Older Crowd - MC Chris

I got the bass for your face

Yes, I can hold it down

These kids are such a disgrace

I need an older crowd

Mental stimulation

Voter Registration

Patches on my elbows

Match the colors of my cords

Feeling cheeky five feet weekly

I beseech thee let’s be daring

No preparing no agendas

Let’s go where the paper sends us

Open mic perhaps a slam

Don’t care where, I need to jam

Grab your purse and clip-on earrings

Sorry I’m so commandeering

Air in tires and tank’s got petrol

Acting weird cause I was let go

Say I’m boring like I’m dead

Say I lack a cutting edge

I will show them that I’m golden

Jam while jerks can kiss my colon

Nouveau guys won’t stand a chance

Please park it Margaret I must dance

Are you joking?

It’s too smoky

There’s a cover, we should leave

Let’s not panic, let’s beat traffic

And get home in time for tea

Kids have access nostalgia waxes

Can’t relax if I can’t breathe

Let’s just exit, we’re not sexy

I feel fat and elderly

Let’s play Scrabble, let’s play Boggle

Discovery channel with Ted Koppel

Kids are awful, they’re all moshing

So obnoxious sneezing, coughing

Spilling beer and breaking glasses

They’re no fun, these trust fund fascists

No more head tricks, we’ve got Netflix

Let’s grow beehives and mustaches

There is vomit on the toilet

And no soap I can dispense

Girl named Wendy grabbed my testes

Now I have no confidence

Can’t believe it, I smell reefer

We might get a contact high

I feel loopy I see snoopies

I need pizza with these doobies

I feel mellow, legs are jello

Hold me up or I might nap

Someone dosed my Diet Coke

It’s not a joke so please don’t laugh

Freaky Friday might go my way

I feel like a different person

Now I’m tripping, ceiling’s dripping

Wait a minute, no crowd surfing

I got the bass for your face

I got the bass for your face

I got the bass for your face

I got the bass for your face

(Yes, I can hold it down)