1. |
Zlatoustine
00:36
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2. |
Intro/Three Yes Old
03:56
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3. |
The Age of Sin
02:46
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This is the age of sin
Reject the order of creation
Embrace the annihilation
Of man as the image of God
Destroy
Plot designs of death
Disfigure the face of man and woman
This is the age of sin
Disfigure the face of man and woman
This is the age of sin
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4. |
Level
03:48
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Do you know what goes on
In those warehouses
When they're cybernized
They go to the next level
If you don't agree
Static electricity
Will be your demise
It's just a innocent grocery trip
Do not return
To the first level
You will disappear
And will never leave
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5. |
Unicorn Crotch Syndrome
03:30
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6. |
Weight Lifting Lulu
02:14
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Sweet scented woman, your strange sounding name
Was Weight Lifting Lulu, but I'm not to blame
For putting the gun in your grand-daddy's hand
As he was imprinting your face in the sand.
The part of the pork chop that you left behind,
Has given me breakfast and rendered me blind;
I still want you, baby, and I miss you so much.
I hated your body, but I needed your touch.
Weight Lifting Lulu
Is under the lawn
Weight Lifting Lulu
Forever is gone
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Well, I was very fond, shall we say, of
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
Cocaine and vodka
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8. |
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Trucks and girls and beautiful dogs
My wife left me for my dog
He was too beautiful
Deborah, God is not merciful
They're going to move out of Wyoming
But they're the only people I know
Trucks and girls and beautiful dogs
I am going to the bar
To consume alcoholic beverages
Until I become intoxicated
Country life is overrated
Trucks and girls and beautiful dogs
The man at the bar walked up to me
He said "look at my truck son, can't you see"
I couldn't believe my tired eyes
It was a dog-eared surprise
Trucks and girls and beautiful dogs
My mind is in a fog
He married his own dog
The badlands of Wyoming
Are not safe for my hair combing
Trucks and girls and beautiful dogs
His dog stood in a wedding dress as he got up to leave
I said "you know son, that's going to make me heave"
I'm moving to Utah to live in the city
And never have to deal with dogs so pretty
Trucks and girls and beautiful dogs (chant endlessly)
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Hickory:
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Ephalo ephalo zephalo pod
Microsoft Sam:
I hear an obvious tape splice because Hickory fucked up the bass part. I hear a bassline. I hear Jean-Michel Jarre’s drum machine. I hear the last song on Nonchalance In The Land Of The Large And Flabby. I hear shitty music. I would prefer the James Gang. I would prefer “Funk #49”. This is a bad disco song. Disco does not usually contain tritones. What does the title even mean? It’s nowhere near as good as the new Godspeed You! Black Emperor album. Danny DeVito does not appear. This is not a metaphor for capitalism. I hear a synthesizer. I hear Hickory McCay using the British spelling of synthesiser.
I hear a bad Cecil Taylor impression, except performed on a Yamaha CS-80. Godspeed You! Black Emperor do not have a Yamaha CS-80. Oh no, is he going to perform a guitar solo? The synthesizer was already annoying enough.
I could not tell whether or not that was a guitar solo. There did not appear to be any notes.
Joe Walsh:
Well, I was very fond, shall we say, of cocaine and vodka.
Teacher:
Good morning, students! Wow, what a great turnout today!
Microsoft Sam:
Can you please play Funk #49? Joe Walsh is such greatest guitarist, songwriter, and American treasure. The Eagles needed Joe more than Joe needed the Eagles, that’s for sure! Forget the Eagles, forget Ringo and his All-Starr Band, when the virus gets through running its course, the James Gang must ride again. Nothing like a good ole Stratocaster in the hands of somebody who knows how to play it! Still my favorite song that they did, and to sound as good today as when they did it originally years ago! And what a blistering, different song for back then! Made me a James Gang fan for life.
Joe Walsh:
Akdov dna eniacoc fo, yas ew llahs, donf yrev saw I, llew. Well, I was very fond, shall we say, of cocaine and vodka.
Microsoft Sam:
This song is going on far too long.
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10. |
Ford Temple
02:17
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Please, don't make me blue.
I've got some scattered pictures of you and me spending the weekend.
They're in my mind and they're never going to come down.
There is something missing and I'm not so sure.
I've been all around the world,
I think there's just one place I should go.
So, Royce, Royce, Royce, Royce
Please, Royce, Royce, Royce, Royce,
Please, Royce, Royce, Royce, Royce,
We've gone to Hollywood.
Me and you.
We've gone to Hollywood.
Me and you.
We've gone to Hollywood.
Me and you.
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11. |
Lucy
02:01
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Reckless fashioning
I’m rationing until the morn
Rationing
You feel seaborne
But I’ve tried ushering before
I’m unfolding until dawn
Every conscription is hardcore
Like the door of a jar
Reckless fashioning
I miss your sawfish
It’s time we had some hogfish
Baby’s got no paddlefish
I don’t want to be stuck in null fleshing
You might think I’m oceangoing
You’re always entering when you lie
Will you hold tight and not go thrusting?
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FIVE INCHICS:
Heyday and five inchics, yo yo, YO yo yo
Right-brass, yo yo
Beating away in Minnesotosos
You’re telling me, all my fellow felines
Heyday and five inchics, yo yo, YO yo yo
Right-brass, yo yo
Beating away in Minnesotosos
You’re telling me, all my fellow felines
HOSPITAL BEDO-ALCHEMY:
The hospital is too big, too small
An entire hospital
The health of the workers could be drastically improved by building a whole new one
The employees and owners could even start over
The world is going to be so much better if the government can’t do something to the health of the workers
We’ve been trying to save the world for several decades
But the laws haven’t managed to protect the lives of the people
It’s possible that the laws of nature will do something to the lives of humanity, but we couldn’t prevent people from coming back to life
But in the end, the laws of nature have left us in the hands of demons
After getting used to the idea of creating an alchemy hospital and being forced to deal with the problem of the workers, he came to think his own problems may be much worse
Why bother worrying about the people here?
They won’t die if I don’t let them work
Maybe I can bring my own resources to work for the rest of the time
Maybe I can make them stay awake up to go to work for the workers at night
But I think I’ve lost my sense of time
Why bother taking time out to enjoy this night?
And why use my life to focus on the future?
I want to save this hospital
I want to save other people’s lives too
When you tell it to the doctors, they will see you as a cure-all, and they will find a way to take your lives out of your body
When you say these things, they will think you are a god
They will think you are insane, and yet you were just a man, and they will kill you if you do them
You mean you would do such a thing?
Of course I wouldn’t
And so it is, even though I’m the baddest of the poor, and this day is the most embarrassing of them all, I hope I’m not alone in that.
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13. |
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The wastebasket’s name was Ralph
The frog’s name was Kermit
I’m a Libertarian
And I want to legalize this
Kermit the Frog marries a wastepaper basket
Kermit the Frog marries a wastepaper basket
Kermit the Frog marries a wastepaper basket
Kermit the Frog marries a wastepaper basket
If you asked me “who is Ralph”
I’d say it’s the basket’s name
And then if I asked you “who is he marrying”
You would say the same
Kermit the Frog marries a wastepaper basket
Kermit the Frog marries a wastepaper basket
Kermit the Frog marries a wastepaper basket
Kermit the Frog marries a wastepaper basket
Ralph lays frozen on the cold, wet grass while Kermit’s knife pokes him
Kermit lays frozen in his bed while his husband chokes him
Ralph lays frozen on the cold, wet grass while Kermit’s knife pokes him
Kermit lays frozen in his bed while his husband chokes him
Kermit the Frog marries a wastepaper basket
Kermit the Frog marries a wastepaper basket
Kermit the Frog marries a wastepaper basket
Kermit the Frog marries a wastepaper basket
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14. |
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Okay
Okay
I saw a cop at the Denny’s
Shoving a Grand Slam into his pig-like mouth
And I had
I had
I saw a sign for Monster Energy
It said “buy one and get one free”
And I had
I had
And I had
I had
And I had
I had
A godsoean fouk
All over my sock
A godsoean fouk
I saw a particular shade of plaid
And I had
I had
Last night I saw a movie
As I recall it was a horror movie
And I had
I had
And I had
I had
A godsoean fouk
A godsoean fouk
Godsoean, all over my sock
I just ate a grape
Open a window and a breeze rolls in
And I had
I had
And I had
I had
Bruce Willis was dead
At the end of Sixth Sense
And I had
I had
And I had
I had
And I had
I had
And I had
I had
A godsoean fouk
All over my sock
A godsoean fouk
Over my, over my, over my sock
“Come gather 'round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown”
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15. |
Tropical Counselor
03:52
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Hey, Tropical Counselor!
Your air of indifference pleases me
That’s why I say
Tropical Counselor, keep dancing
Tropical Counselor, keep dancing
Tropical Counselor, keep dancing
Hey, Tropical Counselor!
You drive me nuts
I’m climbing up the walls
Keep on dancing, Tropical Counselor
Go on tour!
He drives me nuts
He drives my nuts
Tropical Counselor, driving my nuts!
Driving me nuts
Driving my nuts
This joke is not funny
Who wrote it?
I wrote it
You have a bad sense of humor
And your hair looks bad
You should be ashamed of yourself
It was done better on the last album
I’m glad I did
Because otherwise
How would you get to hear the word “nuts” on an R. Mutt and the Fountains album?
Only on the song “Tropical Counselor”
Tropical Counselor
Tropical Counselor
Tropical Counselor, dance some more
Tropical Counselor, dance some more
Tropical Counselor, dance some more
Tropical Counselor, dance some more
Tropical Counselor, dance some more
The tropical counselor
Went down to the record store
He bought a Fall album
And he ripped off the vocal style
And also to an extent the musical style
Of such songs as “Container Drivers”
And “Slates, Slags, etc.”
Then he watched an episode
Of SpongeBob SquarePants
Directed by Karleinz Stockhausen
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16. |
Macho Man
05:20
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Body, want to feel my body,
Body, baby, such a thrill, my body
Body, want to touch my body,
Body, baby, it's too much, my body
Body, check it out, my body, body,
Baby, don't you doubt, my body
Body, talking about my body, body,
Baby, checking out my body
Every man wants to be a macho man
To have the kind of body always in demand
Jogging in the mornings, go man go
Workouts in the health spa, muscles grow
You can best believe me
He's a macho man
Glad he took you down with anyone you can
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Body, it's so hot, my body,
Body, love to pop my body,
Body, love to please my body,
Body, don't you tease my body,
Body, you'll adore my body,
Body, come explore my body,
Body, made by God, my body,
Body, it's so good, my body
You can tell a macho, he has a funky walk
His western shirts and leather, always look so boss
Funky with his body, he's a king
Call him Mister Ego, dig his chains
You can best believe that he's a macho man
Likes to be the leader, he never dresses grand
Macho, macho man
I got to be a macho man
Macho macho man
I got to be a macho
Body, my body, body, want to feel my body
Body, baby, body, body, come and thrill my body
Body, baby, body, body, love to funk, my body
Body, baby, body, body, it's so hot, my body
Every man ought to be a macho, macho man
To live a life of freedom, machos make a stand
Have your own lifestyles and ideals
Possess the strength of confidence, that's the skill
You can best believe that he's a macho man
He's the special god son in anybody's land
Macho, macho man
I got to be a macho man
Macho macho man
I got to be a macho
I got to be a macho
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17. |
Homonaut
03:12
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I like to watch you sleep
Dancing to the reggae beat
Baby, you can ride a given
Homosexual
She says she loves my astronaut
But you already know I like you true
In front of your astronaut
In the scented suite
In the scented suite
So homosexual
So homosexual
You know the drill
You want to work it like a DJ
But you don’t want to go to the astronaut with me
On that chick who gave you cold feet
You know who I mean, in black clothes
Bye bye, let me say that you deserve me
I’ve seen you with your astronaut again
Hold up and attack me and I said
Oh happiness, oh happiness
Meet the astronaut at the door
Meet the astronaut at the door
In the scented suite
In the scented suite
So homosexual
So homosexual
You know the drill
You want to work it like a DJ
But you don’t want to go to the astronaut with me
On that chick who gave you cold feet
You know who I mean, in black clothes
A black velvet nightmare fantasy, digital and homosexual
A black velvet nightmare fantasy, digital and homosexual
In the scented suite
In the scented suite
So homosexual
So homosexual
You know the drill
You want to work it like a DJ
But you don’t want to go to the astronaut with me
On that chick who gave you cold feet
You know who I mean, in black clothes
We had the wind
We had the bloom
We had the astronaut
You play the homosexual teacher
First to the drug scene
Last to the homosexual club
I always said my heart
Would be cold
It makes me feel lucky
The lovers and the homosexual
It makes me feel lucky
The lovers and the homosexual
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LEW STEPPED OUTSIDE
If you see someone in your neighborhood and you think they might be gay
If you see someone in your neighborhood and you think they might be gay
Call Holy Lew Gay
If you see someone in your neighborhood and you think they might be queer
If you see someone in your neighborhood and you think they might be queer
Don’t call Holy Lew Ear
If you see someone in your neighborhood and you think they might be trans
If you see someone in your neighborhood and you think they might be trans
Call Hollinndagain
EDISTUO DEPPETS WEL
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19. |
Make America Mutt Again
04:03
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Hickory:
So great in every way, great in every way
America loves, America loves you
Yes, America loves you
No worries worry or worry
You got no thoughts that ever stray from home
And my little girl says America got the best home ever
Sweet, sweet America, you did it yourself
Sweet, sweet America, you got us
Sweet, sweet America, you did it yourself
It keeps us from getting up, the fear of America
Ezra:
The ha has
The hee hees
The old days
The ha has
The hee hees
The old days
The ha has
The hee hees
The old days
The ha has
The hee hees
The old days
The ha has
The hee hees
The old days
The ha has
The hee hees
The old days
The ha has
The hee hees
The old days
Hickory, Carson, and Ezra:
We want a world of surreal poetry
We want a world where people live happily
We want a world of surreal poetry
We want a world where people live happily
We want a world of surreal poetry
We want a world where people live happily
Ezra:
Fuck Trump and fuck you, man!
The Village People:
Young man, there's no need to feel down, I said
Young man, pick yourself off the ground, I said
Young man, cause you're in a new town
There's no need to be unhappy
Young man, there's a place you can go, I said
Young man, when you're short on your dough you can
Stay there and I'm sure you will find
Many ways to have a good time
It's fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.
It's fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.
They have everything for young men to enjoy
You can hang out with all the boys
It's fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.
It's fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.
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Microsoft Sam:
This song is shitty. I would rather hear the new Godspeed You! Black Emperor album. I wrote my own song, A Car on A Silver Log. That’s the song, the complete lyrics are “take it to the limit, Hickory “Funk #126,000” McCay!”
Hickory:
A car on a sliver log
I saw your mom
Pogo Wapsi, oh yeah, and the stomach bomb
A car on a sliver log
I saw your mom (how about 81 Poop Hatch?)
Pogo Wapsi, oh yeah, and the stomach bomb
The truck off a gold brick
You heard my dad
Beanbag Tocattano, lasagne, without an anus party
The truck off a gold brick
You heard my dad
Beanbag Tocattano, lasagne, without an anus party
Yeah, we’re going to an anus party
Yeah, we’re going to an anus party
Yeah, we’re going to an anus party
Yeah, we’re going to an anus party, yeah!
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21. |
Crack Defendant
03:47
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Average crack defendant
Average crack defendant
Average crack defendant
Average crack defendant
Average crack defendant wrote you a song
100 years or more long
That’s how long it’ll take him
To get back to your arms
I hope you’re happy now
I hope you’re happy now, Maggie
I hope you’re happy now, Ronnie
Average crack defendant
Average crack defendant
Average crack defendant
Average crack defendant
Average crack defendant gets out of jail; fucks mother, kills father
Average pot defendant and average coke defendant do the same
Only my best friends
I hope you’re happy now
I hope you’re happy now, Mommy
I hope you’re happy now, Daddy
Average crack defendant
Average crack defendant
Average crack defendant
Average crack defendant
Average meth defendant gets out of jail; kills both parents
Kills self too
Kills 7 billion people
That’s as many as four tens
And that’s terrible
Only communism has killed more people than average crack defendant
I hope you’re happy now
I hope you’re happy now, Karl
I hope you’re happy now, Joseph
Average crack defendant
Average crack defendant
Average crack defendant
Average crack defendant
Average crack defendant costs us more money than any man living
Even the president
We will steal from a small business
Average coke defendant sells Herbalife products
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22. |
Surfing The Stoned Life
02:52
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Yeah!
I’m surfing the stoned life
Yeah!
I’m surfing the stoned life
It may look like I’m listening to Tales From Topographic Oceans, but I’m not
It may look like I’m listening to Tales From Topographic Oceans, but I’m not
I’m surfing the stoned life
I’m surfing the stoned life
It may look like I’m listening to Tales From Topographic Oceans, but I’m not
It may look like I’m listening to Tales From Topographic Oceans, but I’m not
I’m surfing the stoned life
Bridge!
Craving penetrations offer links to the self instructor’s sharp and tender love
I’m surfing the stoned life
I’m surfing the stoned life
You and I
You and I
Living together
Loving forever
Surfing the stoned life
Surfing the stoned life
Guitar!
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23. |
Mobile Fetus on Street
02:48
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Well, as a conservative I was walking down the liberal streets
Seeing all the homeless, I gritted my teeth
But then all of a sudden, I spot a dude in a corny mobile phone suit
I try to call Holy Lew Gay and the dude says “how rude”
Then I call Ron DeSantis
To say “this guy looks like a gay praying mantis”
But after I scoff saying “gay”, Ron says “how crude”
He says “you said something that’s against the law
Because in Florida you can kiss a dog’s paw, worship Tim McGraw, or even snort coke through a straw
But you can’t say anything about sex
Or the way the non-binary dress
Or you’re under arrest”
I said I agreed
But I asked about abortion
I said “you know the liberals will legalize that contraceptive potion”
Ron said “no, because we have Mobile Fetus”
I asked “does he believe in the LORD or Jesus
Because I’m sure if he did, we’d all team up
And say giddyup, Trump 2024”
“Yes”, he explained,
“Right near the remains of those trains that we blew up because they voted for socialist Biden
Is Mobile Fetus, a dude in a costume that honks his car horn
As he vroom-vrooms to work, causing a commotion, at his job protesting to ban abortion
You can call his landline to report an abortion
So, let’s conquer the left’s plan for that contraceptive potion”
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24. |
Rock 'n' Roll
03:23
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Saw a Korn sticker on a limousine
If that’s who’s running this whole scene
I shall be very disappointed
And talk to the manager
So I talked to the manager
He was very short; he had no arms or legs
He was wearing a tiny hat
He looked like a Fisher-Price man
Rock and roll
So I asked him, “what do you know about this thing called rock and roll”
He said “I know an egg from a corn, sonny boy”
Then he locked me in the gym
I had to live on bleacher dirt
I was there for 225 years
The rock and roll lifestyle has blinded me
Now I know about cocaine and crack
And how they’ll make you kill your mother
Rock and roll
Cocaine and crack
Wait, start again
I saw a Deadhead sticker on a Cadillac
Now I know about cocaine and crack
And Breyer P-Orrige’s ultimate plan
To make every set of two non-binary people dye their hair in the same way
Deadhead sticker on a Cadillac
Now I know about cocaine and crack
Crack defendant
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25. |
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Oh, where could a man hide?
Doughnuts swiftly launched in Moon dimes
Glasgow butterscotch Chardonnay
Horseshoe covering
Dracula pearls with bamboo hotels
The staunch pilot interrupted by 301 ear
Plastic refried elephants looming
689 haunted road
Lukewarm centipede drilled among the many
Asparagus limbs swaying
Then spiky friless rifle basil abound
The mahogany autumn tendril camels soar
Obituary soldiers pry in gloom light
Pickled New Zealand
Sexism, lentils
Holes, lunules, jack-o-lantern
Tundra exhaust
Zip-Oo-Zop-Ay-O
Oh nonetheless, friends these days
Casserole Martians Unite!
A million glares of spongy scissors
Calm, collected, proud
Years and years of sun-kissed sergeants
Periwinkle Las Vegas
In these olden times
Units of funambulist sea divers lurching
She tasted like an oregano lisp
She tastes of chartreuse dental turrets
Ten whips to the almighty brain
Why so many centuries of poppyseeds?
Old elf lady in a polka-dotted nuthatch-kept dog-eared refrigerator corset
The mysterious corpse shape-shifted into a Walgreens bag the color of mom’s toucan
Priscilla boogies in the bare aluminum midnight horizon
501 Sheep Scare Rd
Depression inside a kneecap
Drained from Ghetto Cowboy’s automobile factory
Pale as a book
Hail is a book
Omphlundra, osundra, zequilizer
Oh, dear ambulance
Won’t you arrive tonight?
I’m stuck in a bright fright
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26. |
Zappa's Mouth
04:39
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Announcer: "Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome one and all, to our first scientific discovery! It's Frank Zappa's mouth!"
Dad: "Ow! Look out while you're riding around that black hole on your hoverboard, Junior!"
Little kid: "Why, Daddy?"
Dad: "Because it's Frank Zappa's fucking mouth! It's a black hole! Isn't that amazing?"
Mom, interrupting Dad: "Stu, what did I say about cussing in the house?!"
Little kid: "It's okay, Daddy. Because isn't a fucking just like a ring pop candy?"
Mom: "Look what you made him do, Stu. Now let's talk about our divorce in the other room".
Little kid: "A miniature horse?!"
Dad: "Marge, you just have to understand that the aura of Frank Zappa has been living in our house!"
Mom: "Let's dial down on your psychedelics then!"
Dad: "That's Frank Zappa!"
Frank Zappa: "I'm Frank Zappa, and I don’t use drugs!"
Oh, did you hear the news?
Not do confuse you, but they've announced that Zappa's mouth is a black hole
They found when they searched through his soul
Besides the obscenities and foul language we apologize you have to anguish through
Besides the music that doesn't sound anything like Cheap Trick, mind you
Besides the sex jokes
Which are so not woke
That after laughing so hard
All I can do is choke
It's Zappa's foul mouth, Zappa's foul mouth
Zappa's foul mouth, Zappa's foul mouth
Zappa's foul mouth, Zappa's foul mouth
Zappa's foul mouth, Zappa's foul mouth
Zappa's foul mouth, Zappa's foul mouth
Zappa's foul mouth, Zappa's foul mouth
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27. |
Pink Cream '69
03:16
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Strange as Atom Heart Mother
But oh Lord my sweet lover
Sometimes it feels like I can't listen to Wheels Of Fire
I say not another time (time)
Because it feels like I'm trapped in a time traveling box set to 1969 (1969)
Living life with the Eagles (Eagles)
And Cream (Cream)
It must be a dream (must be a dream)
It's so surreal and obscene (surreal and obscene)
Yet somehow I also hear Pink Floyd (Pink Floyd)
Which is funny because the other bands I want to avoid
Oh Lord, I was singing about
Pink (Pink)
Cream (Cream)
'69 ('69)
Pink (Pink)
Cream (Cream)
'69 ('69)
Smoking some LSD (LSD)
Beneath a hazy tree (hazy tree)
When I spot a piece of space debris (debris)
Oh no, it looks like Jerry Garcia!
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28. |
Elemental Child
04:36
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Torch girl of the marshes
Her kiss is a whip of the moon
Dawn's damsels are dancing
To the hum of her sunny young tune
How, how
Elemental Child
How, how, yeah, yeah
Elemental Child
Gems hemmed in the heart's head
The shield of the rivers is hers
She once told me to think white
And the night disappeared like a bird
How, how
Elemental Child
How, how, yeah, yeah
Elemental Child
Hold the glove of gold behind you
Love the love of Truth
Torch girl of the marshes
Her kiss is a whip of the moon
Dawn's damsels are dancing
To the hum of her sunny young tune
How, how
Elemental Child
How, how, yeah, yeah
Elemental Child
Gems hemmed in the heart's head
The shield of the rivers is hers
She once told me to think white
And the night disappeared like a bird
How, how
Elemental Child
How, how, yeah, yeah
Elemental Child
Hold the glove of gold behind you
Love the love of Truth
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29. |
Satan Was A Lesbian
02:21
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30. |
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Carolynn will you come?
Carolynn will you come?
I've begun to fall in love
Carolynn give you fun
Carolynn give you fun
I've begun to fall in love
Carolynn will you come?
Carolynn will you come?
My heart is swollen up with you
It's all so very new
Carolynn will you come?
Carolynn will you come?
I've begun to fall in love
Carolynn will you come?
Carolynn will you come?
I've begun to fall in love
Carolynn will you come?
Carolynn will you come?
My heart is overflowing now
I'm satisfied somehow
Carolynn will you come?
Carolynn will you come?
I've begun to fall in love
I've begun to fall in love
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31. |
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If you see me walking down the line
With my favorite honky tonk in mind
Well, I'll be here around supper time
With my can of dinner and a bunch of fine
Beer drinkers and hell raisers, yeah
Baby, don't you want to come with me?
And the crowd gets loud
When the band gets right
Steel guitar crying through the night
Yeah, trying to cover up the corner fight
But everything's cool because they're just tight
Beer drinkers and hell raisers, yeah
Baby, don't you want to come with me?
The joint was jumping like a cat on hot tin
Lord, I thought the floor was gonna give in
Soundin' a lot like a House Congressional
Cause we're experimental and professional
Beer drinkers, hell raisers, yeah
Well, baby don't you want to come with me?
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32. |
Bad Idea/The Classical
05:00
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It was a bad idea calling you up
Was such a bad idea, now I'm even more lost
It was a bad idea to think you were the one
Was such a bad idea, now everything's wrong
You put your hands under my shirt
Undid my bra and said these words
"Darling, you're so pretty, it hurts"
You pushed me up against my wall
Threw my clothes down on the floor
"Darling, are you ready for more?"
It was a bad idea calling you up
Was such a bad idea, I'm totally fucked
It was a bad idea to think I could stop
Was such a bad idea, I can't get enough
It was a bad idea meeting you so late
Was such a bad idea, I can't think straight
It was a bad idea to bring you back home
Was such a bad idea, I need to be alone
You put your hands under my shirt
Undid my bra and said these words
"Darling, you're so pretty, it hurts"
You pushed me up against my wall
Threw my clothes down on the floor
"Darling, are you ready for more?"
It was a bad idea calling you up
Was such a bad idea, I'm totally fucked
It was a bad idea to think I could stop
Was such a bad idea, I can't get enough
Bad idea, bad idea
Bad idea, bad idea
You put your hands under my shirt
Undid my bra and said these words
"Darling, you're so pretty, it hurts"
You pushed me up against my wall
Threw my clothes down on the floor
You said "Darling, are you ready for more?"
It was a bad idea calling you up
Was such a bad idea, I'm totally fucked
It was a bad idea calling you up
Was such a bad idea, I'm totally fucked
It was a bad idea to think I could stop
Was such a bad idea, I can't get enough
I just left the Hotel Amnesia
I had to go there
Where it is I can't remember
But now I can remember, now I can remember
Hafta! Hafta!
Message for yer! Message for yer!
Too much reliance on girl here
On girls here, behind every shell-actor
Snobbier Snobbier
Too much romantic here
I destroy romantics, actors
Kill it!
Kill it!
Kill it!
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