Oscar The Grouch
I know I'm trash
But you don't gotta treat me like it
(Treat me like it)
I know I'm trash
But you don't gotta treat me like it
(Treat me like it)
I'm just one grouch
Away from being violent
(Being violent)
I'm just one grouch
Away from being violent
Yo
I'm so full of junk
Make you wanna dress up like a Monk
Make your mother wanna kick me out or
Throw me in the trunk
Ain't no hunk
Imma beat a rock
Or beat up Peter Pan and eat his skunk
Making freaky fun
See me in the club bumping slugs
That's a sticky bun
See me with a buzz in the slumps
That's my blicky fun
If you wanna fuck I got gum
We can sixty nine
Chica chica damn
You got buns, Hun
I got mustard
I'm Oscar The Grouch,
Un-fostered
Socks in my mouth
Blew the door off of the house
Got pinned by a modular couch
I'm lost in a crowd
But found an offer to my coffin in ground
The cops had it down
That I should live in the can
No pun intended
I mean literally, I live in a can
I'm where their guns get tested
Got baked bean carpets
And a worm as a best friend
No shirt
Cause your girl just undressed me
I know I'm trash
But you don't gotta treat me like it
(Treat me like it)
I know I'm trash
But you don't gotta treat me like it
I'm just one grouch
Away from being violent
(Being violent)
I'm just one grouch
Away from being violent
(Being violent)
I'm a greedy motherfucker
Slap the grease on my bald head
Stay out my lane bitch im ballin' (bowling)
Pin you to a wall
Spin you East and fall in
Love
I'm a treat you're appalling
I grew weeds in my feet now I'm sprawling
Amongst trees where I sleep, no sawing
I drank a liter of gin, now I'm yawning
Bitch I'll pee in your mouth while you're gawking
Blew off steam now there's cheese in my foreskin
It's all green and my GP is daunting
He said to "meet me in an ally bring your frog friend
Because each of his feet have nice legs"
If there's a number for my arse can you call it?
It's just a crease in my drawstring
I should've cut that line out
But I won't, see
Im just a gross little Muppet
You adore me
I know I'm trash
But you don't gotta treat me like it
(Treat me like it)
I know I'm trash
But you don't gotta treat me like it
(Treat me like it)
I'm just one grouch
Away from being violent
(Being violent)
I'm just one grouch
Away from being violent
OOH
Look what I'm on
The same shit as Ernie but Bert has the balls
Liquid charisma, convicted of witchery
It's not as sick as Sabrina or Saul
I'm not a Goodman
Spell it like hoodlum
Sit on your roof but your views are all fulsome
Strippers call me Mr. Meeseeks
I'm seen and I'm easy to please then I'll leave
Without reason
Crispy all creaming
I'm baked and my eyes are all glazy
Got one lazy boy with a Spider-Man toy
He dont like it I told him "stop Goblin
On Hulks big ol' rod, its not polished"
It's got spots and warts
Frogs with it all
Monsters In-corp
2319 is my sock from my drawer?
And I've just drop a call
They told me
"Stop rapping like this it sounds awful"
Shit
But you don't gotta treat me like it
(Treat me like it)
I know I'm trash
But you don't gotta treat me like it
(Treat me like it)
I'm just one grouch
Away from being violent
(Being violent)
I'm just one grouch
Away from being violent
Yo
I'm so full of junk
Make you wanna dress up like a Monk
Make your mother wanna kick me out or
Throw me in the trunk
Ain't no hunk
Imma beat a rock
Or beat up Peter Pan and eat his skunk
Making freaky fun
See me in the club bumping slugs
That's a sticky bun
See me with a buzz in the slumps
That's my blicky fun
If you wanna fuck I got gum
We can sixty nine
Chica chica damn
You got buns, Hun
I got mustard
I'm Oscar The Grouch,
Un-fostered
Socks in my mouth
Blew the door off of the house
Got pinned by a modular couch
I'm lost in a crowd
But found an offer to my coffin in ground
The cops had it down
That I should live in the can
No pun intended
I mean literally, I live in a can
I'm where their guns get tested
Got baked bean carpets
And a worm as a best friend
No shirt
Cause your girl just undressed me
I know I'm trash
But you don't gotta treat me like it
(Treat me like it)
I know I'm trash
But you don't gotta treat me like it
I'm just one grouch
Away from being violent
(Being violent)
I'm just one grouch
Away from being violent
(Being violent)
I'm a greedy motherfucker
Slap the grease on my bald head
Stay out my lane bitch im ballin' (bowling)
Pin you to a wall
Spin you East and fall in
Love
I'm a treat you're appalling
I grew weeds in my feet now I'm sprawling
Amongst trees where I sleep, no sawing
I drank a liter of gin, now I'm yawning
Bitch I'll pee in your mouth while you're gawking
Blew off steam now there's cheese in my foreskin
It's all green and my GP is daunting
He said to "meet me in an ally bring your frog friend
Because each of his feet have nice legs"
If there's a number for my arse can you call it?
It's just a crease in my drawstring
I should've cut that line out
But I won't, see
Im just a gross little Muppet
You adore me
I know I'm trash
But you don't gotta treat me like it
(Treat me like it)
I know I'm trash
But you don't gotta treat me like it
(Treat me like it)
I'm just one grouch
Away from being violent
(Being violent)
I'm just one grouch
Away from being violent
OOH
Look what I'm on
The same shit as Ernie but Bert has the balls
Liquid charisma, convicted of witchery
It's not as sick as Sabrina or Saul
I'm not a Goodman
Spell it like hoodlum
Sit on your roof but your views are all fulsome
Strippers call me Mr. Meeseeks
I'm seen and I'm easy to please then I'll leave
Without reason
Crispy all creaming
I'm baked and my eyes are all glazy
Got one lazy boy with a Spider-Man toy
He dont like it I told him "stop Goblin
On Hulks big ol' rod, its not polished"
It's got spots and warts
Frogs with it all
Monsters In-corp
2319 is my sock from my drawer?
And I've just drop a call
They told me
"Stop rapping like this it sounds awful"
Shit
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