"Two Turntables And A Mike St. Jean" lyrics - DEVIN TOWNSEND PROJECT

Yeah
Check it
Yeah
MC Devy
MC Tonehammer
This a little song for the ladies
It's called Two Turntables and a Mike St-Jean

It's DJ Dirky-Dirk
Comin' at ya live from the B.C.
With my homie, DJ Dev
Rockin' out for the MS-J

Because it's Two Turntables and a Mike St-Jean
Knittin' up a scarf off a big ball o' yarn
Thinkin' for dessert he will have the flan
Throwin' back his head and he lets out a yawn

It's called Two Turntables and a Mike St-Jean
Headin' to the pool and he's wearing a thong
Now his hair's black but it used to be blonde
Everyone says oui but Mike St-Jean says non

Check it
Respect
Business
Yeah
To my - XXX XXX
2-pac, the best
Young MC, the second best

Because it's Two Turntables and a Mike St-Jean
Cruisin' for the women and trolling the dong
In a four bar rest he be a hittin' the gong
Smokin' the weed from a big ol' bong
Two Turntables and a Mike St-Jean
You ever need him you just pick up the phone
But once he start talkin' he won't leave you alone
When he be layin' with a lady them socks stay on
All the the friendly ladies be batting his dong
Each bicep'd be weighing a ton
With Mike on board this ship ain't going down

Two Turntables and a Mike St-Jean
Burnin' down churches like he's in Darkthrone
Lining up at night to see release of Tron
Gazin' at the big old deer and her fawn
Stay up all night just to see the sun
When MC Devin goes on tour Mike is comin' along
For breakfast he be havin' an Egg McMuffin
Castin' creepy spells with his magic wand
Triple O's combo makes him heavy as a rock
On the wall of the studio, projections
Only man around rocks a cardigan
Magnum P.I. on the TV all day long

'Cause it's Two Turntables and a Mike St-Jean
When everyone left, Mike St-Jean he hung
Filling up his gas tank and on the run
Po- XXXXXXXXXX for some yummy yum yum
What type of soup man?
Frech Onion!
Passin' over beef, go for poisson
Choice of my berries nearly always boisen
Rockin' to the riffs of the four horseman
Sets his room on fire just the hear the alarm
Just to hear the alarm

'Cause it's Two Turntables and a Mike St-Jean
Got so many this song's six hours long
Man can't play enough flugelhorn
St-Jean beatin' off watchin' porn
His suits be wrinkled but he tryin' 'em on
Them cool glasses make the ladies hum
Chest hair's poppin' out too and fro
Rockin' by the tomb of the Tutankhamun

Going on a trip to ol' Hong Kong
In Hong Kong playin' lots o' ping-pong
Rhymes they going there on and on
Passin' by an accident, police say move on
I be on fire better call the fireman
Too much hot food give me problem colon
For the sweaty armpits use the odour cologne
Oh you're playing Germany? Where now? Koln?

Because it's Two Turntables and a Mike St-Jean
Rockin' to the tunes of the Chaka Khan
Payin' tribute to the Michael Jackson
Getting' kinda sick of my lame ass song

Called Two Turntables
Two Turntables
Two Turntables and a Mike St-Jean