Lazy Sunday 2 by The Lonely Island Lyrics
[Verse 1: Andy Samberg, Chris Parnell & Both]
Lazy Sunday
Slept right through my alarm
Activate Siri and say “Call Parns"
Who dis?
It’s me, man
Yo Samberg, kick facts
Tonight is the night
Broadway? Sister Act
The show’s not ’til later
Let’s murk some brunch
I know a cute French place
Meet me outside Crunch
My core is ripped
That workout was trill
Man I can almost taste those mimosas for real
The menu changes at three
We’d better start jammin’
I love to have brunch more than McAdams loves Channing
[Break: Chris Parnell]
Dubstep
[Verse 2: Andy Samberg, Chris Parnell & Both]
Two fifty-nine
Made it on a technicality
Eggs benedict
No yolk
Less calories
The plating is cray
I detect sage butter
How you wanna pay Chris?
Go Dutch, motherfucker!
[Hook: Andy Samberg, Chris Parnell & Both]
Go to Sister Act
Like a pistol whack
Buck wild in the streets
Off a sixer pack
We go to Sister Act
Like we got racks on racks
‘Cause once you buy ‘em
You can’t give your tickets back
[Spoken Interlude: Andy Samberg & Chris Parnell]
Yo, hold up, hold up
Hey, yo, Chris, we’re gonna have to hit ‘em with some new shit for 2012, my dude
So why don’t you drop it on ‘em like right now?
Allow me to reintroduce myself
[Verse 3: Andy Samberg, Chris Parnell & Both]
My name is Parns
P to the A-arns
Scooping bargains
Up at all the Pottery Barns
Young Sandwich and I came to catch reck
Still waitin’ on a fucking YouTube check
Don’t mess with Magnolia ’cause the line’s too long
Plus it bumps with my cleanse
Now back to the song
Yo, peep the marquee
They some funny ass nuns
We got ninety-nine problems
But this sitch ain’t one
Sneak in the flask
Filled with sweet Vermouth
We take more shots in the theater
Than John Wilkes Booth
Flip-up binocs
‘Cause we’re cultural mavens
Lights dim and we scream out
That’s so Raven
[Hook: Andy Samberg, Chris Parnell & Both]
Go to Sister Act
Like a pistol whack
All up in the theater
Like aristocrats
We gonna Sister Act
Like we got racks on racks
‘Cause once you buy ‘em
You can’t give your tickets back
[Outro: Andy Samberg & Chris Parnell]
On these New York streets
I honed my fake rap penmanship
That’s how it began
And that’s how I’ma finish it
Lazy Sunday
Slept right through my alarm
Activate Siri and say “Call Parns"
Who dis?
It’s me, man
Yo Samberg, kick facts
Tonight is the night
Broadway? Sister Act
The show’s not ’til later
Let’s murk some brunch
I know a cute French place
Meet me outside Crunch
My core is ripped
That workout was trill
Man I can almost taste those mimosas for real
The menu changes at three
We’d better start jammin’
I love to have brunch more than McAdams loves Channing
[Break: Chris Parnell]
Dubstep
[Verse 2: Andy Samberg, Chris Parnell & Both]
Two fifty-nine
Made it on a technicality
Eggs benedict
No yolk
Less calories
The plating is cray
I detect sage butter
How you wanna pay Chris?
Go Dutch, motherfucker!
[Hook: Andy Samberg, Chris Parnell & Both]
Go to Sister Act
Like a pistol whack
Buck wild in the streets
Off a sixer pack
We go to Sister Act
Like we got racks on racks
‘Cause once you buy ‘em
You can’t give your tickets back
[Spoken Interlude: Andy Samberg & Chris Parnell]
Yo, hold up, hold up
Hey, yo, Chris, we’re gonna have to hit ‘em with some new shit for 2012, my dude
So why don’t you drop it on ‘em like right now?
Allow me to reintroduce myself
[Verse 3: Andy Samberg, Chris Parnell & Both]
My name is Parns
P to the A-arns
Scooping bargains
Up at all the Pottery Barns
Young Sandwich and I came to catch reck
Still waitin’ on a fucking YouTube check
Don’t mess with Magnolia ’cause the line’s too long
Plus it bumps with my cleanse
Now back to the song
Yo, peep the marquee
They some funny ass nuns
We got ninety-nine problems
But this sitch ain’t one
Sneak in the flask
Filled with sweet Vermouth
We take more shots in the theater
Than John Wilkes Booth
Flip-up binocs
‘Cause we’re cultural mavens
Lights dim and we scream out
That’s so Raven
[Hook: Andy Samberg, Chris Parnell & Both]
Go to Sister Act
Like a pistol whack
All up in the theater
Like aristocrats
We gonna Sister Act
Like we got racks on racks
‘Cause once you buy ‘em
You can’t give your tickets back
[Outro: Andy Samberg & Chris Parnell]
On these New York streets
I honed my fake rap penmanship
That’s how it began
And that’s how I’ma finish it