Boombox Songtext

von The Lonely Island

Imagine in your mind a posh country club
The stuffy old money where the poor get stubbed
The spread is bland sauerkraut and boiled goose
There's no way these people will ever get loose

But then I walk in the room, hold my boombox high
And what happens next, will blow your mind

Everything got outta control
The music was so entrancing
Everyone got out on the floor
It was a bunch of old white people dancing

Now picture if you will a bunch of business man
Stuffed in the boardroom like pigs in a pen
The ties around their necks are like a hangman's noose
In the middle of the table there's boiled goose

The old people smell makes you want to puke in the sink
These dudes will never dance - yeah that's what you think
I stride in the room all young and hip
Hold up my boombox and say: Listen to this!

Then everyone started to move
People rejoiced instead of financing
Your preconceived notions were shattered
By these super old white people dancing

The big apple - where people never dance
Spirits go down while profits expand
The cops or the dealers - who's got the juice?
The street benders preddling their boiled goose

So many times the people will enver get along
Until I bust out my boombox and play this song

The music washed away all their hate
And society started advancing
Every demographic was presented
It was a rainbow coalition of dancing
Whoaaaaoooh!
Everyone was wearing fingerless gloves
Whoaaaaaaaaaooooooh!
I was a spanish guy doing the bartman

Transport now to an old folks home
Where the elderly are tossed on their brittle bones
The orderlies are stealing, ther's no excuse
Everyday for lunch they eat boiled goose

So I grabbed my boombox and hit the Turbo Bass
And what happened next was a total digrace

Everybody started having sex
The music was way too powerful
A bunch of old people fucking like rabbits
It was disgusting to say the least
Oh!
A boombox can change the world
You gotta know your limits with a boombox
This was a cautionary tale
A boombox is not a toy