Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Technical Foul’ by Adam Sandler. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of Adam Sandler or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
If you’re comin’ from the street with dirty shoes on your feet
That’s a technical foul
If you switch the radio to some (?) music show
That’s a technical foul
If you don’t shut the door
After using the frigerator
That’s a technical foul
A technical foul
If you touch the thermostat
You’ll get hit with a bat
Cause that’s a technical foul
(You will feel my wrath)
If your hair clogs the drain
You’ll know the meaning of pain
Cause that’s a technical foul
(I’ll show you no mercy)
Ho, this is such bullshit-ah!
Hey!
In this house we say bull STICK
Or it’s a technical foul
A technical foul
If I don’t spray Lysol after moving a bowel
That’s a technical foul
If I decide to wash my ass with your monogram towel
That’s a technical foul
(Please say hiney!)
If I make fun of your crazy feeties
Or give sugar cookies to Miss Diabetes
That’s not really a technical foul
But possibly a homicide
Can I sleep past three?
If you do, you’ll get a T!
Take a whiz in those flowers?
I’ll say hit the showers!
Use this horn as a bong?
Adios, Tommy Chong!
Make some long distance calls?
You’ll get a kick in the balls!
Oops!
Can I walk around with my morning erection?
If you want an automatic ejection
Cause that’s a technical foul
But I’d like to see it anyway
Just kidding
There are certain rules which apply in one’s life
With your sister, friends, or imaginary wife
(Adam)
I can’t believe I haven’t killed myself
Here with Wigs McGee and the Furry Elf
She’s (???) and he’s so small
How did I get stuck in this shit hole?
Guess I’ll have to deal with your demands
But please don’t touch me with your alien hands
(Whitey)
(??) carries over beyond my court
Whether you’re a Jewish guy, (???) or especially short
I think I’ll sing to my (???)
My imaginary wife is named (???)
(Elenore)
They took my wig
I remember the look in their eyes
Why, oh why
Won’t someone retreive my wig, wig, wig
I got no right to growl
Watch out, she’s on the prowl
Without my wig, I look like an owl
Hoo hoo!
(Oh my God!)
Don’t laugh at her!
Or it’s a technical foul
A technical foul
A technical foul