Chi-Chi-Rap, Chi-Chi-Rap, oh my God Chi-Chi-Rap, can't be worse than lack of wine Come on man, don't you want to see the show tonight? Your favorite band, I hear they're making plans to reunite Tomorrow night, their plane could catch a fire and they could die Then you'll wait until the great gig in the sky Chi-Chi-Rap, Chi-Chi-Rap, oh my God Chi-Chi-Rap, can't be worse than lack of rhyme Chi-Chi-Rap, Chi-Chi-Rap, oh my God Chi-Chi-Rap, can't be worse than lack of rhyme Come on man, don't you want to ask her out sometime? Don't be scared, though you're fat and bald and past your prime If you don't try, she might end up being your friend's wife Instead of you, she'll stab him with a knife Chi-Chi-Rap, Chi-Chi-Rap, oh my God Chi-Chi-Rap, can't be worse than lack of rhyme Chi-Chi-Rap, Chi-Chi-Rap, oh my God Chi-Chi-Rap, can't be worse than lack of rhyme Chi-Chi-Rap, Chi-Chi-Rap, oh my God Chi-Chi-Rap, can't be worse than lack of rhyme No one gives a *** about the hi-hat sound No one gives a *** about the royal crown No one gives a ***, no one gives a *** about what No one gives a *** about not giving *** Chi-Chi-Rap, Chi-Chi-Rap, oh my God Chi-Chi-Rap, can't be worse than lack of rhyme Chi-Chi-Rap, Chi-Chi-Rap, oh my God Chi-Chi-Rap, can't be worse than lack of rhyme Thanks for watching!