Vanilla Wonderland Beatdown! 🐦‍⬛ Remaster (Syracuse, 2005)

🚑VANILLA WONDERLAND BEATDOWN!🚑 Beatdown... Beatdown... It was a-BEATDOWN! Beatdown, beatdown, A fuckin beatdown! Beatdown! - beatdown! Wonderland-beatdown! Down the street, 2 dutchies each, A couple fucked up friends, Stumbling n' walking. (One bright n' sunny day!) Wasn't much to it, Why they hadt'a lose it, Over a dollar, thirty-three... Over something that fits, In your pocket... They both went ape-shit! Only for a moment in time, Eyeing what she pulled out, From her jacket-pocket, inside... He freezes, He sees it, Can't believe it, For years... he's needed it... (Vanilla Wonderland lip balm!) (I need it man!) (Can I have some?!) [Full-band stop.] But. Those sunny days end in blood shed! Laying bleeding in the street! These two buds, Fucked each other up! Both crumpled dolls, Lost on the concrete! She punched his face! He bit her boob! Both givin each other, One brutal beatdown dude! She ragg'd his hair, Slamming his head straight- Down-an down! An down-an down! Oh, she didn't care, As people stared- How many times his head, Hit the unforgiving ground! Fully pissed, Yeah-seein red! He forced a kiss, With the back of his head! They still want more blood to be shed... Are they even friends?... Their both bleeding out, Vanilla Wonderland beatdown! (Beatdown!-Beatdown!-Beatdown!-Beatdown!) Vanilla Wonderland-BEATDOWN! Smooth, sweet, and tasty, It leaves you feeling, Chap free-n' healthy... He was surprised, She tried to hide it, In the sleeve of her shirt, How absurd? Was she starting to be stealthy? This precious lip line, Has been discontinued, For some time! It's been forever long, Since he had some in his life! Slowly, he's losing his mind, For years he's tried, But he never finds, That shit on-lie-ine! He begged-he pleaded, She laughed-didn't need it, Pulled it from his sight, Flipped him off with a smile!... And that's why. Sunny days ended in blood shed! Laying bleeding in the street! These two buds, Fucked each other up! Both crumpled dolls, Lost on the concrete! He head-butted her back! She heel-stomped his taint! Both administering, Some Mortal Kombat rage! Even with a- Poor little fella, crying, Outside an ice cream store, Frozen in horror. Eyes wide-blood flies, Spraying his screaming face- In gore! His ice cream - it's melting, Dripping from his hand... Sobbing and crying, Over- VANILLA! FUCKIN' ! WON-DER-LAND! From a gentle push, To a friendly shove, Goin' from a please, To gimme fucking some! Two buds brawled, Nobody won, Both crumpled shits, Unconscious- Near a traumatized kid. Both wakin' up, To a far off whining ambulance, Both understandin' The shit this lip balm gott'em in. Are they still friends? Are they still buds? Gotta be-insanely- Both laughing, At the approaching ambulance! Beatdown... Beatdown... It was a BEATDOWN! Beatdown, beatdown, A fuckin beatdown! Beatdown! - beatdown! Wonderland-beatdown! VANILLA WONDERLAND BEATDOWN!