Bar-b-q pope

I, calypso

Yay! Yay! Yaaaay!
Yay! Yay! Yaaaay!

I shot the bar-b-q man
I shot the bar-b-q
They shot the Pope
They shot his ass
He's holdin' out
That where it's at

Yay! Yay! Yaaaay!
Yay! Yay! Yaaaay!

I went behind my van last night (?)
I woke up sad (?)
They shot the Pope
They shot the Pope's ass
They shot the Pope and I feel good.

Yay! Yay! Yaaaay!
Yay! Yay! Yaaaay!

I, calypso
I feel you
And I wonder why
You exist
And I try to cry
I, calypso
again and again
I, calypso
I got you under my bin, that's why
I, calypso
I, calypso
I, calypso
I, calypso