Help Me I'm Hungry
Until my tensions feed me (Alt: There's too much tensions)
I'm fucking hungry
Grade me
I want my gun back
Light the fucking résumé (Alt: With me)
Experience potentials
Experience the process
People freaking every day
White lights hidden inside
(Uninterruptible)
Blasphemy!
Hold me, I'm so pathetic
And study, all the sudden
Baby, suddenly find her
Daddy, exploring only
Light the fucking résumé (Alt: With me)
Experience potentials
Experience the process
People freaking every day
White lights hidden inside
(Uninterruptible)
Hold me, some potentials (Alt: so pathetic)
Grade me, somebody help me
Feed me, I'm fucking hungry
Sooth me, I want my complex back
Naked man licked off the scabs and
Fed them, to the pigeons
Help him, he's cornered
Kill him, you mercy whore will
Light the fucking résumé (Alt: With me)
Experience potentials
Experience the process
People freaking every day
White lights hidden inside
(Uninterruptible)
Help me, fucking hoses (Alt: Horses)
Help me, until my tensions
Graise me, I'm really hungry
To gravy, I want my complex back
Mrs. Butterworth
Your life is shit (shit)
Your life is bogus (bull)
Your life is crime (crime)
Your life is hell (hell)
I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)
I'm gonna die, with my libido
I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)
I'm gonna die, don't fuck with me
Your life is shit (shit)
Your life is clean (it is clean)
Your life is lame, it's not so funny
Your life is stale (frail, frail!)
I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)
I'm gonna hell on my libido
I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)
I'm gonna hell on my libido
I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)
I'm gonna hell on my libido
I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)
I'm gonna die, watch the pain!
Your life is shit.
"I'm gonna open up myself a flea market
I'm gonna open up myself a flea market
And you're gonna wish that you did
And retire on the profits
First off,
I'm gonna empty out all of my Mrs. Butterworth jars
And I'm gonna put 'em on a shelf with my 800 dollar a month tax free Century 21
shop
And then I am going to put my Mrs. Butterworth syrup jars on the shelf
Next to all the commemorative fast food chain glasses and cups I've accumulated
over the past 62 years
Then I'm going to get some plywood
I'm going to get some plywood and cut them up into two by two feet squares
Then I'm going to get some burlap and I'm going to cut them into
two by two feet squares, and then I'm going to put them onto the
pieces of plywood
And then I'm going to go to the beach
I'm going to go to the beach and I'm gonna collect some
shells and driftwood
And then I'm going to take the shells and driftwood and glue them
onto the plywood and burlap
And sell 'em for lots of money
People will be paying top dollar for my kids new used new
toys and clothing
Then maybe someday I can get rid of that
pissed-stained matress I've been sleeping on"
I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)
I'm gonna hell on my libido
I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)
I'm gonna die on my libido
I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)
I'm gonna die on my libido
I'm gonna die, start a new union (Alt: but not before you do)
I'm gonna die watch the pain
If You Must
I can read, I can write
I can breed, proven plight
Nurse my greed, crease infold
Is it me, or my ego ...
Write some words, make them rhyme
Thesis or story line
Set the mood, something new
Is it me, or my attitude ...
Ahhhhh...!
If you want
to put off
an image
The extremes (x2)
Act it out
Practicing
Perfecting
Pressuring
Onto me (x3)
I will wade in the fire
To explain your asylum
Idle times, analyzing
We'll compare all our sightings
You must
I speak
to hear
my voice
I can read, I can write
I can breed, proven plight
Nurse my greed, crease infold
Is it me, or my ego ...
Write some words, make them rhyme
Thesis or story line
Set the mood, something new
Is it me, or my attitude ...
If you want
to put off
an image
The extremes (x2)
Act it out
Practicing
Perfecting
Pressuring
Onto me (x7)
Pen Cap Chew
Oh, lesser God (x4)
Oh, your lonely (x3)
Oh (x2)
You get, you get, you get, you get to me
Holy is the time, it's such an easy way to go
You get, you get, you get, you get to me
Hide the circle in the skin under a fingernail
(x4)
Oh, lesser God
Oh, your lonely
Waste your time by saving worthless gullibles
Kill a politician and then wear his clothes
This decade is the age of rehashing
Protest and then go to jail for trespassing
Throw me inside
Oh (x3)
Beans
"I don't like you
And I'm gonna beat you up
No! No! No! No!
No John!
I'm telling my mom!
Ahh beating.."
Beans, beans, beans
Jessie ate some beans
He was happy, happy, happy
That he ate some beans
Sitting naked, naked
Sitting cross-legged
Naked, naked, naked
And he was happy, happy, happy
That he ate some beans
Wine, wine, wine
Jessie had some wine
He was happy, happy, happy
That he ate some ... wine
Beans, beans, beans
Jessie ate some beans
And he drank some wine
And he was happy, happy, happy
That he drank some beans ...
Blandest
Oooooooh ...
You're my favorite,
Of my saviours
You're my favorite,
Who knows (Alt: Oh, no)
You're my favorite,
Of my favors
You're my razor,
Oh no (Alt: Who knows)
Hey!
And the situation wasn't quite
As intense as I thought
I need you around,
To remind me what not to become
Calm (Alt: Come)
And the situation wasn't quite
As intense as I thought
I need you around,
To remind me what not to become
Calm (x4) (Alt: Come)
You're my favorite,
Of my saviours
You're my favorite,
Who knows (Alt: Oh, no)
You're my favorite,
Of my favors
You're my razor,
Oh no (Alt: Who knows)
Hey!
And the situation wasn't quite
As intense as I thought
I need you around,
To remind me what not to become
Calm(Alt: Come)
And the situation wasn't quite
As intense as I thought
I need you around,
To remind me what not to become
Calm (x4) (Alt: Come)
Ah ... Ahhh!
You're my favorite,
Of my saviours
You're my favorite,
Who knows (Alt: Oh, no)
Yes you're my favorite,
Of my favors
You're my razor,
Oh no (Alt: Who knows)
Hey!
And the situation wasn't quite
As intense as I thought
I need you around,
To remind me what not to become
Calm (Alt: Come)
And the situation wasn't quite
As intense as I thought
I need you around,
To remind me what not to become
Calm (x4) (Alt: Come)
Ahhhhhh!
Ain't It A Shame
Ain't it a shame to go fishing on a Sunday
Ain't it a shame
Ain't it a shame to go fishing on a Sunday
Ain't it a shame
Ain't it a shame to go fishing on a Sunday
When you got Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
or Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Ain't it a shame
Ain't it a shame to have a drink on a Sunday
Ain't it a shame
Ain't it a shame to have a drink on a Sunday
Ain't it a shame
Ain't it a shame to have a drink on a Sunday
When you got Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
or Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Ain't it a shame
Ain't it a shame to beat your wife on a Sunday
Ain't it a shame
Ain't it a shame to beat your wife on a Sunday
Ain't it a shame
Ain't it a shame to beat your wife on a Sunday
When you got Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Or Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Ain't it a shame
Ahhh! (x3)
Ooooh!
Ain't it a shame to go fishing on a Sunday
Ain't it a shame
Ain't it a shame to go fishing on a Sunday
Ain't it a shame
Ain't it a shame to go fishing on a Sunday
When you got Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Or Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Ain't it a shame
Ain't it a shame (x5)
Shame (x3)
Token Eastern Song
Token Eastern Song
I'm not gonna make it through
Something else, something new
I'm not gonna make you dream
Something sad, something mean
I'm not gonna make you through
Something else, something new
I'm not gonna make it through
Something else, something new
Hold it in your gut (x8)
I'm not gonna make it croon
Someday sad, someday blue
I'm not gonna make you scream
Someday sad, someday mean
I'm not gonna make it through
Something else, something new
I'm not gonna make you dream
In this hour, something mean
Hold it in your gut (x8)
Hold it in your gut (x8)
Gut! (x14)
Even In His Youth
Even in his youth (x3)
He was nothing
Kept his body clean (x3)
He was nowhere
Killed the family name
Daddy was ashamed (x2)
He was nothing
Even in his youth (x3)
He was nowhere
The thief is born before you're through
Must be more than you could chew
I've got nothing left to do
If you wait, you wanted you
Oh, ah, yeah!
Even in his youth (x3)
He was nothing
Kept his body clean (x3)
He was nowhere
Daddy was ashamed (x3)
He was nothing
Killed the family name (x3)
He was nowhere
The thief is born before you're through
Must be more than you could chew
I've got nothing left to do
If you know you wanted you
Oh, ah, yeah!
I've got more of you through
This much more than you could do
If you leave before you need
I've got nothing left to see
Oh, ah, yeah!
Even in his youth (x3)
Yeah, yeah
Even in his youth
Yeah, yeah
Even in his youth
Yeah, yeah
Even in his youth
Yeah, yeah (x4)
Opinion
Congratulations, you have won
It's a year subscription of bad puns
And it makes your story of concern
And you set it up before it burns
My opinions, mmm (x4)
And it seems to be a problem here
And the steer of emotion seems to clear
Now they rise and fall like wall street stock
And they have an effect on our peace talk
Our opinions, mmm
My opinions, mmm (x3)
Congratulations, you have won
It's a year subscription of bad puns
And it makes your story of concern
And you set it up before it burns
Your opinions, mhm (x4)
Your opinions
Pay To Play
Monkey see, monkey do - I don't know why I
Walk around, follow you - I don't know why I
Throw it out, keep it in - I don't know why I
Have to have poison skin - I don't know why I
Pay
Pay to play (x3)
Walk an inch, take a mile - I don't know why I
Never fade, never smiled - I don't know why I
Never mind, eat and run - I don't know why I
Fuck your ass, for the fun - I don't know why I
Pay
Pay to play (x3)
I don't know why I (x2)
Pay
Pay to play (x3)
Monkey see, monkey do - I don't know why I
Walk around, follow you - I don't know why I
Throw it out, keep it in - I don't know why I
Have to have poison skin - I don't know why I
Pay
Pay to play (x3)
I don't know why (x2)
Pay
Pay to play (x3)
Pay to play (x8)
Here She Comes Now
Now
If she ever comes down now (x2)
If she comes down
Now
If she ever comes down now (x2)
If she comes down
Oh
She looks so good
Oh
She's made out of wood
She says ohh
(x2)
Now
If she ever comes down now (x2)
If she comes down now
Oh
She looks so good
Oh
She's made out of wood
She says ohh
(x2)
Now
If she ever comes down now (x2)
If she comes down now
Oh
She looks so good
Oh
She's made out of wood
Oh
She looks so good
Oh
She's made out of wood
She says son
(x2)
Now
If she ever comes down now (x2)
If she comes down now
Oh!
She looks so good
Oh
She's made out of wood
Oh
She looks so good
Oh
She's made out of wood
Say ...
If she ever comes now
Now (x2)
If she ever comes now, now
Ever, ever, ever comes now
Now, now
Ever comes now (x3)
Now, now, now
Now (x3)
Verse Chorus Verse
Neither side is sacred, no one wants to win
Feeling so sedated, think I'll just give in
Taking medication 'till my stomach's full
Either side is sacred, growing in my home (Alt: Crawling in my hole)
Grass is greener, over here
You're the fog that keeps me clear
Reinventing, what would you do?
Take your time and I'll be true
You're the reason I feel pain
Feels so good to feel again
Neither side is sacred, no one wants to win
Feeling so sedated, but I can't give in
Even medication, 'till my stomach's full
Feeling so sedated, when I'm in my home
Grass is greener, over here
You're the fog that keeps me clear
Reinventing, what would you do?
Take your time and I'll be true
You're the reason I feel pain
Feels so good to feel again
Oh (x4)
Neither side is sacred, no one wants to win
Feeling so sedated, think I'll just give in
Taking medication 'till my stomach's full
Feeling so sedated, when I'm in my home
Grass is greener, over here
You're the fog that keeps me clear
Reinventing, what would you do?
Learn from history, and I'll be true
You're the reason I feel pain
Feels so good to feel again
Oh ...
D-7
Straight as an arrow
Defect, defect
Not straight, not so straight
Reject, reject
Towards anti-social
Solo, solo
Standing along the stairs
Cold, cold morning
Ghostly image of fear
Mayday, mayday
Gonna leave this region
They'll take me with them
Dimension seven ...
Straight as an arrow
Defect, defect
Not straight, not so straight
Reject, reject
Towards anti-social
Solo, solo (Alt: So dumb, so dumb)
Standing on the stairs
Cold, cold morning
Ghostly image of fear
Mayday, mayday
Gonna leave this region
They'll take me with them
Dimension seven ...
Straight as an arrow
Defect, defect
Not straight, not so straight
Reject, reject
Towards anti-social
So dumb, so dumb (Alt: Soldier, soldier)
Dimension seven (x7)
Return of the Rat
You better watch out
You better beware
They're coming from all sides of the country
You better beware
(x2)
Return of the rat (x3)
Oh no, no, no, no
You better confess
Well, they better confess
Started this mess, and oh, I seen 'em do it
You better confess
(x2)
Return of the rat (x3)
Oh no, no, no, no, no
Well, you better watch out
You better beware
They're coming from all sides of the country
You better beware
(x2)
Return of the rat (x3)
Oh no, no, no, no, no
I Hate Myself And I Want To Die
Even if you own a wife
Even if you like in my state
I could never want a bribe
I've been there no matter what that
In the someday, what's that sound?
In the sun bathe, what's that sound?
In the someday, what's that sound?
In the sun bathe ...
Even if you wanted light
I could never matter to play
Even if you want a life
Even if I like it, you're sad
In the someday, what's that sound?
In the sun bathe, what's that sound?
In the someday, what's that sound?
In the sun bathe, what's that sound?
Even if you own a wife
Even if you wanted one thing
I could never want a life
I could never only one day
In the someday, what's that sound?
In the sun bathe, what's that sound?
In the someday, what's that sound?
In the sun bathe, what's that sound?
Gallons Of Running Alcohol Flow Through The Strip
It hurts when you have to press that dull little thing
That you're only supposed to use once and then discard
Where do you put it?
In the garbage, in my honest
In my shyness, pet her flow
She's only been five months late
Even though we haven't had sex for a week
A meal a day, a meal, I say
And my heart's made my ...
Somebody else already used the word aurora borealis
She was tied up in chains
And Sam had helped her in the freezer
She's only five weeks late
And I haven't had a date forever
Ever, ever, forever
Wish I had more, more opportunity
More chances to remember some things
So I couldn't have so much pressure on my ...
On my ... on my, um ... ah, on my ... um ... um ... head
We'd have so much more diversity
And so much more input
So much more creative flow
If we had someone in school, a GIT ...
GIT ... Geeks ... In ... Town
Hah! Come on, Dave, think of one ...
Girls in Trouble!
It should be GIC, Geeks with Charvels
No, GWC
Fuck, man, this is a waste of time
*laughs*
One more solo?
Yeahhh!
Yeahh!
You're personally responsible for ...
The entire strip
To be washed away
Cleansed
As if gallons of, ... uhm, rubbing alcohol
Flowed through the strip and were set on fire
It didn't just singe the hair, it made it straight
And then Perry Ellis came along with his broom
And his silk
And he ...
He erected a beautiful city
A city of stars