Fire it up!
C'mon

Fire it up!
Fire it up!
C'mon

Good news the sky is fallin,
UFO's with stereos,
They keep on callin Freddy D and,
Tellin me I need to be in Clevland
Wait a minute! One suggestion,
Go to Portland, look at breasts and,
All around the world in 3 minutes
These aliens never seem to get it
Huh? I'm dreamin, wake me up and,
Beam me up, cause I'm red to go
Gimmie cow girls, gimmie spaceships,
Gimmie powers, like The Matrix
Oh my god, I lost my direction,
Anime girls, my collection
All this time, I've been paying dues
And speaking my mind, ya got nothing to lose, C'mon

Giddeyup Giddeyup yee-ha x3

Oh no! There's a cop at the door and he
Wanna stop all the mosh from the floo
Whoa! They wanna keep me in line,
So I freak me a rhyme for your mind,
Then I'm dressed to kill
Whoa! Gas chamber, take it slow and,
Grab your partner, Dosey-Doe and,
Be my guest with, the young and restless
B-I-Z-K-I-T all day
Dr Evil, the chief inspector
Hannibal Lecter, he's my cousin
At least a dozen, aliens are inside my oven
Eyes are buggin
Tyler Durden just left a message
But rock and hip hop, I'm all your left with
And all this time, I've been paying dues
And speaking my mind, ya got nothing to lose, C'mon

Giddeyup Giddeyup yee-ha x3

C'mon Fire it up! yee-ha x3
Fire it up! C'mon

Gimmie one one
Gimmie two two
Gimmie three three
Gimmie four four
Gimmie five five
Why you squeeling like a what? Like a pig
Weeeee (whole x4)

All the cowgirls say: Giddeyup Giddeyup
Let's try it cowgirls C'mon
Giddeyup Giddeyup
And all the cowboys say: Fire it up!
Let's try it cowboys
Fire it up!

Cowgirls: Giddeyup Giddeyup x3

Aight Now

Cowboys: Fire it up! x3

Go ahead call the law, quickdraw
Lockin up on your jaw, limpdawg
In the form of a gorilla, forrilla
Better known as a backstreet killa
High speed Ride the lightning
Ladies dance, with no underpants
Cause I'm living low, my flow on your creep,
And I'm a vampire startin fires in the street
Huh? Pulp Fiction, microchip in-side my lip and, I'm red to go
So outragious, it's contagious
Teleport me, back to Vegas
Angelina, the perfect form
I'm the panty sniffer
The Perfect Storm
And all this time,
I've been paying dues, And speaking my mind,
Ya got nothing to lose, C'mon

Giddeyup Giddeyup yee-ha x3

C'mon

Fire it up! yee-ha x3
Fire it up! C'mon