[Intro] Gimme them goodies! What kind goodies? The kind that make the whole room go WUB-WUB-WUB-WUB! [Verse 1] Gimme them goodies, what kind goodies? Got the funky little basket full of cosmic cookies One for the rhythm, two for the groove Three for the weirdos who know how to move Don't need diamonds, don't need gold Just give me that strange shit nobody's ever told A pocket full of sunshine, a head full of noise A bassline built for malfunctioning boys [Chorus] Gimme them goodies! What kind goodies? Gimme them goodies! The weird kind, buddy! Gimme that wobble, gimme that bounce Gimme that sound that makes the walls announce Gimme that sparkle from another dimension Gimme that shit that defies description [Verse 2] I walked in the party with a jar of moonlight Somebody said, “Brother, is that shit alright?” I said, “I don't know, but it glows real good And everybody's dancing like I knew they would!” There's goodies in the speaker Goodies in the floor Goodies in the ceiling Goodies through the door Everybody yelling like a psychedelic choir: “GIMME THEM GOODIES!” I said, “WHAT KIND?” “THE KIND THAT SETS YOUR BRAIN ON FIRE!” [Bridge] Not the ordinary Not the standard issue Give me something strange That'll rearrange the tissue Shake the box Turn the dial Make the universe Laugh for a while [Chorus] Gimme them goodies! What kind goodies? Gimme them goodies! The weird kind, buddy! Gimme them goodies! What kind goodies? The kind you can't explain But you know they're fucking good-y! [Outro] Gimme them goodies... What kind goodies? The funky ones. The cosmic ones. The “what-the-fuck-was-that?” ones. GIMME THEM GOODIES! WHAT KIND GOODIES?! THE GOODIES YOU AIN'T GOT A NAME FOR!
