 | Flight of the Conchords - Bret, you've got it going on A clip from Flight of the Conchords episode six. |
 | Flight of the Conchords Ep 4 If You're Into It If you want me to I could hang 'round with you If I only knew That's what you're into. You and him Him and you If that's what You're into Him hanging 'round Around you You're hanging 'round Yeah, you're there too. And if you want me to I will take off all my clothes for you I will take off all my clothes for you If that's what you're into How 'bout him In the nude? If that's what You're into. In the nude in front of you Is that what you'd wanna view? If it's cool with you I'll let you get naked too It could be a dream come true Providing that's what you are into Is that what You're into? Him and you In the nude? That's what he's prepared to do Is that the kind of thing you think you might be into? And then maybe later We get hot by the refrigerator In the kitchen next to the pantry You think that might be what you fancy? In the buff Being rude Doing stuff With the food Getting lewd With his food We heard that's what you are into Then on our next date Well, you could bring your roommate I don't know if Stu is keen to But if you want we could double-team you How about you And two dudes? Him, you and Stu In the nude Being lewd with two dudes with food Well, that's if Stu's into it, too All the things I'd do The things I'd do for you If I only knew That's what you're into Lyrics credit: whatthefolk.net |
 | Flight of the Conchords Ep 10 'Ladies of the World' J: Ooohhh....ooooh.... I just wanna, I just wanna B: Just wanna do something special for all the Ladies in the World J: Oh yes (J) B: Just wanna do somethin' special J: Ah (J) B: For all the Ladies in the world J: Is that possible? (J) B: And the gir-rls Don't forget them girls J: Caribbean B: (Ladies) J: Parisian B: (Ladies) J: Bolivian B: (Ladies) J: Namibian B: (Ladies) J: Eastern Indochinian B: (Ladies) J: Republic of Dominican B: (Ladies) J: Amphibian B: (Ladies) J: Presbyterian B: (Ladies) J: Outta sight B: Amazin' ladies J: Late night B: Hard workin' ladies J: Erudite B: Brainy ladies J: Hermaphrodite B: Lady-man-ladies J: Oh you sexy hermaphrodite lady-man-ladies With your sexy lady bits And your sexy man bits too Even you must be in to you ooo ooo B+J: All the ladies in the world I wanna get next to you Show you some gratitude By makin' love to you it's the least we can do... B+J: If every soldier in the wo-orld Put down his weapon and picked up a woman What a peaceful world this world would be-eee... B+J: Redheads not warheads Blondes not bombs We're talkin' about brunettes not fighter jets J: Oooh Oooh it's got to be Sweet 16's not M-16's When will the governments realize it's got to be funky sexy ladies? B: I have a vision and all I can see Is all of you with 'a all of me In a world of peace and harmony Where every lady gets a little piece of Bret-y J: I've been to Paris, Wellington and Amsterdam And a wham-bam, Merci, Danke, thank 'a you ma'm I don't care if you're ugly or you're skanky or you're small I just wanna do a little something special for y'all... B + J:All the ladies, in the world, you deserve it, Girrrrrrl... Lyrics credit: whatthefolk.net |
 | Flight of the Conchords Ep 4 Sello Tape Lives are like retractable pencils If you push them too hard they're gonna break And people are like paper dolls Paper dolls and people, they're a similar shape Hmm hmm hm Love is like a roll of tape It's real good for making two things one But just like that roll of tape Love sometimes breaks off before you were done Another way that love is similar to tape That I've noticed Is sometimes it's hard to see the end You search on the roll (search on the roll) Search on the roll (searching round the roll) Search on the roll (search) With your fingernail Again and again And again and again And again. Brown paper, white paper Stick it together with the tape The tape of love The sticky stuff Brown paper, white paper Stick it together with tape The tape of love The sticky stuff. People people Chorus: Brown paper, white paper Paper paper Stick it together with tape Paper paper The tape of love People people People people Pencil pencil Pencil pencil Paper paper Put the pencil to the paper Give the paper to the people Let the people read about the sello tape Oh baby baby Yeah You know, Jemaine, I've been thinking about love. And I guess it's the very stron- gest adhesive. Oh sorry, Bret. Were you talking to me? I was humming. What did you say? Oh, just...nothing. Brown paper, white paper Stick it together with tape The tape of love The sticky stuff Yeah Ooh brown Brown paper, white paper Stick it together with tape The tape of love Say it Sticky Stick stick Stick it together Ye-yeah Lyrics credit: whatthefolk.net |
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 | Flight of the Conchords Ep 7 'Leggie Blonde' Goodbye Goodbye, leggy blonde Every day I'd look across the office floor There you were your hair down to your legs And your legs down to the floor Leggy blonde, goodbye Goodbye Now that you are gone I'll never see you here for tech repair I wish you knew how much I loved your legs and your hair Leggy blonde, goodbye Goodbye Leggy leggy leggy leggy Leggy leggy leggy leggy Leggy leggy leggy leggy Leggy leggy leggy leggy Blondie blondie blondie blondie Blondie blondie blondie blondie Blondie blondie blondie blondie Blondie blondie Leggy blonde Goodbye Goodbye I had a budgie but it died (whoa) I like pie Leggy leggy leggy leggy Leggy leggy leggy leggy Leggy leggy leggy leggy Leggy leggy leggy leggy Blondie blondie blondie blondie Blondie blondie blondie blondie Blondie blondie blondie blondie Blondie blondie Leggy blonde I'll never get I'll never get to be with ya I'll never get to share another cup of tea with ya I'll never get to let ya know how much I think of ya I'll never get to tear your clothes off on the photocopier He'll never get He'll never get He'll never get He'll never get to say Oooh leggy blonde you got it goin' on Wanna see you wearin' that thong thong thong See you getting' on to the break of dawn (Mumbling) panties on Goodbye Goodbye, leggy blonde Lyrics credit: whatthefolk.net |
 | Flight of the Conchords Ep 3 Hiphopopotamus vs. Rhymenoceros Lyrics from whatthefolk.net I'm the mother flippin' Rhymenocerous My beats are fly and the birds are on my back And I'm horny I'm horny If you choose to proceed you will indeed concede Cos I hit you with my flow The Wild Rhino Stampede. I'm not just wild, I'm trained, Domesticated I was raised by a rapper and rhino that dated And subsequently procreated That's how it goes Here's the Hiphopopotamus The hip hop hippo They call me the Hiphopopotamus My lyrics are bottomless They call me the Hiphopopotamus Flows that glow like phosphorous Poppin' off the top of this esophagus Rockin' this metropolis I'm not a large water-dwelling mammal Where did you get that preposterous hypothesis? Did Steve tell you that, perchance? Steve. My rhymes and records they don't get played Because my records and rhymes they don't get made And if you rap like me you don't get paid And if you roll like me you don't get laid. My rhymes are so potent that in this small segment I made all of the ladies in the area pregnant Yes, sometimes my lyrics are sexist But you lovely bitches and hoes should know I'm trying to correct this. Other rappers dis me Say my rhymes are sissy. Why? Why? Why? What? Why exactly? What? Why? Be more constructive with your feedback, please. Why? Why? Why, because I rap about reality? Like me and my grandma drinking a cup of tea? There ain't no party like my nanna's tea party. Hey! Ho! I'm the motherflippin' I'm the motherflippin' I'm the motherflippin' Who's the motherflippin? I'm the motherflippin' I'm the motherflippin' I'm the motherflippin' Motherflippin' |
 | Flight of the Conchords- Business Time Flight of the Conchords performing their song "Business Time." |
 | Flight of the Conchords Ep 8 'Foux Da Fa Fa' J: Je voudrais une croissant J: Je suis enchante J: Ou est le bibliotheque? J: Voila mon passport J: Ah, Gerard Depardieu B + J:Un baguette, ah ha ha, oh oh oh oh B: Ba Ba ba-ba Bow! B: Foux da fa fa Foux da fa fa fa fa Foux da fa fa Ah ee ah B: Foux da fa fa Foux da fa fa fa fa Foux da fa fa Ah ee ah B: Et maintenant le voyage a la supermarche! B: Le pamplemousse (grapefruit) B: Ananas (pineapple) B: Jus d'orange B: Boeuf B: Soup du jour B: Le camembert B: Jacque Cousteau B: Baguettte J: Mais oui J: Bon jour F: Bon jour J: Bon jour F: Bon jour, monsieur J: Bonjour mon petit bureau de change B: Ca va? L: Ca va. B: Ca va? L: Ca va. B: Voila -- le conversation a la parc. B: Ou est le livre? J: A la bibliotheque B: Et le musique dance? J: Et le discotheque. B: Et le discotheque J: C'est ci, baby! J: Un, deux, trois, quatre B: Ba ba ba-ba bow! All: Foux da fa fa Foux da fa fa fa fa Foux da fa fa Ah ee ah Foux da fa fa Foux da fa fa fa fa Foux da fa fa Ah ee ah F: Ou est le piscine? J: Pardon moi? F: Ou'est le piscine? J: ...Uh... F: Splish splash J: ...Uh... F: Eh... J: Je ne comprends pas. F: Parlez-vous le francais? J: Eh? F: Eh? Parlez-vous le francais? J: Uh ....No. F: Hmmm. B: Foux da fa fa Foux da fa fa fa fa Foux da fa fa Ah ee ah Ba ba ba-ba bow! Lyrics credit: whatthefolk.net |
 | Flight of the Conchords Ep 6 Bowie's In Space Bowie's in space Bowie's in space What you doing out there, man? That's pretty freaky, Bowie Isn't it cold out in space, Bowie? Do you want to borrow my jumper, Bowie? Does the space cold make your nipples go pointy, Bowie? Do you use your pointy nipples as telescopic antennae to transmit data back to Earth? Bet you do, you freaky old bastard you Hey Bowie, do you have one really funky sequined space suit? Or do you have several ch-changes? Do you smoke grass out in space, Bowie? Or do they smoke Astroturf? Ooh! Receiving transmission from David Bowie's nipple antennae Do you read me, Lieutenant Bowie? This is Bowie to Bowie Do you hear me out there, man? This is Bowie back to Bowie I read you loud and clear, man Ooh yeah, man! Your signal's weak on my radar screen How far out are you, man? I'm pretty far out That's pretty far out, man Ooh- ah- ooh! I'm orbiting Pluto Ooh- ah- ooh! Drawn in by its groovitational (Groovitational pull) I'm jamming out with the Mick Jagger-nauts Ooh, and they think it's pretty cool Are you okay, Bowie? What was that sound? I don't know, man Ooh, it's the craziest scene Yeah, I'm picking it up on my LSD screen Can you see the stratosphere ringing? To the choir of Afronauts singing Bowie's in space Bowie's in space Bowie Bowie Bowie Bowie Bowie Bowie Bowie's in space Bowie Bowie Bowie Bowie Bowie Bowie Eena-ma-ma-meena-mina-mowie Phasers on funky Eena-ma-ma-meena-mina-mowie Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-Bowie's in Space Lyrics credit: whatthefolk.net |
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