Rip Taylor Is God
Bloodhound Gang Lyrics
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This is Rip Taylor
Hey there sprinkle genies!
Haha!
Did you know that midgets make up a small percentage of the population?
Hah!
Not half, up to here, HAHA HEY!
Woo
But seriously, don't you think it's time we had a female president?
With big gazooms? Tatee tattoo tees?
Tatta ta too tatas?
Baba bing bangs?
Big jugs, get it?
Hello Dolly
Is this microphone on? Hello? Anybody out there can they hear me?
Somebody call my agent, my hair is lifting!
Please, what am I doing here?
You're probably saying to yourself
"Why the HELL would a comedic virtuoso like, Rip Taylor,
Want anything to do with those half-witted white trash crotch
Goblins The Bloodhound Gang?"
Oh! Well listen folks, the answer is very simple..
Haha... American cashito, dollareenies, no cheques!
They paid me you hiney hopper why else?
Oh I'm getting moist!
I mean come on, let's face it kids, pardon me... but they are
A bunch of knuckleheads!
The lyrics of Bloodhound Gang's song "Rip Taylor Is God" opens with the voice of Rip Taylor greeting his audience in a jovial manner. He makes a joke about the percentage of midgets in the population before making a sarcastic comment on having a female president with big gazooms. The mood quickly shifts as Rip Taylor becomes confused and anxious, questioning why he is there and if the microphone is working. He breaks character and addresses his audience, asking if they can hear him and to call his agent since his hair is lifting.
The lyrics reveal a self-awareness that seems to parody the celebrity culture and the entertainment industry. Rip Taylor's questioning of why he is there, followed by his admission of doing it for the money, reflects the superficiality of the industry. The use of comedic language and euphemisms, such as "big gazooms," are combined with his confusion to create a sense of absurdity. Overall, the song seems to be a commentary on the emptiness of celebrity, the commodification of art, and American culture's excesses.
Line by Line Meaning
Hey! Da dee dada dee da da
Introducing the song with a cheerful and upbeat tone
This is Rip Taylor
Announcing that the singer is Rip Taylor
Hey there sprinkle genies!
Addressing the listeners in a playful way
Haha!
Expressing laughter in response to something humorous
Did you know that midgets make up a small percentage of the population?
Asking a rhetorical question about the demographic status of people with dwarfism
Hah!
Expressing laughter again
Not half, up to here, HAHA HEY!
Clarifying that the percentage is not exactly half, but still relatively small
But seriously, don't you think it's time we had a female president?
Asking a thought-provoking question about gender equality in politics
With big gazooms? Tatee tattoo tees?
Making a crude joke about the physical attributes of a hypothetical female president
Tatta ta too tatas?
Continuing the crude joke with more lewd language
Baba bing bangs?
Using more provocative language to make the same crude joke
Big jugs, get it?
Repeating the punchline of the joke in a more explicit way
Hello Dolly
Referencing the famous musical to show familiarity with popular culture
Is this microphone on? Hello? Anybody out there can they hear me?
Pretending to check the microphone and interact with the audience
Somebody call my agent, my hair is lifting!
Jokingly complaining about personal appearance in a self-deprecating way
Please, what am I doing here?
Expressing confusion about the situation or context of being on stage
You're probably saying to yourself
Imagining the audience's reaction to the performance
"Why the HELL would a comedic virtuoso like, Rip Taylor,
want anything to do with those half-witted white trash crotch
goblins The Bloodhound Gang?"
Imagining a hypothetical question from the audience and answering it in a sarcastic and derogatory way
Oh! Well listen folks, the answer is very simple..
Interrupting the imaginary question to provide an actual answer
Haha... American cashito, dollareenies, no cheques!
Making a joke about being paid in US dollars instead of another currency
They paid me you hiney hopper why else?
Jokingly implying that the only reason for appearing on stage is to receive payment
Oh I'm getting moist!
Continuing the crude and provocative humor with a sexual reference
I mean come on, let's face it kids, pardon me... but they are
a bunch of knuckleheads!
Insulting the Bloodhound Gang in a vulgar and childish way
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: JAMES M. FRANKS, MICHAEL BOWE
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