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[Intro] A lot of people ask me... Where the fuck I been at, last few years... Shit I don't know... But I do know... I'm back now... Haha [Chorus] Here comes the rain! And thunder now! No where to run! To run to now! I've disappeared! Don't wonder how! Looking for me! I'm underground! Here comes the rain! And thunder now! No where to run! To run to now! I've disappeared! Don't wonder how! Looking for me! SongtexteI'm underground! [Verse 1] Dre, I'm down here Under the ground, dig me up Broken tibias, fibulas, yeah fix me up 60 sluts All of em Dying from asphyxia After they sip piss through a Christopher Reeve sippy cup Dixie cups, toxic, boxes of oxi pads Enough oxi cotton to send a fucking ox to rehab Whack job In the back In a black stocking cap Jacking off to a hockey mask At a boxing match (He can't say that) Yes he can I just did faggot Now guess again Better text message her next to Ken(?) Tell him shit's about to get extra messy Especially when I Flex again Throw a fucking lesbian in wet cement (So) Faggoty faggoty faggoty raggedy Ann and Andy No Raggedy Andy and Andy No it can't be it can't be Yes it can be The fucking Anti-Christ is back Danny It's Satan in black satin panties This is Amityville Calamity Goddammit Insanity Pills Fanny pack Filled With Zanies Through every nook-n-cranny Looking for trannies Milk 'n' cookies Spilled On my silk, necklace, jade Look Razor b-lades with me To make you b-leed Cases of Maybelline Make-up Lay on a table Of weed Slim Shady Shit sounds like a fable to me 'till he jumps out the fuckin' toilet when you're takin' a pee [Chorus] Here comes the rain! And thunder now! No where to run! To run to now! I've disappeared! Don't wonder how! Looking for me! I'm underground! Here comes the rain! And thunder now! No where to run! To run to now! I've disappeared! Don't wonder how! Looking for me! I'm underground! [Verse 2] Six semen samples Seventeen strands of hair Found in the back of a van After the shoot at Vanity Fair Hannah Montana Prepare to elope with a can opener And feet cut open like cantaloupe on canopy beds And Glad bags, yeah glad to be back 'Cause last year was a tragedy That landed me smack dab in rehab Fuckin' doctor I ain't understand a damn what he said I planned a relapse the second I walked out of that bitch Two weeks in Brighton I ain't enlightened Bitin' into a fuckin' biket and light them a (?) Oh Lightning is striking Might be a fucking sign And I need a psychic Evaluation Fuck Jason It's Friday the 19th That means it's just a regular day And this is the kind of shit I think of regu-lar-ly Fuckin' lesbians Shouldn't have had her legs in the way Now she's pregnant and gay Missin' both legs and beggin' to stay [Chorus] Here comes the rain! And thunder now! No where to run! To run to now! I've disappeared! Don't wonder how! Looking for me! I'm underground! Here comes the rain! And thunder now! No where to run! To run to now! I've disappeared! Don't wonder how! Looking for me! I'm underground! [Verse 3] Tell the critics I'm back and I'm coming To spit it back in abundance Hit a fag with onions And split a bag of Funyuns Mad at me Understandable Cannibal Shoot an animal Out of a cannon And have 'em catapult... At an adult Captain of a cult With an elite following To turn Halloween back To a trick-or-treat holiday Had Michael Myers lookin' like a liar Swipe his powers Replace his knife with flowers and a stack of flyers Hit Jason Voorhees with a forty Stuck a suppository up his ass And made him tell me a story Gave Hannibal Lecter a fucking nectarine And sat him in a fucking fruit and vegetable section and gave him a lecture Walked up Elm street with a fucking (?) Fought Freddy Krueger and Edward Scissorhands too And came out with a little scratch, ooh Lookin' like I got in a fuckin' pillow fight with a Triple FAT Goose Insanity Can't it be Vanity Where's the humanity In having a twisted fantasy With an arm and leg amputee Straitjacket Wit' a hundred and 8 brackets And a strap that wraps twice around my back Then they latch it Cut your fuckin' head off and ask where you headed off to Get it? Headed off to? Medic, this headache's awful This anaesthetic's pathetic So is this diabetic waffle And this prosthetic arm keeps crushing my hard taco! [Chorus] Here comes the rain! And thunder now! No where to run! To run to now! I've disappeared! Don't wonder how! Looking for me! I'm underground! Here comes the rain! And thunder now! No where to run! To run to now! I've disappeared! Don't wonder how! Looking for me! I'm underground! Aus Songtexte Mania