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==Lyrics== | ==Lyrics== | ||
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(ahh) | |||
Don’t try to scan a seaweed heap, | Don’t try to scan a seaweed heap, | ||
your fragile toes might step in glass | your fragile toes might step in glass | ||
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I can’t say the word “foyer” | I can’t say the word “foyer” | ||
but I can pronounce the word “douche” | but I can pronounce the word “douche” | ||
(ahh!) | |||
Grew up on tabbouli and hummus, | Grew up on tabbouli and hummus, | ||
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getting them ready for a soccer rot | getting them ready for a soccer rot | ||
Next time I see a van with a telly, | Next time I see a van with a telly, | ||
I’m going to hit them a lot | I’m going to hit them a lot! | ||
(Ahhhh...) | |||
The crime scene | The crime scene | ||
had officers’ heads down | had officers’ heads down (shwop shwop) | ||
How will I unearth that mystery? | How will I unearth that mystery? (shwop shwop) | ||
Dental records, maybe? | Dental records, maybe? (shwop shwop) | ||
That poor baby. | That poor baby. | ||
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getting them ready for a soccer rot | getting them ready for a soccer rot | ||
Next time I see a van with a telly, | Next time I see a van with a telly, | ||
I’m going to hit them a lot | I’m going to hit them a lot! | ||
A lot | A lot! | ||
A lot! | |||
A lot! | |||
A lot! | |||
"Oh my God it's DIP!" | "Oh my God it's DIP!" | ||
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Revision as of 18:18, 15 August 2023
Lyrics
(ahh) Don’t try to scan a seaweed heap, your fragile toes might step in glass Don’t try to pet your dog in the dark, you might feel it up the ass Grew up on tabbouli and hummus, carrots and baba ghanoush I can’t say the word “foyer” but I can pronounce the word “douche” (ahh!) Grew up on tabbouli and hummus, carrots and baba ghanoush I stopped calling people fags but I’m still in a rotten cartouche Mommy’s trucking kids in her belly, getting them ready for a soccer rot Next time I see a van with a telly, I’m going to hit them a lot! (Ahhhh...) The crime scene had officers’ heads down (shwop shwop) How will I unearth that mystery? (shwop shwop) Dental records, maybe? (shwop shwop) That poor baby. Mommy’s trucking kids in her belly, getting them ready for a soccer rot Next time I see a van with a telly, I’m going to hit them a lot! A lot! A lot! A lot! A lot! "Oh my God it's DIP!"