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Ron Ely
03:16
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Fill the belly with breakfast marshmallow
Pop a tart cold glass of milk
Now claim your spot on the floor and dial that picture in
Ya’ know this day’s at least half accounted for
So lock the doors the water spins
I can barely stand the suspense white knuckle clinging to shins
At 8 o’clock The green God screams your day shall begin
Oh oh ooh oh oh
Yeah-yeah
Red button delight
Fill the belly today heavy snacker
Ape man cowboy Z from steel
Everything a kid could ask for stuffed in one ass kicking pill
All my needs fulfilled save en garde
Monsieur pussy cat Quimby’s thrill
Oh oh oooh oh oh
Crambo yeah-yeah
One day that poor cat will win
Why’s that Pac-Man show so gay
Smurfs up next time for Atari break
Won’t let them meddling kids ruin my day
Even at six that dog so hard to take
Winding down but what’s left a stone cold classic
Parade of light and wicked skill
All my dreams will come but right now light saber’s all, want it real
A chicken hawk is bitching I hope that coyote gets his fill
60’s Tarzan staring Ron Ely, Cheetah and Jai
60’s Tarzan staring Ron Ely tell me why
60’s Tarzan staring Ron Ely, Cheetah and Jai
60’s Tarzan staring Ron Ely tell me why
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2. |
Rebelles Suivere
03:57
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I want to get a little more attention
I want to give my image some dimension
Showing honor compels me
I’ll take your art and all your creation
I’ll wear your life… draw my pride from your invention
Rebelles suivuer
I must express my individuality
Sadly, don’t have a clue what that might be
Think you could take care of that for me
I’ll find a cause to put you to work on
So they can see how much I believe
Rebelles suivuer
I’ll take your art and all your creation
I’ll wear your life… draw my pride from your invention
Rebelles suivuer
I like to claim it’s to honor a dead friend
Never fails…. Going home with a dumb bitch again
Rebelles suivuer
Oh, I’m all tatted
Oh, I’m all tatted up
Oh, I’m all tatted
Oh, I’m all tatted up
Oh, I’m all tatted
Oh, I’m all tatted up
Oh, I’m all tatted
Oh, I’m all tatted up
Oh, I’m all tatted
Oh, I’m all tatted up
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3. |
Tick Taint Blues
02:03
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Verse I
Life is good, Life is great
Got a beer in my hand and some meat on the grate
we could spend a couple days just putting hooks into bait
Oh no oh shit, I got a tick on my taint
Chorus
Got a tick in my taint oh whatcha gonna do
Drop trou lean down light a match and hope to..
See that tick go up in flames, burn in hell you demon
Do me a favor save me from the Tick taint blues
Verse II
Now my dick is feeling worried about the bugs that be scurrying
Up my pants my fanny dances while I'm itching up a flurry
I had a tick in my taint now I know where it ain't cuz it caught the business end of my pocket blade.
Nothings there but my dick don't care cuz I'm making sure it ain't there.
Verse III
See that tick go up in flames
Burn in hell you demon
Do me a favor save me from the Tick taint blues
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4. |
Second Favorite Team
04:26
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Verse I
Gave him the ball, he chucked the ball, spotted mutt chomped it all. .
A young boys prized possession...
Knock off nerf stamped logo of my second favorite team
throwing dead-eye spirals from a matrix dream. . . Phil Bruce fucked up the scene...
Chorus
Heart was crushed and a hero fell...6 years old trained not to tell...on a third grade monster. Unknown accomplice stole the show
Saliva and teeth snatching in flow
would never fly the same, couldn't even read the name of my second favorite team...
Verse II
The chase is on before the ball gets gone, Down the hill and across the field, son-of-a-bitch failed to yield.
Wrestled it back damage done, full of holes and spit want to get the gun.
Verse III
Bell rang and I am in deep, recess lady did not buy the tale
Sent straight to childhood jail, administered beating a paddle full of nails,
Bolt-necked principal beat me down 'till I forgot my name....
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Thunderpumper
03:29
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That big old bad boy he broke my line today
That big ol' bad boy he broke my line again today
Well if it happens again tomorrow I'll throw my whole damn rig away
That big ol' bad boy he gonna eat real good
Yeah, that big old bad boy he gonna eat real good
He gonna wish he never met me and so will all his brood
Crawler, minnow, cricket, maggot
spinner, spoon, crankbait, top water, let him have it all
Until he comes to call
come hell or high water that pig be on my wall
Up extra early got a beat that light
Said I'm up extra early I got to beat that light
It's a good day for fishing ain't nowhere he can hide
Thump thump he's knocking that Texas rig is it
Thump thump he's knocking that Texas rig is the trick
Oh now he's running put near ripped off his lips
Zigzag splash splash lines out about to take a bath
Wooooo oooo that big bad boy can run
But when I finally got him in he nothing but a god damn drum
Thunder Pumper
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6. |
Heyward
04:33
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Verse I
You were gonna be the next big thing...
Tall, dark, long and lean
Lay em' all down for a mess of a swing
Taking a chance oh taking a chance...false Ken Griffey romance
Probably bat around .188, can-o-corn, can-o-corn
Hurlers new best friend, plate struggles yet to end
Not worth the wait, charge em' extra at the gate
Chorus
Uh- ohh - u h - oh we've been fooled again...just go away, since you've never been.
swigging suds to forget the duds and the price we beg to pay
Walk off winner nah swing thru a spinner...
The boys' to play another day
Verse II
Head case, how many left on base
pray to cobb for a walk, 3 k's on the night another season down the drain now who will stake a claim
Snagging hot liners and throwin' flames, can't hit they will forget your name...'nother adonis the curveball tamed....
Verse III
Desperate GM might roll the dice, past scorned teams burned thrice
Swing and a miss with a man on third, baseball sense of a steamy turd
Built like a juiced up Jim Rice, at twenty times the price, batting totals not so nice.
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7. |
Love at the Liquor Store
03:40
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Yeah it’s true
She’s callin’ on an old friend to cure the blue
Clad in armor of aluminum… a crest of gold
She new him well… she knew him cold
Sure he knocked her around now and then
But he always had a way… always had an in
But this day it all would change
As he called her back a new force engaged
She found love at the liquor store
She found love at the liquor store
Don’t need that slop no more
Dazed and glazed slick auburn hair
She got caught in the midst of a bashful stare
He was there for paper and flame
If fate allows she will now do the same
Well… That old boy goin’ right back up on the shelf
That right he goin’… that’s right that’s right he’s going back
For this day it was all to change
As he called her back a new force engaged
She found love at the liquor store
She found love at the liquor store
Don’t need that slop no more
Yeah it’s true
She’s callin’ on an old friend to cure the blue
Clad in armor of aluminum… a crest of gold
She new him well… she knew him cold
Sure he knocked her around now and then
But he always had a way… always had an in
But this day it all would change
As he called her back a new force engaged
She found love at the liquor store
She found love at the liquor store
She found love at the liquor store
She don’t need that slop no more
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Verse I
Bondage for treasure, fleeting western pleasure
Never calm, always a storm
Bondage for treasure, fleeting western pleasure
Never calm, always a storm
but the show must go on, rube's still buying the con
Chorus
Oooh oooh oooh ooh
More fuel for the machines, stop everything
More fuel for the machines, stop everything
Verse II
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three-piece exploring the concepts of our journey through the lens of introspection. . . . handful of 40 something jerks making music. . .
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