Showbiz

H-Bomb

Crosswalk

Cuckoo

All Hail Poseidon

Sub Patrol

Hogspray

Rocka Locka

Million Dollar Itch

Control Of Your Life

SCRIPS

Lucy Lately

Lifelong

Daisies In The Field

Road Jack

Camera Kills

CHEKA

Fast Car

Tiny lizards

Showbiz
So this is showbiz
I think I want a piece
So this is showbiz
Why don't you give me a piece?
I hit the big time- in my hometown
I got a band and a joint
I hit the big time-on this big stage
with all the glitz in this joint
So this is showbiz -big shiny showbiz
I'm on the radio- in my hometown
I got a cable access kind of vibe
I got the indie cred-but that don't give me bread
I am so broke all the time
So this is showbiz
So this is showbiz -big flaky showbiz
A king in my hometown
A prince in my hometown
A joker in my town
A shithead in my town
An asshole in my town
A fucker in my town
I hate this fucking town- but I love this fucking town
So this is showbiz
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H-Bomb
Insert any old adjective anywhere
It doesn't matter because Delphi predicts our own fall
It's easy cuz we're just slugs, we're just slugs-slimy crawl
Your bags-like luggage-are sagging deep under creepy eyes
Go get the H-bomb!
China got the H-Bomb!
Boris got the H-Bomb!
Tony got the H-Bomb!
Insert any old adjective anywhere
It doesn't matter because Nostradamus predicted our own fall
It's easy cuz we're just slugs, we're just slugs-slimy crawl
Your bags-like luggage- sag deep under creepy eyes
Go get the H-bomb!
China got the H-Bomb!
Boris got the H-Bomb!
The hindus got the H-Bomb!
We all got the H-Bomb!
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Crosswalk
There's a baby out in the crosswalk,
but the light's green-the traffic won't stop.
That baby's gonna get fucked up in a big way,
if no one goes out to rescue him.
Rescue him.
Baby in the crosswalk.
There's a mushroom cloud forming right above him.
Fallout's falling on Russia and Japan.
Pacific winds will push the poison across the ocean
Pretty soon becoming everybody else's problem.
Baby in the crosswalk.
Rock it Tony.
Rock it D.
Rock it me.
Listen to this...
The babies in this story,
are named D, Pete, you and Tony.
He's just a kid.
There's a baby out in the crosswalk
but the light's green-the traffic won't stop.
That baby's gonna get fucked up in a big way,
if no one goes out to rescue him.
Rescue him.
Baby in the crosswalk.
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Cuckoo
I'm not feeling all right
I'm feeling cuckoo
I need to get on a train that's going choo choo
I need to get me inside of some hoo ha
I need to get me a piece of your cuckoo
cuckoo- choo choo- hoo ha- cuckoo
These girls probably are your best friends
They make you happy on the weekends
So bubbly-champagne's getting jealous
We do whatever they will tell us
best friends - weekends - jealous - tell usThose girls, like Monica and Mindy,
they make Chicago seem less windy
Bleached blonde-or jet black,
doesn't matter when we hear their fingers snap.
Now I'm feeling alright
I'm feeling cuckoo
Cuz I got on a train a' going choo choo
And I got me inside of some hoo ha
And I got me a piece of your cuckoo
cuckoo- choo choo- hoo ha- cuckoo
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All Hail Poseidon
All Hail Poseidon!
Poseidon is the King of the Sea.
All Hail Poseidon!
Coming out of mythology.
Just one-just one more god.
One god is never enough.
Just one-just one more god.
One god is never enough.
All Hail Apollo!
Apollo is the God of the Sun.
All Hail Apollo!
Playing his lyre and having his fun.
Modern gods are boring.
The ancient ones are fun.
The drinking and the whoring.
I can't choose which one.
Just one more.
All Hail Poseidon!
Poseidon is the King of the Sea.
All Hail Poseidon!
Coming out of mythology.
All Hail Poseidon.
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Sub Patrol
Submarines patrolling off our shore
The threat is growing closer than before
Warning! Warning!
Enemy Patrol
Ready men?
This time it could mean war
WAR!
Vigilance makes borders more secure
Manned by troopers strong and young and pure
Sons of democracy will not fail
In the face of tyranny we shall prevail
WAR!
It's time for war
The Sub Patrol
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Hogspray
My glands are drooling
for the next hog
I got my hammer
must crush the hog skull
I am a hunter
I need my protein
I got my hammer
I'll make the hog squeal
This ain't disturbing
No, this is god's way
we're into herding
we make the blood spray
I got my hammer
I am a hunter
I need my protein
Must crush the hog's dream
I hear the hindu prayer
it's coming, Bhakti's there
But I can't abandon blood
I'm just a western thug
I hear the hindu prayer
it's coming, Bhakti's there
But I can't abandon blood
I'm just a western thug
Who's the pig?
Who's the pig?
You's the pig
You's the pig
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Rocka Locka
The Skintones are riding their camels
Riding across the desert
Hijacking herds of camels
Crashing into the sand dunes
Terror—ism
Clean—livin'
Jihad—pipmin'
Suicide—mission
Rocka Locka Mooka Locka
Rocka to the Islam
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Million Dollar Itch
Oh, I see you coming
With your terminator walk
Out there window shopping
Eyes bulging at the thought
Would you be more cool,
With those alligator shoes?
But reality attacks
Got those empty pocket bluesyou got a million dollar itch
With a twenty dollar scratch
you got a million dollar itchListen to the music
Watch the movie roll
Envy is a fountain
That blows and flows and snows
Bubbling commercials
Invade the lamey brain
But that's the way the worm bores
It has sucked you in again
you got a million dollar itch
With a twenty dollar scratch
you got a million dollar itch
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Control Of Your Life
Break out
Break in
Figure out
Who's in—control of your life
control of your life
control of your life
control of your life
figure out who's in control of your life
cocaine
whiskey
reefer
these things are control of your life
control of your life
control of your life
control of your life
figure out who's in control of your life
We Cool
Yeah…
We cool
Yeah…
We fly
Yeah…
We drool
Yeah…
We high
It's fun I hope that you come along
Wanna go for a ride now baby?
It's fun I hope that you come along
Wanna go for a ride?
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SCRIPS
Can't take that shit
It fucks me up
Talking about
Prescription drugs
Muscle relaxers
Vicodin
Open your mouth
Pop 'em in
Robitussin
Vicks-44-D
When you're sick
Put you down on the floorRobitussin
Vicks-44-D
Make you feel good
Put you down on the floor
Open your mouth
Pop 'em in
Open your mouth
Please please pop 'em in
Can't take that shit
It really fucks me up
Talking about
Over the counter drugs
Turning white
Stomach pump
Flashing lights
Ambulance
Open your mouth
Pop 'em in
Open your mouth
Please please pop 'em in
Poppity pop pop p' pop pop
Poppity pop pop p' pop pop
Poppity pop pop p' pop pop
Poppity pop pop p' pop pop
Poppity pop pop p' pop pop p' poppy pop…
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Lucy Lately
Lucy, I need to check your pulse.
Lately,
You don't look so well.
C'mon,
I wanna take you out...
dancing...
I wanna hear you shout...
POW!
BAM!
KA-BOOM KA-BLAM!
Lucy,
What's wrong with you?
Lately,
nothing's all you do.
Seems like,
You're always wearing black.
Maybe,
I oughta take you back...
POW!
BAM!
KA-BOOM KA-BLAM!
Lucy,
you're attracting flies.
Groovy,
that's the way you die.
Seems like,
you're always wearing black.
Maybe,
I oughta take you back...
POW!
BAM!
KA-BOOM KA-BLAM!
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Lifelong
You people try to pretend,
that this lifelong living won't end.
It won't be long
then you'll see then;
you are a chainsaw-
flashing chain-
don't you know?
Rip it now...The pig is stuck in it's pen.
It moans,
but you're diggin' in.
The pink flesh-
then you'll see then;
you are the driver-
cracking whip-
don't you know?
Rip it now...
You people tried to redeem us.
But there's no way to redeem us.
The evil has already cleaned us;
stuck in a washing machine-
blood's gone-spin it now...
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Daisies In The Field
Daisies in the field
Daisies in the field
Look so pretty
Smell so good
Daisies in the field
Daisies in the field
Look so pretty
Just like you
Daisies in the field
Daisies in the field
You got to me
You got my eye
Daisies in the field
Daisies in the field
Restless
Waving...
Who's the faker?
Who's the fake?
It's not me.
So rock down.
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Road Jack
This is a story
About not belonging
To your hometown
You're so much smarter
You're life was harder
Than those rich kids'
You got the street smarts
You saw the broke hearts
You met them daily
You hit the road Jack
You never go back
For anyone or anything
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Camera Kills
You should have seen my room
At age thirteen
Exploding magazines
The camera kills
the camera is the one
I should have never seen
A dream so pure and mean
I need someone to blame
The camera kills
the camera is the one
The camera kills
the camera is the one
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CHEKA
The soviet socialist bolshevik terror arrived on the scene
In the closing months of 1917
Security forces—enforcing decisions
Feel the pistol loaded and cocked cold pressed to the base of your skull
CHEKA!
TORTURE!
POLICY!
SOVIETS!
So the next time you see that guy on the street hawking his socialist rag
Ask him what he knows about life in one of Stalin's gulags
There they'd hold your hand into a pot of some boiling water
Then they'd peel off the skin and nail that glove above the door of your cell
CHEKA!
TORTURE!
POLICY!
SOVIETS!
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Fast Car
I want a fast car
I want a real big tittied girlfriend
I wanna have peanut butter & jelly
In the morning
I wanna have lunch with my agent on the south side of LA
Roll!
I want to be the toad
Whoa!
That the princess kisses
Oh she looks deliciousRocking and rolling, rocking and rolling and walking down the street
Drinking and smoking, rocking and rolling and shuffling my feet
Cutting and jiving and hitting the street
Oh don't you know?
Don't you know I'm about to get down?
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Tiny lizards
Tiny lizards on the floor
I don't know what I did last night
And I don't know if I can do it anymore
I want a slow car
I want a real small shitty girlfriend
I want to have peanut butter and codeine
In the evening
I want to have sex with my neighbor
on the south side of her bed
Roll!
I want to be the toad
Whoa!
That the princess kisses
Oh she looks delicious
Mmmwwaahh!
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