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Lump Your Head
American Tragedy Deluxe
Length: 3:37
Released: April 4, 2011
Writers: Charlie Scene, Da Kurlzz, Danny, Funny Man, Don Gilmore, J-Dog, Johnny 3 Tears
Producer: Don Gilmore
Key: C minor
Tempo: 94 BPM
Album: American Tragedy

Lump Your Head is a song from Hollywood Undead's second album, American Tragedy.

Lyrics

Funny Man: Boy, you better put a lid on it!

Danny: You don't know what it's like to get your head lumped in
Funny Man: (To get your head lumped in!)
Danny: 'Cause you keep flapping those gums like you the boss till we check your chin
Funny Man: (Until we check your chin!)
Danny: Oh no, you don't know what it's like to get your head lumped in
Funny Man: (To get your head lumped in!)
Danny: 'Cause you keep flapping those gums, so just run along
'Cause you don't want none

J-Dog: Let me take you back, so back in time
We made the front page news living lives of crime
'Cause we ran moonshine, outlaws to be exact
We get something new and we never turn back
Six shots, point blank, aiming at your face
I'mma quickdraw, then I'm gone without a trace
And I'll rob a bank or I'll cheat and steal
Derail a fucking train 'cause you know that I will
You need to pay your dues or get cement shoes
Da Kurlzz and J-Dog: And we're still on the run, the most ruthless crew!

Danny: You don't know what it's like to get your head lumped in
Funny Man: (To get your head lumped in!)
Danny: 'Cause you keep flapping those gums like you boss till we check your chin
Funny Man: (Until we check your chin!)
Danny: Oh no, you don't know what it's like to get your head lumped in
Funny Man: (To get your head lumped in!)
Danny: 'Cause you keep flapping those gums, so just run along
'Cause you don't want none

Funny Man: I'm a heartbreak kid, I'm a stickup kid
"Bang! Bang!" Tommy gun, you's a punk-ass bitch
Knocked out in one punch like a superhero
Paid up, crapped out, now you're back to zero
Boom, bing, pow; King Kong, no doubt
Like a prohibition, I'mma have to dry you out
You'll be picking up your teeth straight off of the ground
I'mma switch-blade shank, you know how word gets around
All bets are in, I see you roll the dice
Looks like another seven, it's the end of your life

Danny: You don't know what it's like to get your head lumped in
Funny Man: (To get your head lumped in!)
Danny: 'Cause you keep flapping those gums like you boss till we check your chin
Funny Man: (Until we check your chin!)
Danny: Oh no, you don't know what it's like to get your head lumped in
Funny Man: (To get your head lumped in!)
Danny: 'Cause you keep flapping those gums, so just run along
'Cause you don't want none

Johnny 3 Tears: It's no matter, just a matter of time
It don't matter to Three, it ain't no matter of mine
If you keep your mouth shut, then you'll be just fine
If you keep running gums, you better look out behind
You see U-N to the D-E-A-D
You got the full clip, it's just cocking empty
The cock of the walk, but you walked too far
Now your cock's on the block on the boulevard
I'm the J-O-H to the N-Y 3T
You lucky you ain't dead if you know they sent me

Danny: You don't know what it's like to get your head lumped in
Funny Man: (To get your head lumped in!)
Danny: 'Cause you keep flapping those gums like you boss till we check your chin
Funny Man: (Until we check your chin!)
Danny: Oh no, you don't know what it's like to get your head lumped in
Funny Man: (To get your head lumped in!)
Danny: 'Cause you keep flapping those gums, so just run along
'Cause you don't want none

U-N to the D-E-A-D
Charlie Scene: You got your fists raised, but your legs are shakey
Danny: U-N to the D-E-A-D
Charlie Scene: You know that I'm the shit, that's why you're trying to take me

We can go around the corner, I ain't catching a case
This will all be over quick, I'mma do what it takes
So you better know your role and never speak out of place
Or I'mma roll your ass up and smack the lips off your face
You better not run 'cause my bullets are faster
I'd never really hit a bitch, so I'm gonna smack you
This won't even be a fight 'cause I'm knocking you out
And my name ain't Dick, so keep it out of your mouth

Da Kurlzz and Danny: U-N to the D-E-A-D!
Charlie Scene: Let it be known, we do this shit on the daily
Da Kurlzz and Danny: U-N to the D-E-A-D!
Danny: No thanks, still serving you, baby

Personnel

Hollywood Undead
Additional
  • Dean Butterworth - drums
  • Ben Grosse - mixing
  • Bart Hendrickson - programming
  • BC Smith - keyboards, programming

Trivia

  • This song was recorded by Mark Kiczula at Studio Can AM, Tarzana, CA.
  • This song was mixed by Ben Grosse at the Mix Room, Burbank, CA.

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