Boombox lyrics

Imagine in your mind a posh country club

The stuffy old money where the poor get snubbed

The spread is bland sauerkraut and boiled goose

There's no way these people will ever cut loose

But then I walk in the room, hold my boombox high

And what happened 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

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 vendors peddling their boiled goose

So many types of people will never get along

Till I bust out my boombox and play this song

The music washed away all the hate

And society started advancing

Every demographic was represented

It was a rainbow coalition of dancing

Everyone was wearing fingerless gloves

I saw 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 there'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 disgrace

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

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

• Artist:The Lonely Island
• Album:Incredibad