Drunken Master (The Pietasters)

Dont be a bull in a china shop Pick up my foot and then the next one drop Drunken style is his martial arts You cant push him around like some old hand cart I sleep on nails and we eat broken glass I am no fool, I keep my mind intact Stumble down the street people passin' remarks Cause when me walk, me walk and me talk I am a drunken master test my crew buck-up in a disaster I am a drunken master Don't be a bull in a china shop Pick up my foot and then the next one drop Stumble down the street people passin remarks Cause when me walk, me walk and talk Sleep on nails and I eat broken glass I am no fool i keep my mind intact Drunken style are me martial art Can't push me around like no old hand cart I am a drunken master test my crew bukup in a disaster I am a drunken master Yi, er, san ,si, wu, liu, chi, ba Screamin comin atchya drunken master Ba, chi, liu, wu, si, san, er, yi Kick karate from me high dea me knee Troddin the fertile crescent with me nine section whip Scrip itta writ in heiroglyphic sanskrit Mix this music just like a chemist Wordsmith by osmosis Mystic chopstick inna your brainbasket Like a locksmith your cerebelum gets picked Esoteric like a jedi mind trick You'll get your fix on his kicks Yi, er, san ,si, wu, liu, chi, ba Screamin comin atchya pietaster Ba, chi, liu, wu, si, san, er, yi Just like joon rhee, nobody bothers me Test my crew bukup on a disaster I am the drunken master I am the drunken master Test my crew bukup on a disaster I am the drunken master