| Song | Neighbors Next Door |
| Artist | Dr. Dooom |
| Album | First Come, First Served |
| 作词 : Matlin, Thornton | |
| (keith) | |
| Yo jacky, this keith. | |
| It's the answering machine | |
| I left the keys under the rug | |
| There's some meat up in the closet | |
| If you goin through it out tonight | |
| I'ma run up to tower records to get a pizza | |
| Aight | |
| Ima come back | |
| Yeah | |
| (dr. dooom) | |
| Chewin alligator meat live cowsteak | |
| Sittin on old newspapers by thekitchen sink | |
| You think I'm off limits driving a 74 dodge plymouth | |
| Up the street with human feet colored apple-green | |
| With spots eatinblueberry pop tarts | |
| With the eighth body in my trunk my elbow bleeds with lumps | |
| Walkin from the sanitation dump with rotten skulls | |
| On my waterbed with miller beer kegs | |
| Blood in my cabinet, ears in my closet | |
| Watchin the raptors play the houston rockets | |
| With your arms in the freezer I grab a icicle | |
| Puttin fingerprints on my bicycle | |
| Walkin up to have a drink at the club ? there is? three irish chicks | |
| Lookin at me like I'm sick | |
| Walkin by chin-chins I stole the keys from ya friends | |
| Lookin out ya ? madrion? hotel window like elvis presley | |
| Coming down the elevator | |
| Good evening mister excuse me pardon me with body parts | |
| And credit cards walkin down sunset boulevard past the red light | |
| I threw a rat with mayonnaise at ya head lights | |
| Four blonde girls screamed and put on their hi-beams | |
| I fake like I'm ? vomiting smoking sick? threw acid on their stomachs | |
| And drove of with a wig down la brea listen to a tape by slayer | |
| Parked in a parking lot behind burger king | |
| Eatin a raw pack of chicken wings | |
| With blood on my fingers I blast a cd by the staple singers | |
| The cops told me to turn it down, | |
| They like my shoes from buster brown | |
| I went up the block an bought some incense | |
| For the wrong smells in the air conditioner vents | |
| Hey kid need twenty cents havin a cook-out with my neighbor | |
| How ya like the meat flavor mmmm | |
| Chorus: | |
| (dr. dooom) we're ya neighbors next door down on the next floor | |
| (jacky jasper) sorry bout the noise last night | |
| (dr. dooom) we're ya neighbors next door down on the next floor | |
| (jacky jasper) hey hey y'all got some toilet paper | |
| (dr. dooom) we're ya neighbors next door down on the next floor | |
| (jacky jasper) don't mind the smell from across the hall | |
| (dr. dooom) we're ya neighbors next door down on the next floor | |
| (jacky jasper) see ya at twelve midnight comin over | |
| (jacky jasper) | |
| Ya shell shocked, cuts a rock mad ? blood? vulcan like spock | |
| Pull ya ribs out suck ya own cock | |
| Block twenty-five knots laid up outta luck | |
| Cut ya ass open stuff ya like a duck what | |
| ? attraction? recarnation in a slump twenty-five cents | |
| And a german dick pumped up | |
| Shoulda known the killa from the jump junk | |
| In veins impedes the brain hijackin planes | |
| Pull a kotex out of louis lane | |
| Explain the sky rain | |
| Cadillacs and dead bitches consort with witches | |
| Twenty-five sistas pussies with blisters we burn'em in rivers | |
| Saviors of pimps and concubines | |
| Have you ever asked yourself will you f**k marilyn manson | |
| Or become charlie manson deathwish | |
| Or become charles bronson | |
| Take your testicles and your dick for ransom | |
| In a tea jar right next to the cookie jar | |
| With nose and tits smoking a cigar | |
| Beverly hills superstar jacky jasper | |
| Keith a.k.a. dr. dooom | |
| Twenty-five dead chicks with an ice pick | |
| Machine guns galactica brooms pay for room two | |
| Into sci-fi we stay fly | |
| Seven heads an ten horns | |
| Side died ripped open eyeball for a subway token | |
| Asshole broken manics in a cave spandex columbo smokin | |
| Panties in liquid pinesol soakin | |
| Selling glass to dr. bones, dr. dooom ? ass lie on cellphone? | |
| Sportin scuba fins in a limo | |
| Eatin fingers on a hunt | |
| Attached with a pick ass out dick out | |
| Nigga what you want? | |
| (dr. dooom) | |
| I want a kotex with whip cream | |
| Chorus: | |
| (dr. dooom) we're ya neighbors next door down on the next floor | |
| (jacky jasper) sorry bout the noise last night | |
| (dr. dooom) we're ya neighbors next door down on the next floor | |
| (jacky jasper) hey hey y'all got some toilet paper | |
| (dr. dooom) we're ya neighbors next door down on the next floor | |
| (jacky jasper) don't mind the smell from across the hall | |
| (dr. dooom) we're ya neighbors next door down on the next floor | |
| (jacky jasper) I'm comin over twelve midnight to borrow some sugar |
| zuò cí : Matlin, Thornton | |
| keith | |
| Yo jacky, this keith. | |
| It' s the answering machine | |
| I left the keys under the rug | |
| There' s some meat up in the closet | |
| If you goin through it out tonight | |
| I' ma run up to tower records to get a pizza | |
| Aight | |
| Ima come back | |
| Yeah | |
| dr. dooom | |
| Chewin alligator meat live cowsteak | |
| Sittin on old newspapers by thekitchen sink | |
| You think I' m off limits driving a 74 dodge plymouth | |
| Up the street with human feet colored applegreen | |
| With spots eatinblueberry pop tarts | |
| With the eighth body in my trunk my elbow bleeds with lumps | |
| Walkin from the sanitation dump with rotten skulls | |
| On my waterbed with miller beer kegs | |
| Blood in my cabinet, ears in my closet | |
| Watchin the raptors play the houston rockets | |
| With your arms in the freezer I grab a icicle | |
| Puttin fingerprints on my bicycle | |
| Walkin up to have a drink at the club nbsp? there is? three irish chicks | |
| Lookin at me like I' m sick | |
| Walkin by chinchins I stole the keys from ya friends | |
| Lookin out ya nbsp? madrion? hotel window like elvis presley | |
| Coming down the elevator | |
| Good evening mister excuse me pardon me with body parts | |
| And credit cards walkin down sunset boulevard past the red light | |
| I threw a rat with mayonnaise at ya head lights | |
| Four blonde girls screamed and put on their hibeams | |
| I fake like I' m nbsp? vomiting smoking sick? threw acid on their stomachs | |
| And drove of with a wig down la brea listen to a tape by slayer | |
| Parked in a parking lot behind burger king | |
| Eatin a raw pack of chicken wings | |
| With blood on my fingers I blast a cd by the staple singers | |
| The cops told me to turn it down, | |
| They like my shoes from buster brown | |
| I went up the block an bought some incense | |
| For the wrong smells in the air conditioner vents | |
| Hey kid need twenty cents havin a cookout with my neighbor | |
| How ya like the meat flavor mmmm | |
| Chorus: | |
| dr. dooom we' re ya neighbors next door down on the next floor | |
| jacky jasper sorry bout the noise last night | |
| dr. dooom we' re ya neighbors next door down on the next floor | |
| jacky jasper hey hey y' all got some toilet paper | |
| dr. dooom we' re ya neighbors next door down on the next floor | |
| jacky jasper don' t mind the smell from across the hall | |
| dr. dooom we' re ya neighbors next door down on the next floor | |
| jacky jasper see ya at twelve midnight comin over | |
| jacky jasper | |
| Ya shell shocked, cuts a rock mad nbsp? blood? vulcan like spock | |
| Pull ya ribs out suck ya own cock | |
| Block twentyfive knots laid up outta luck | |
| Cut ya ass open stuff ya like a duck what | |
| ? attraction? recarnation in a slump twentyfive cents | |
| And a german dick pumped up | |
| Shoulda known the killa from the jump junk | |
| In veins impedes the brain hijackin planes | |
| Pull a kotex out of louis lane | |
| Explain the sky rain | |
| Cadillacs and dead bitches consort with witches | |
| Twentyfive sistas pussies with blisters we burn' em in rivers | |
| Saviors of pimps and concubines | |
| Have you ever asked yourself will you f k marilyn manson | |
| Or become charlie manson deathwish | |
| Or become charles bronson | |
| Take your testicles and your dick for ransom | |
| In a tea jar right next to the cookie jar | |
| With nose and tits smoking a cigar | |
| Beverly hills superstar jacky jasper | |
| Keith a. k. a. dr. dooom | |
| Twentyfive dead chicks with an ice pick | |
| Machine guns galactica brooms pay for room two | |
| Into scifi we stay fly | |
| Seven heads an ten horns | |
| Side died ripped open eyeball for a subway token | |
| Asshole broken manics in a cave spandex columbo smokin | |
| Panties in liquid pinesol soakin | |
| Selling glass to dr. bones, dr. dooom nbsp? ass lie on cellphone? | |
| Sportin scuba fins in a limo | |
| Eatin fingers on a hunt | |
| Attached with a pick ass out dick out | |
| Nigga what you want? | |
| dr. dooom | |
| I want a kotex with whip cream | |
| Chorus: | |
| dr. dooom we' re ya neighbors next door down on the next floor | |
| jacky jasper sorry bout the noise last night | |
| dr. dooom we' re ya neighbors next door down on the next floor | |
| jacky jasper hey hey y' all got some toilet paper | |
| dr. dooom we' re ya neighbors next door down on the next floor | |
| jacky jasper don' t mind the smell from across the hall | |
| dr. dooom we' re ya neighbors next door down on the next floor | |
| jacky jasper I' m comin over twelve midnight to borrow some sugar |