Crazy Base Land--The Musical
(Sung to the tune of "Mr. Bass Man")
Crazy Base Land
You've got them crosses burnin’
Crazy Base Land
You set my stomach churnin’
You’re preachin’ Jesus
But he don’t even know your name
Bop, bop, bop bop ba bop
You mean, baa, ba-ba, baa, ba-ba, baa ba-ba…
Crazy Base Land
You love to thump the Scripture
While in the back seat
You’re humpin’ someone’s sister
Hey, Crazy Base Land
How much did y’all get for your soul?
Bop, bop, bop, bop ba-bop
No, no, baa, ba-ba, baa, ba-ba, ba-baa
Oh, it don't mean a thing
When the preacher's singing
Or when the choir goes
Hal-le, Hallelujah!
Hey, Crazy Base Land
I'm asking just one thing
At the last judgment
Can I have your angel wings
'Cause you won’t need ‘em
When your ass fries way down in hell
Bop, bop, bop, bop ba-bop
That's it, baa, ba-ba, baa, ba-ba, baa ba
Bum, bum, bum, bum....now you
Bum, bum, bum, bum....with me
Bum, bum, bum, bum....
That's it, baa, ba-ba, baa, ba-ba, baa
Bum, bum, bum, bum.... now you
Bum, bum, bum, bum....
Looking good
Bum, bum, bum, bum....
