harry hook is real - cocaine hippos

Say no to the yeyo
Say no to the yeyo no no

Cocaine hippos
Where red wine flows
Like caviar on pizza
Colombian snow
Don't melt you know
Hey Pablo pleased to meet you
The day, the day she is for play
The night she is my teacher
Get our hands
On that contraband
It's powdered gold, eureka
Powdered gold eureka

Say no
To the yeyo
Say no no
To the yeyo no no

Me and Jo were with the Comancheros
We received that snow white order
But the boys and their expensive toys
Were waiting on the border
The day the day she is for play
The night is a marauder
They said
Get our hands on the contraband
And wear this voice recorder
Wear this voice recorder

Say no
To the yeyo
Say no no
To the yeyo no no
Say no
To the yeyo
Say no no
To the yeyo no no

Well sun went down on Broadbeach
As the Mongols came to score
We set up the meeting place
In Choi's behind closed doors
Jo bought the blow but let them know
That I was about to record
Pistols fired from the opposite side
I wound up on the floor
Bleeding out I gave a shout
To the boys down in the shade
My last thought was wondering
Who'd be dancing on my grave

Say no
To the yeyo
Say no
To the yeyo no no
Say no
To the yeyo
Say no no
To the yeyo no no

Cocaine hippos
Where red wine flows
Like caviar on pizza
Columbian snow don't melt you know
Hey Pablo I think they beat you
The day the day she fades away
Like all endangered creatures
The night was right, my end is in sight
Peace at last eureka
Peace at last eureka
Peace at last eureka

Written by:
Harry Hookey

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