| ← | The Bloodhoundgang | → |
| G | e | |
| The r | oof, the roof, the r | oof is on fire |
| The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire |
| The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire |
| D | C | |
| W | e don't need no water, let the m | otherfucker burn |
| G | e | |
| burn, motherfucker, b | urn |
| Hello my name is Jimmy Pop and I'm a dumb white guy |
| I'm not old or new but middle school fifth grade like junior high |
| So I don't know mofo if y' all peeps be buggin' given props to my ho `cause she all fly |
| but I can take the heat 'cause I'm the other white meat known as 'Kid Funky Fried' |
| Yea I'm hung like planet Pluto hard to see with the naked eye |
| but if I crashed into Uranus, I would stick it where the sun don't shine |
| 'Cause I'm kind of like Han Solo always strookin' my own wookie |
| I'm the root of all that's evil yeah, but you can call me cookie |
Ref.
| Yo yo, this hard-core ghetto gangster image takes a lot of practice |
| I'm not black like Berry White, no I'm white like Frank Black is |
| So if man is five and the devil is six, then that must make me seven |
| This honkey's gone to heaven |
| But if I go to hell well then I hope I'll burn well |
| I'll spend my days with J.F.K., Marvin Gaye, Martha Raye, and Lawrence Welk |
| And Kurt Cobain, Kojak, Mark Twain and Jimi Hendrix' poltergeist |
| And Webster, yea, Immanuel Lewis 'cause he's the anti-Christ |
| Ooh, ooh, c'mon party people |
| Throw your hands in the air |
| Ooh, ooh, c'mon party people |
| Wave 'em like you don't care (2x) |