

With a thousand dollar suit and an army to boot 

Do you really think they want it to stop 

We’re in similar positioning 

Sick, addicted victims of habitual conditioning 

Pissing with ambition in the well that I’ve been 

wishing in 

Kissing the oblivion my fantasy’s envisioning 

You like it, it’s part of your nature 

Everybody got a little bit of bad behavior

Talk of peace prepare for war 

Sacrificing lives for more 

Just because you think you’re sure 

Forget the past you did before 

This is now and that was then 

Still your buying the souls of men? 

And kill a million with a pen 

Destroy it all, just count from ten 

You see they’ve nothing to fear, because they’re out 

of their minds, and cry mechanical tears of artificial 

designs 

Cause politicians are cunts, let me say it you again 

But if I’m gonna do that well then this ain’t gonna 

end 

And I don’t want it to end, but it’s killing me now 

Just wanna make a new friend a with a thrill in my 

mouth 

You see I want it to drop, because I like it too much 

You see I want it to stop, I better look but don’t 

touch 

Look but don’t touch, touch but don’t taste 

Taste but don’t choke, choke but don’t wait 

Wait but don’t stop, stop but don’t think 

Think but don’t look, look but don’t blink 

Like but don’t love, love but don’t hate 

Hate but don’t hurt, hurt but don’t stay 

Stay but don’t speak, speak but don’t fight 

Fight but don’t scream, scream but don’t like 

Yeah your hot but that’s all you’ve got (repeat) 

You know where to start but don’t know where 

to stop 

Cause you seem to project and define 

and reject and design 

and protect and refine 

So you need to reflect and believe 

And detect and deceive 

And expect and receive 

Cause they wanna dissect and decide 

And inspect and deride 

Then elect and divide 

I just gotta correct and proceed 

And erect and conceive 

And connect and concede 

Organize let fate enslave ya 

Never rise let nature change ya 

You can only get a thrill if you feel the danger 

Cause we’re only gonna kill us with the 

ill behaviour 

Look but don’t touch, touch but don’t taste 

Taste but don’t choke, choke but don’t wait 

Wait but don’t stop, stop but don’t think 

Think but don’t look, look but don’t blink 

Like but don’t love, love but don’t hate 

Hate but don’t hurt, hurt but don’t stay 

Stay but don’t speak, speak but don’t fight 

Fight but don’t scream, scream but don’t like.

Molly

egan as a slow track in appreciation of the finer things in life, 

but got a little twisted for there is no pleasure without pain. 

I originally wrote the song for all the oppressed women in the 

world, who would be looking for a way to express their stifled 

lives, but with a guy singing it, 

it sounds like another bitter break up song. 

When will we learn..! 

Damn 先以緩拍帶出對生活中美好事物的感激之情 , 

接著開始反思 , 若不曾付出辛苦的代價 , 怎能體會美好事物所帶來的滿足。 

我最初是為了所有生活受到壓抑、想找出口的女人而寫了這首歌 , 

但當這首歌由一個男人口中唱出時 , 聽起來倒是像首苦澀的分手宣言。 

我們甚麼時候才會懂 …! 

“You explained that you’re protecting me, 

that you’re life is too complex to see, 

but this final word is wrecking me, 

because all I know is you. 

I just want you to be proud of me, 

I’m not sure you’re allowed to be, 

you’re too scared of the crowd to see, 

now what am I to do?”

You and me… should be cool now, shouldn’t we.. 

But you don’t call me now.. I can see.. 

But I can’t believe what you do and how you do it to me 

Slowly punish me, but honey I’m just me 

I haven’t changed the way I look at you 

But of course you see it differently 

You’re so right in this society 

You do just what you want to do 

But I hope I’m getting through to you 

You explained that you’re protecting me 

That your life is too complex to see 

But this final word is wrecking me 

Cause all I know is you 

I just want you to be proud of me 

But I’m not sure you’re allowed to be 

You’re too scared of the crowd to see 

Now what am I to do? 

Damn (I said damn) 

This aint no fun 


Look you’ve you done 

You don’t know me, never will 

While you choose to you control me 

Hold me down 

How to feel? 

You’d rather live that life of little consequence 

You think you’re smart, but you lack the common sense to 

see what’s good for you 

I ain’t saying its me but you’ll hate these things that you do 

You’re never round, just here and there 

Where you go, well I’m not sure, I don’t care 

And you can’t say 

‘Cause you’re never round 

Did you lift me up just to bring me down.. 

I don’t want this kinda life no more 

It’s you that I feel sorry for 

I believed it when you said you were sure 

But you’ve been sure many times 

What’s the point of you lying for? 

You’re blind down to the core 

Still I know that you can find the door 

But you forgot to say good bye 


This aint no shit 


Girl this is it 

You and me… should be cool now, shouldn’t we.. 

But you don’t call me now.. I can see.. 

But I can’t believe how you do what you do with so 

much ease 

Slowly punish me but honey I’m just me 

I haven’t changed the way I look at you 

But of course you see it differently 

You’re so right in this society 

You do just what you want to do 

But I hope I’m getting through to you

You explained that you’re protecting me 

That your life is too complex to see 

But this final word is wrecking me 

Cause all I know is you 


This aint no fun 


Look you’ve you done 

I just want you to be proud of me 

But I’m not sure you’re allowed to be 

You’re too scared of the crowd to say it’s me 

Now what am I to do? 


This aint no shit 


Girl this is it..

If you’re not being used then you’re useless. But if you’re useful 

then you tend to be abused. Like glue. And gluons. The Universe 

will always need more gluons. So the Universe will not miss you 

when you’re gone. You’ll just be a stain on the fabric of space 

如果你不是為人所用 , 你就是沒有用的。 

但是如果你很有用 , 有人就會開始濫用你。 

就跟黏著劑一樣 , 還有膠子。 

宇宙再多的膠子都不夠 , 少了你地球也不會停止運轉。 

你不過是萬物這塊布上的汙漬。 

“Break my balls and take my hairline follicle by follicle 

Just wanna do a show now even if it’s metaphorical”

I wanna straighten out the record if I can make amends 

In your defense, you may abuse me but that really depends 

Pretty little thing, you light me up at both ends 

But if you’re not being used then you’re useless my friends 

You’re using me for every little thing when I’m rapping yo 

And choosing me to sing just when I’m bringing you lip 

smacking shows 

And taking all I got, you never stop, but that don’t matter 

though 

I know you know you’re hot, you got me hooked just like a 

cracker ho 

I use you every day in every way you’re understanding me 

It’s nothing that I say, in any way, not really candidly 

I got you in my head so I can use you single handedly 

It’s just my imagination to believe you’d be a fan of me 

Just my imagination ooooh 

I I I wanna spread the news 

That if it feels this good being used 

Oh you just keep on using me 

Until you use me up 

It’s just an image for you images 

You see what I said 

Cause what it is sometimes ain’t what is 

It’s all in your head 





Some would like to say I’m out my head 

like a lobotomy 

It’s the same who scream my name asking 

Doc “you got a shot for me?” 

I take away the voices with my rapping 

tracheotomy 

Dissect them in experiments in 

underground laboratories 

The Rhyming Frankenstein I’ll make 

a monster out the melody 

Stitch your head and flick 

a switch, 

electrify your energy 

Rectify your prejudice the Doctors 

got a remedy 

You take it how you want but I prefer it 

if you bend for me 

That’s not the answer though, 

I hope you know I’m not 

an oracle 

Take a look inside the book 

and scrutinize my molecules 

And break my balls and take 

my hairline 

follicle by follicle 

Just wanna do a show now 

even if it’s metaphorical 

Just my imagination ooooh

I I I wanna spread the news 

That if it feels this good being used 

Oh, you just keep on using me 

Until you use me up 









Take a look inside if you desire some affinity 

And take a break…………..escape from your reality 

And prey to any deity you think gives you infinity 

Deep into your consciousness an image for your 

sanity 

See the best of me well I’m a devious divinity 

I know you got soul, but so? Where’s the 

humanity? 

You’re dancing into to hell girl if you groove in my 

vicinity 

You’re fucking with the devil well that’s kinda 

bestiality 

You wanna use me, oh you do it ever so deliciously 

You wanna get ahead in life, you always blow 

ambitiously 

And ride me like a whore for more, unfair to say 

suspiciously 

And pulling on my heart strings, but ya see I 

pluck you viciously 








It’s all in your head

Phil 

Bongos

The most verbose of all the songs, 

these lines were assembled over 

an Orbital track using a musical technique 

I call “borrowing”. 

We remixed it with alcohol 

into the rambling monster it is now. 

這是最冗長的一首 , 利用一個我稱之為「借用」的技巧 , 

歌詞彙編自 Orbital 的一首曲子 , 

我們混入酒精 … 成了眼前這個沒完沒了的龐然怪物。

I’m gonna roll with this and sing the soul with this 

so you can roll to this or smoke a bowl to this 

Here’s a beat to miss, 

With the lipz you kiss, 

Now soak it through the osmosis. 

I choose this closeness, 

Spoon you rhymes in heavy doses, 

Choke you up with toking poses, 

Blowing noses, 

Sniffing shit like powder posies, 

High as one supposes, 

Now we’re one through symbiosis, 

Voices singing my neurosis, 

Choices gone it’s time to blow this, 

But know this, 

Reniculous is gonna flow this hobiz wank just 

watch me come, 

I’ll do it til the parties done 

I lick it up suck the butt but big it up, 

Play it out, play the crowd now shoot it out, 

Let it off, clear my throat dont give a cough, 

Tear my heart, can I rewind from the start? 

Start again, with a pen write to the end, 

Play it out, with the hot rocks taken out, take a 

chance, 

With a stance like you wanna dance, do you funk? 

Are you chicken sticking with your skunk? 

Hold me back, flip a trick and stick it on the track. 

What I say, come around like another day, 

Sun’ll shine, with a smile while in the rhyme, 

Well it’s alright, had a fuck don’t wanna fight, 

Cut the crap, take a trip if you wanna slap, 

Gather round, rock the spot bring the treble 

down, 

Bang the base, 

Everybody in the place everybody in the place 

everybody in the place 

We’re bunnin getting done in see mi eye a 

lickle red, 

Growing never slowing never stowing in 

your head, 

I’ll be jumping and a bumping like a bullet in 

your head, 

Picking up momentum now the beats they go 

ahead, 

Exposing mysteries like your text files, 

Seeking the weed and getting wild for the 

style. 

Wild for the night life living on the tiles, 

Ticking off the trip hop in the police trials. 

Arresting your cardiac a beat must have 

slipped, 

Hype at your heartbeat with tales from crypt, 

Locked in your brain cell the mad mind trips, 

Stopped in your tracks as the bass line rips 

Tipped the scales into my favor, topped the 

cup to taste the new flavor, rocked the spot to 

reach all the ravers, 

Cut up the big beat like a bic razor. 

Rough in the jungle with a new rumble, 

Step to the flex never ever wanna tumble, 

Get out my way as I’m going on a tumble, 

Mash up the mix with a little nic mumble.

We’re coming back with a head spinner, 

Calling out to all of mi breadrinner, 

I breathe in burning up the bush, 

Wind ya body down til your body don’t push. 

Hold my piece, so you see the microphone, 

Hard as rock cause i’ve been rubbing on the stone, 

Live tonight high I’m chewing on the qat, 

Coming up raise the roof with mi dat, 

That them is a rude boy tappin on mi lighter, 

Lifting up mi skin see me getting any whiter, 

Ripping up the rock remove the wrong righter, 

Back on the track of the early all-nighter. 

You want a piece of the action, 

Go ahead and configure reaction, 

I’ll put your body in traction, 

And split your mind to a fraction. 

I’ve a lip smacking love shacking horse backing 

race tracking time keeping soul sleeping hole 

peeping thrill 

Friend making thief taking house quaking hand 

shaking french frying never dying soft sighing pill 

Soothesaying woman laying short staying 

foreplaying powder dabbing money grabbing at 

your will 

Eye winking mind linking fast thinking beer 

drinking car crashing gear stashing paranoid feel 

Boy hyping sound sniping wet wiping speed 

typing fast finger phone ringer soul singer slab 

Song feeding speed reading drug needing heart 

bleeding hand cupping sad something pick me 

upping dab 

Accelerating blind dating score rating my mating 

marmiting big biting friend fighting grab, 

Right rucking, bottle ducking, head fucking, 

brain sucking, mind filling, beer swilling 

put it on the tab 

Advertising appetizing realizing 

hypnotizing mind slipping day-tripping 

shandy sipping look 

All knowing thought flowing flesh showing 

nob blowing back scratching mismatching 

man catching hook 

Mud slinging g-stringing song singing 

phone ringing number dialling false 

smiling read you like a book 

Page turning lesson learning bridge 

burning stomach churning sore livered eye 

quivered and your body shook 

Nose dusting stop cussing sound adjusting 

rib busting back tracking pickle packing 

mind racking pain 

Head thumping fist pumping top trumping 

hard humping throat wailing taxi hailing 

porn mailing stain 

Mess clearing fun fearing still cheering 

hard hearing smack taking back breaking 

under all the strain 

Tip tapping arse slapping star mapping hip 

clapping tune applauding all aboarding on 

the groovy train

Mac 

Sax

It’s always nice to choke on the smoke whilst watching the 

local custom of burning “ghost money” for the dearly departed. 

It only happens twice a month, like welfare for heaven. 

The lyrics are as misogynistic as I could make them just to 

highlight that we’re all whores for money one way or another, 

so we should just burn all our money. All the money in the world. 

Not the best of ideas but we should also burn the money makers, 

the bankers who make slaves of us all. When Jesus comes back, 

he is gonna be so pissed. He’ll go into the Federal Reserve with 

a whip and a can of gasoline and just go ape shit. The title also 

implies that one could dance a little, if one so desires. 

It’s more fun than burning money or making it. 

每次看當地的習俗燒「紙錢」給逝去的親人 , 被濃煙嗆得無法呼吸的感覺總是很好。一個月 

只有兩次 , 像是發放到天國的福利金。我盡可能的用厭惡女人的語氣填詞 , 來點出說穿了我 

們都只是為了錢的婊子 , 所以我們應該把我們的錢給燒了 , 把世上所有的錢都燒了不是上 

上策但也把奴役我們的銀行家給燒了吧當耶穌回來的時候 , 他會氣炸了 , 他會發瘋的帶著 

皮鞭和汽油桶到美國聯準會。「燒你的錢」也意味著想跳舞就跳吧 , 總比燒錢或賺錢好玩。

Rock ya body down, burn Burn ya money 

Bring that ass to town, work work for me honey 

I can see the dirty money stuck in your pants 

Shake that shit hip to hip girl, dance honey dance 

And you can work it like a gold mine 

Get ya head down now, dig it like ya feel fine 

You see my pound signs 

Work me like a gold mine, take that ass to town now 

Honey can I rewind? 

Another head line 

Just get your head down now 

And burn that money maker 

Get your head down now 

And burn your money maker 

Going, hoing, flick another buck an get em blowing 

Ramboing like Stallone, Sylvester’s boning 

I’m making a deposit, I ain’t loaning 

See money don’t own me, please honey don’t phone me 

I’m a bad guy with a bad bone in me 

But I could have been anything I wanted to be 

Roll with the rumba rhythm, stump up ya cash 

Burn all ya money honey, bunning the hash 

辣妹 got the booty, cutey, who wants my stash? 

Burn ya money honey, watch me sniff up the ash 

燒你的錢 , 搖你的屁股。小姐要跳舞 , 我說你們過去。 

Start a fire with that shit, you’re too hot 

Turn around honey, let me see what you’ve got 

Cause you rock the doctor got me operating 

Got my mind on ya money doggy copulating 

Popping little docs, hip populating 

But ya still finding this fucking discombobulating 

So roll your eyes honey, but you keep that ass shaking 

And roll all your dice, it’s a chance that you’re taking 

When you can work it like a gold mine 

Get ya head down now, dig it like ya feel fine 

You see my pound signs 

Work me like a gold mine, take that ass to town now 

Honey can I rewind? 

Another head line 


And burn that money maker 


And burn your money maker 

From head bone to foot bone, we smack up your 

backbone 

And crackle your headphones, and invade your dread 

zones 

Deplete all your ozone, go beep on your cell phones 

So get down on my bad bone, and feel the pheromones 

丟掉你的錢 , burn ya money up hun 

Getting jiggy with the piggy girl you must be dumb 

Slip the lipz on yer nips, let me wiggle my tongue 

I got dirty cash hun, just let me cum in yer bum 

我們是那個 wiggaz, 這個門徒幫 

外國的嘻哈 , I’m a Skallyun 

我們來台灣 , 我們愛台灣 

Why Taiwan? 

一級 ! 

I’m the love doctor lip, freak out on my tip 

Give shouts to Ruislip, flick shit just for kicks 

Get hits off of vicks, write scripts for ya fix 

Cause I can do it in the mix 

嘴唇的法力 got lipz magic tricks 

Then I got high, and now all the shit fits 

Tried to get by, started rapping for tits 

But then I got tired of your thruppney bits 

Cause I’m a chimp, I walk with a limp 

Unzip the lipz let me get out the gimp

I know you like to think that your shit don’t stink 

At least have the class to wash your ass in my sink 

In my sink? Sink? You washed your my ass in my sink? 

Now think, did you ever see a rapper that was pink? 

The Daddy getting fatter better get another drink 

Ching ching oink oink nudge nudge wink wink 

Cause I’m a swine I gotsta get mine 

The piggy getting jiggy with the wimmin and the wine 

Slip in my sausage let me pork up the rhyme 

Get your knees dirty, hurt me, work me like a meat mine 

From hot pants to bling bling 

From Taipei to Beijing 

We’ve got all that you bring 

Now gold diggers dont sing 





And burn your money maker

It is a rather general statement to say that all life is about 

control, from the governing forces of nature, right down to our 

own little worlds of orders. But in our lust for security we now 

have all borders and corners riddled with screens creating a social 

paradox that has grown with the rise of the ubiquitous machine. We 

want to feel safe but don’t want to be spied on, and we want to 

be known but only for a moment. We want fame and anonymity with 

everyone watching us except the government. 

概括而言 , 我們一輩子都跟支配脫離不了關係 , 上天行運轉、下自己的小宇宙。急於追 

求安全的我們 , 在每個角落架設起越來越多的監視鏡頭、讓世界爬滿用螢幕交織而成的邊 

界 , 看似合情合理 , 但真是如此 ? 我們要安全感、卻不想被監視 , 想要為人所知、但片刻足 

矣。我們想成名卻要匿名 – 看我 , 只要你不是政府 ! 

“Farmed in the carnage, whoring our arses 

Giving head to the dead making passes at carcasses 

I don’t wanna find out just how deep the darkness is 

The past is the past and that’s all that the past is.”

I want you to know.. 

Oh.. I see you coming around 

No, just don’t make a sound 

Let me bring out the freak cause I’m starting to peak 

I don’t want you to speak while I’m holding you down 

So, just keep trying to breathe 

I, bet you’re dying to leave 

But it’s part of the game 

And you’re liking the pain 

‘Cause the feeling’s the same 

So you want it again 

Choice? 

Let me a make a small incision 

I’ll be tapping your synapses 

Checking in on your condition 

Just my voice 

You see there is no inner-vision 

Let’s just say perhaps the fact is 

Your grey matter’s insufficient 

Love your toys 

Of neurological attrition 

Got you locked up in a prison of your own made indecision 

Paranoid 

Cause you’re a cunning organism 

And the opposite of is is just a lot of fucking isn’ts 

Truth? 

You want an answer of precision 

To explain away the fantasies society has given 

You? 

Well don’t be asking the religions 

Life’s devices of division 

Why does God need television? 

Cue 

Cause me and you can’t make decisions 

So we all need supervision 

Start assuming the position 

Whoooo? 

But I’m a herbal life physician 

With prescriptions for inhibitors 

To stop your inhibitions 

It’s true, I’m not lying 

Cause I’m you, and you’re mine 

Just look, and you’ll find 

You’re kinda out of your mind 

I want you to know.. I want to control you.. 

I need you to see, you want to control me too 


I need you to see, you want to control me too 

Buy you a drink? 

Cause I’ve a little proposition, undermining your behind and 

compromising your position 

So think 

You know you never really listen, spend your life endlessly 

wishing that your name gave you permission 

To wink 

And let connections make you famous, your only talent is 

outrageous, now you’re virally contagious 

The link? 

Don’t wanna watch your fornication, keep your legs closed 

for the nation, stop the over population 

Just wait 

We ought to get this in proportion, cause your morals are 

distorted, sucking cock’s not pro abortion 

You’re late? 

Well don’t you think you’re any different, everybody is 

complicit, you’ve a body you solicit 

It’s fate 

We’re not bred for fucking battle, fornicating fatted cunts,

the sofa loving cola cattle 

Got taste? 

Sweetened meat for your oppressor, world’s elite’ll just 

digest you, and eliminate the rest 

Watch the father’s bring their daughters out and send 

them to the slaughter house, 

The menu for the masters, no mistake, she’ll be a 

porterhouse 

Praying for disasters to remove the lower classes, 

Cannibals’ll rule in times drought nobody’s getting 

passes 

Farmed in the carnage, whoring our arses 

Giving head to the dead making passes at carcasses 

I don’t wanna find out just how deep the darkness is 

The past is the past and that’s all that the past is. 

And that’s all, that we’ll be 

I’m you, and you’re me 

We can’t win, so no fee 

But you can see a degree of freedom can never be free 

I want you to know.. They want to control you.. 

I need you to see, They want to control me too 

I can count and I can cuss I can spit and I can shout a 

little bit so you can see 

That you can love and you can feel and even though you 

have a will, you understand that life ain’t free 

Cause we’re the drug, a bag of pills, with now genetic 

smoking skills, so choke me slowly if you please 

You can dance and you can drink and you can laugh and 

you can think about the way you look at me 

Watch me like a pervert, who’s observing the observer, 

what’s absurd is that you get it for free 

Where’s the mentor of the censor, bigger brother’s got 

a mother mental sentinel controlling my dreams 

It’s just a momentary sensation, is it worth the brief 

elation, exponentially fulfilling our needs 

Decry the right for freedoms but does any body need 

them? Cause we’ve all been taking liberties 

We’re all criminals for minerals, for our insecure 

securities 

Ignore it under mirror balls, while generals mark their 

territories 

Obeying the obsession, genocide just a profession 

Recording the disorder refugees around the border 

For new orgies of war for the bourgeois to see 

Find it harder to breathe while defining the dream 

Forget about the ghettos when designing your utopia 

You’ll be roping in Europa for your grandkid’s coka cola 

Three quarks for Nazi marketeers, the nasty bastards 

muster fears 

Yahtzee! Roll the dice you queers and end the farce and 

pass the beers 

As crashes hide the fascists and the lust disguises rust 

Let the ashes turn to ashes, let the dust return to dust 

Cause you’re a glutton for the button but you do just 

what you must 

Deconstruct what I’m discussing, but in bombs we’ve 

come to trust 

Corruption is essential to achieve the full potential, 

you’ll swallow anything that gives you control 


I need you to see, you want to control me too

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