Lyrical Breakdown of Egg Man - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Egg Man" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Beastie Boys weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Egg Man" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
• Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that Beastie Boys employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
• Syllable Pattern Insights: Dive deeper into the structural elements of the lyrics. See how the syllable count varies across the song, adding a unique rhythm and flow to Beastie Boys's narrative.

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Ah, yeah I looked out the window seen his bald head Ran to the fridge and pulled out an egg Scoped him with my scopes, he had no hair Launched that shot and he was caught out there Saw the convertible driving by I loaded up the slingshot, let one fly He went for his to find he didn't have one Put him in check, correct, with my egg-gun The egg, a symbol of life I go inside your house and bust out your wife I pulled out the jammy, he thought it was a joke The trigger, I pulled, his face, the yolk Reached in his pocket, took all his cash Left my man standing with the egg mustache Suckers, they come a dime a dozen When I say dozen, you know what I'm talkin' about, boy Yeah, that's right, I'm the Egg Man Driving around King of the town Always got my windows rolled down Ready to throw You know, I'm the Egg Man Once upon a time Humpty Dumpty was a big fat egg He was playing the wall, then he broke his leg Tossed it out the window, three minutes hot Hit the Rastaman, he said, Bloodclot! Which came first, the chicken or the egg? I egged the chicken, and then I ate his leg Riding the trains, in between cars When I pull out the station, you're gonna get yours Drive-by eggings, plaguing LA "Yo, you just got my little cousin, ese!" Sometimes hard-boiled, sometimes runny Comes from a chicken, not a bunny, dummy People laugh, it's no joke My name's Yauch and I'm throwing the yolk Now they got me in a cell, but I don't care It was then that I got caught catching people out there Up on the roof, in my car, up all night I'm going through science like Dolemite The Mack (who?) I'm the Egg Man Taxi driver? I'm the Egg Man Egg Man, Egg Man We all dressed in black, we snuck up around the back We began to attack, the eggs did crack on Haze's back Sam I am, down with the program Green eggs and ham, Yosemite Sam Come Halloween, you know I come strapped I throw it at a sucker, k-pap! You made the mistake and judge a man by his race You go through life with egg on your face Woke up in the morning, peculiar feeling Looked up and saw egg dripping from the ceiling The family, punk rocks, the businessman I'll dog everybody with the egg in my hand Not like the crack that you put in a pipe But crack on your forehead, here's a towel, now wipe Egg Man, Egg Man, Egg Man, Egg Man, Egg Man, Egg Man Egg Man, Egg Man, Egg Man, Egg Man, Egg Man, Egg Man Egg Man, Egg Man, Egg Man, Egg Man, Egg Man Egg Man!