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Album I
Kitty
Feather Pluck'n
Lump
Stranger
Boll Weevil
Peaches
Dune Buggy
We are not going to make it
Kick out the Jams
Body
Back Porch
Candy
Naked and Famous


Album II
Ladies and Gentlemen Part I
Lunatic to Love
Volcano
Mach 5
Twig
Bug City
Bath of Fire
Tiki God
L.I.P.
Froggie
Toob Amplifier
Supermodel
Puffy Little Shoes
Ladies and Gentlemen Part II



Kitty

Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow

Meow, meow
Meow, meow

Little bag of bones been out all night
Little bag of bones been out all night
Can you hear him, scratchin' at the screen door
Can you hear him, scratchin' at the screen door
Little bag of bones been out all night

He needs some pettin' and lovin' on his head
He needs some pettin' and lovin' on his rain-soaked hide
He's circlin' around my ankle
He's circlin' around my ankle
He needs some pettin' and lovin' on his hide
Hey Kitty won't you come inside

Kitty at my foot and I wanna touch it
Kitty at my foot and I wanna touch it
Kitty at my foot and I wanna touch it
Kitty at my foot and I wanna touch it

Kitty at my foot and I wanna touch it
Kitty at my foot and I wanna touch it
Kitty at my foot and I wanna touch it
Kitty at my foot and I want to touch it

Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow

Meow, meow
Meow, meow

Pussy purrin' and lookin' so satisfied
Pussy purrin' and lookin' so satisfied
I'm Lost in his little yellow round eye
Lost in his yellow round eye
Pussy purrin' and lookin' so satisfied

Kitty rear up and scratch me through my jeans
Kitty rear up and scratch me through my jeans
Fuck you, Kitty you're gonna to spend the night
Fuck you, Kitty you're gonna to spend the night
Fuck you, Kitty you're gonna to spend the night outside

Kitty at my foot and I wanna touch it
Kitty at my foot and I wanna touch it
Kitty at my foot and I wanna touch it
Kitty at my foot and I wanna touch it

Kitty at my foot and I wanna touch it
Kitty at my foot and I wanna touch it
Kitty at my foot and I wanna touch it
Kitty at my foot and I want to touch it

Touch it, I want to touch it
I wanna touch it,I wanna touch it
I wanna touch it,wanna touch it
I wanna touch it

Kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty touch it
Kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty touch it
Kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty touch it
Kitty at my foot and I want to touch it

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Feather Pluckn

But that's totally
But that's totally

Billions of birdies squawkin' outloud
Talkin' in code to clams in the clouds
They send a secret message, they send it by worm
So vibratin' spiders will receive the word

But that's totally feather pluckn insane
Ten million monkeys all pick up guitars
But nobody taught them how
Five thousand fishies rockin' really, really, really hard
Nobody taught them how
Check out Chickey, drivin' Piggy's little blue car
Nobody taught him how

Well, flies like to fly 'cuz they don't like to stay
They buzzin' in the ears of the chicken all day
Chicken understand and he pick out the code
Send a subsonic signal through the snot in
The middle of an elephant's long, wet, cold, grey nose

But that's totally feather pluckn insane
Ten million monkeys all pick up guitars
Nobody taught them how
Five thousand froggies rockin' really, really, really hard
Nobody taught them how
Check out Chickey, drivin' Piggy's little blue car
Nobody taught him how

oh yeah, oh yeah, said oh yeah
oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

Everybody supernova
Everybody supernova
Everybody supernova
Everybody supernova

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Lump

Lump sat alone in a boggy marsh
Totally motionless except for her heart
Mud flowed up into Lump's pajamas
She totally confused all the passing piranhas

She's Lump, she's Lump
She's in my head
She's Lump, she's Lump, she's Lump
She might be dead

Lump lingered last in line for brains,
And the ones she got were sort of rotten and insane
Small thing's so sad that birds could land
Is Lump fast asleep or rockin' out with the band?

She's Lump, she's Lump
She's in my head
She's Lump, she's Lump, she's Lump
She might be dead

Lump was limp and lonely and needed a shove
Lump slipped on a kiss and tumbled into love
She spent her twenties between the sheets
Life limped along at subsonic speeds

She's Lump, she's Lump
She's in my head
She's Lump, she's Lump, she's Lump
She might be dead

Is this Lump out of my head, I think so
Is this Lump out of my head, I think so, yeah
Is this Lump out of my head, I think so
Is this Lump out of my head...

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Stranger

You, Lynyrd Skynyrd hat
And me, little kitty
Sat across with a velvet jacket
Wild orange hair, and dark, dark eyes
I gawked like a twelve year old smitten

Carla the stripper, straight from L.A.
You seem cool for a naked chick in a booth
Let's be pals someday (in other words)
Put some clothes on and call me

I saw you, it was incredible

Slim, relaxed, buyin' wine at the QFC
On a snowy Saturday night
Black pearls, and I swear you were drinking beer
You were the redhead behind the counter there
I'm the one who fell out of his chair there
You had your dry cleaning and I think you're dreamy

I saw you, it was incredible
Mumbled these words at you, unintelligible
Ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma
Ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma
Ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma
Ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma
Ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, hey you there, what time is it?

(I saw you, cool, it was incredible)

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Boll Weevil

Get down

Let me tell you about a friend of mine

His name's Boll Weevil, check him out
Spends all day on his big butt
And he don't ever, ever get outside
I come to visit, I bring some sunshine
And I just spread it all over the fire

He's stuck on his big couch, stuck in his big shell
He looks at the TV and he's all right
I come from the Drug Lord, the local drug store
Bug is a fly, baby he's never uptight
And I wonder:

Boll Weevil, why don't you get out of your home?
He said, I'm comfortable here, I don't wanna move, I don't wanna leave
I said, Boll Weevil get right out of your home

Good bye, I gotta stay, I'll move some other day bye bye, gotta go to sleep
And let the tube shine, let the tube shine
Let the tube shine, let the tube shine

Now I would tell you about Boll Weevil, but that bug is just too scary
He's sittin there all alone, I try to coach him out, with chocolate pie
But he would not move a muscle, and I tried

To make him see that the sun is shining outside
Make him see that the sun is shining outside
Make him see that the sun is shining outside
Make him see that the sun is shining outside
Make him see that the sun is shining outside

Check it out

Boll Weevil get right out of your home
Boll Weevil get right out of your home
Boll Weevil get right out of your home
Boll Weevil get right out of your home

Now I would tell you about Boll Weevil, but that bug is just too scary
He's sittin there all alone, I try to coach him out, with chocolate pie
But he would not move a muscle, and I tried

To make him see that the sun is shining outside
Make him see that the sun is shining out
Make him see that the sun is shining outside
Make him see that the sun is shining outside
Make him see that the sun is shining outside
Make him see that the sun is shining outside
Make him see that the sun is shining outside

Make him see that the sun is shining outside
Make him see that the sun is shining outside
Make him see that the sun is shining outside
Make him see that the sun is shining outside
Make him see the sun, make him see the sun
Make him see the god damn sun

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Peaches

Movin' to the country, gonna eat a lot of peaches
I'm movin' to the country, I'm gonna eat me a lot of peaches
I'm movin' to the country, I'm gonna eat a lot of peaches
Movin' to the country, I'm gonna eat a lot of peaches

Peaches come from a can, they were put there by a man
In a factory downtown
If I had my little way, I'd eat peaches everyday
Sun soaked in bowls just in the shade

Movin' to the country, I'm gonna eat a lot of peaches
Movin' to the country, I'm gonna eat a lot of peaches
I'm movin to the country, gonna eat a lot of peaches
Movin' to the country, gonna eat a lot of peaches

I took a little nap where the roots all twist
Squished a rotten peach in my fist
And dreamed about you woman
I poked my finger down inside, makin' a little room for a ant to hide
Nature's candy in my hand or can or a pie

Millions of peaches, peaches for me
Millions of peaches, peaches for free
Millions of peaches, peaches for me
Millions of peaches, peaches for free

Look Out!

Millions of peaches, peaches for me
Millions of peaches, peaches for free
Millions of peaches, peaches for me
Millions of peaches, peaches for free

Look Out!

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Dune Buggy

A little blind spider took the wheel
Navigatin' grass blades completely by feel
Got a sassy chasse, sparkle in the sun
All four small bald fat tires rockin' through the sand and burnin' up

Little dune buggy in the sand
Little blue dune buggy in my hand

Okay, I got a rubber band motor hummin' on the beach, ready for fun
Quit spinnin' that web and come out and play in the sun
Eight thimble sized cylinders to be as smooth as you please
Spider's bad ass fat old abdomen's stuck in the bucket seat

Little dune buggy in the sand
Little blue dune buggy in my hand

Squishy transmission was caught in drive
Spiderman was squintin' at the sand and the sky
Spiderwoman in the front seat, screamin' "go, go, go"
He's ridin' the accelerator down to the floor with his fuzzy little toe

Little dune buggy in the sand
Little blue dune buggy in my hand

Little blue dune buggy
Little blue dune buggy
Little blue dune buggy
Little blue dune buggy
Little blue dune buggy

Little blue dune buggy
Little blue dune buggy
Little blue dune buggy
Little blue dune buggy

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We Are Not Going To Make It

Wow!?

We're not gonna make it
No, no, we're not gonna to make it
'Cuz there's a million better bands
With a million better songs
Singers who can drum
And singers who can sing

Deep in my heart, I do believe
We're not gonna make it
No, no, we're not gonna to make it
Cuz' we don't have the talent
And we don't have the time
And we don't have the patience
And we don't know how to rhyme

Deep in my heart, I do believe
We're not gonna make it
No, no, we're not gonna to make it
Said no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

We're not gonna make it We're not gonna...

(yeah, uh, bye)

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Kick Out The Jams

Well I've been elected to rock your asses 'till midnight
Well this is my term and I've shaved off my perm, but it's alright
I solemnly swear to uphold the constitution
Got a rock 'n' roll problem, well we got a solution
Just let me be who I am, and let me kick out the jams, yeah
Let me kick out the jams, I done kicked 'em out

Well, I've been selected to orbit the planet in a rocket (in a rocket)
I'm goin' to Mars, I got a message for the poodle in your pocket
(In your pocket)
Well, Mission Control, callin' supernova, the hotline's rockin',
You can come on over, and let us be who we am,
And let us kick out the jams, yeah Kick out the jams, we done kicked'em out

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Body

Little salamander, where did you go?
The edge of the yard
I found you, you know
All brown and hard

I can't get your body out of my mind
I can't get your body
I can't get your body out of my mind
I can't get your body

She goes smooth through my body, yeah
Through my body, she goes smooth
She goes smooth through my body, yeah
Through my body, she goes smooth

Little killer froggy, where did you hop?
Under the entertainment center
Realized you just couldn't stop
The worms found a hole in your booty they could enter

And I can't get your body out of my mind
I can't get your body
I can't get your body out of my mind
I can't get your body

You go smooth through my body, yeah
Through my body, you go smooth
You go smooth through my body, yeah
Through my body, you go smooth

Hey little lizard, where did you slink?
Left your cage door open
Under the basement sink
The drippin' water made your moldy body eyes open

And I can't get your body out of my mind
I can't get your body
I can't get your body out of my mind
I can't get your body

Can't get your body out of my mind
I can't get your body
Can't get your body out of my mind
I can't get your body

Can't get your body out of my mind
I can't get your body
Can't get your body out of my mind
I can't get your body

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Back Porch

Happy with no teeth, happy here in hibernation
Slurpin' on a peach, starin' at the situation
Kitty at my foot, meowin' out a conversation
Rockin' back 'n' forth, that's my only destination

Old man on the back porch, old man on the back porch
Old man on the back porch, and that old man is me
Old man on the back porch, old man on the back porch
Old man on the back porch, and that.....

Meeeeeeeee-ow, wow, wow, wow

Got a two-string on my lap, total subsonic vacation
Got chicken on the drums, poundin' out a perfect prescription
Got twenty little worms, all plug into amplification
Got fifteen hundred bass drum luggin' bug-eyed monkeys
All arriving at the station

Old man on the back porch, old man on the back porch
Old man on the back porch, and that old man is me
Old man on the back porch, old man on the back porch
Old man on the back porch, and that.....

Me me meeeee-ow whoa, whoa, whoa

(Chris and Dave's part sung at the same time)

Chris:
I'm sittin' on the back porch, kickin' my legs back, rockin in my rockin'chair, just sittin' there.
On the little back porch it's about to fall apart
So I think I might repair it, just as I'm thinkin about repairin' it
Some little friends come along with some two-string, one string
No string guitars (Hey Chris wanna jam?), and they plug
Them all into the back porch, and they sit around playing all their favorite songs
And kickin back, feelin' real good, real fine, real full of the wine
And everything's fine, everything's beautiful, everything's great
And I just feel so good, you know I'm seventy years old and
I'm slurpin' everything through a straw

Dave:
I'm sittin' here on the back porch just eatin' chocolate pudding through a straw
And I heated it up on a little sterno stove, tastes just like a warm body fluid goin' down
Little players comin' 'round, pluggin' in their instruments, feelin' good about
Themselves, singin' original songs, by the original masters
And I'm sittin' there on the porch, rockin' back 'n' forth in my little old chair

But I'm an old man on the back porch, old man on the back porch
Old man on the back porch, and that old man is me
Old man on the back porch, old man on the back porch
Old man on the back porch, and that.....

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Candy

Well sugar's only sweetness
Salt is ocean's tears
And you were my only weakness
For years and years and years

You little yellow sweetie
You were hiding in a jar
Now my mind is gone completely
Take off the lid and there you are

You're my candy
Candy

Well the devil, she made sweet candy
Took six days and nights to dream
On the seventh day she rested
Woke up early and made ice cream

Now the devil, she must be a dentist
With deep jawbreaker eyes
Red rope hair, gum drop lips
Cotton candy thighs

You're my candy
Candy

Chocolate Lava stole my body
And aftertaste stole my mind
Left me danged and down defenseless
And then sweet candy, she said goodbye

Now my teeth are worn and useless
My eyes too sunk to see
My tongue swole up to twice its size
And all I wanna do is eat

Candy, my candy
My candy, my candy
Suckin' on my candy

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Naked and Famous

I can't explain glacial motion
Or why Los Angeles don't drop into the ocean
I can't unfold the layers of mystery
Or piece together the tragedy of history

'Cuz those lucky suckers, they don't have to work
Big 3-D billboards and big 30-foot Smurfs
And everybody wants to be naked and famous
Everybody wanna be just like me, I'm naked and famous

I met a poet, said she didn't like the smell of it
Then took her clothes off in a restaurant for the hell of it
I met a DJ who lived in seclusion, reality and sobriety were her only delusions

And those lucky bastards, they don't have to work
Big 3-D billboards and big 30-foot Smurfs
And everybody wants to be naked and famous
Everybody wanna be just like me, I'm naked and famous

Woo uh hoo hoo hoo
Wow ah hoo hoo hoo

Well, don't get a nosebleed, don't get upset
We can't be naked and famous just yet
There's a big gold dollar sign on the Sunset Strip
And you can send your friend a postcard, it ain't worth the trip

Everybody wants to be naked and famous
Everybody wanna be just like me I'm naked
Everybody wants to be naked and famous
Everybody wanna be just like me I'm naked
Everybody wants to be naked and famous
Everybody wanna be just like me I'm naked

Wow wow yeah
Ah hoo hoo hoo
Whoo

Everybody wants to be naked and famous
Everybody wants to be just like me I'm naked and famous

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Ladies And Gentlemen Part I

Good evening ladies and gentlemen, what is your desire
Hello ladies and gentlemen.. explosions and fire
Good evening ladie and gentlemen, are you prepared to rok
Hello ladies and gentlemen... let's rok

Do you have any idea what it takes to rok?
Every night every day every night
Plug us in and watch us pump out sound
Comin' to you so you don't have to leave town

This is the show... we are the band
Sometimes it just takes you by the hand

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Lunatic To Love

I said I loved you and told you on a Tuesday
You say you're happy but your mind is slidin' sideway
You say you're happy but you're dozy in the theater
The goons keep grillin' me wondrin'- how I'm treatin' ya!

I say she's happy, that's all that matters
I say she's happy, that's all that matters
Her clothes are crappy and her brain is badly battered
You say she's happy, that's all that matters now

You're a lunatic to love
You can hold my hand to stand up
Hey Lunatic

I dropped you off at the asylum on a Friday
You looked like hell but I said that you looked OK
Spent the weekend flailing round the trailer
I had to tie you down and strap on your inhaler

I wish that I could help you feel the cold breeze
Set up an IV of sanity
Say there's a spy in one half of your brain
Spyin' on the other half and it's drivin' you a little insane

But you're happy, that's all that matters
You say your happy, that's all that matters
Her clothes are crappy and her brain is badly battered
She say she's happy, that's all that matters right now

You're a lunatic to love
You can hold my hand to stand up
Hey Lunatic

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Volcano

Under the island... middle of a mountain
There is a big bad... boomin' system
Blowin' speakers... woofers and tweeters
Amplifiers... melted wires
The parties exploded... the core is corroded
Under ground... the Puget Sound
Cause a shiftin'... and a drifin'
Big black boom box...stuck in the hot rock
It's in there flowin'... it's in there growin'
You don't believe me... that this scenery
Could be a cold blooded killer

It's gonna blow... Volcano

Now the island is shiftin'... the plates are liftin'
The core is creamy...docile and dreamy
Stopped up and steamy
Happy campers... poop in there pampers
When the mountain... becomes a fountain
Of white hot lava... molten magma
Super sonic... plate techtonics
Stero phonic... lava and tonic
The boom is bionic
Sony shut down... magnavox meltdown
Ballistic breakdown
Hi-fi heatwave... lo-fi lava cave
That sulfur smells... Mt St Helens
Pompeii was yellin'...

It's gonna blow... Volcano

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Mach 5

I will survive in my Mach 5, in my Mach 5 I will survive

I bring the hammer down
A tiny crushing sound
I'm in the yard
Smashing match box cars
An itty bitty crash
And my machine in trashed
But I'm blastin past
With chickie on the dash, chickey on the gas

I will survive in my Mach 5, in my Mach 5 I will survive

The firecracker blow
An urge overload
The wild plastic fire
Smoke from the tire
Lay in a little patch
Without a single scratch
Between the hammer and the rock I
Can seen bright blue Mach 5

Oh my goodness...
It's the most buitiful
Little thing I've ever seen in my life
It's blue on the outside
And creamy on the interior
I can't bring myself to smash it
So I take it for a ride on a
Sunny summer Sunday afternoon
I'm riding with the top down
Riding with the top down
Riding with the top down
Hell I blew the top right off my car!

I will survive in my Mach 5, in my Mach 5 I will survive

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Twig

Some weepy creepy willow pillow boggy shit
Transcendental big wheel can you feel it
Chickey face down trippin' so damn hard
Head splits open stuffin' spills into the car
Cup of dirty water and a lonely boney frog
Slip me seven dollars and I'll pump it full of smog
Paint a monkey gold and let him loose downtown
Start him with a smileand he come back with a frown

Twig in the wind
I'm thick and I'm thin and all right

Happy feelin' crappy in your nappy little car
Squozen frozen duplicated drunk in a bar
Tape recorded all distorted genius machine
Spokes model dipped in refried beans
Piggys pay full price to put their heads on the stump
The dusty, busted, skeletons will pay at the pump
Multi-nippled rotating DJ sap
I'm shoulder high in crap and my water wings are flat

Twig in the wind
I'm Thick and I'm thin and alright

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Bug City

Well... I... happened to...
Find me a buggy
Coming out from under a rock in the grass
He got his bug luggage
No time to talk he's walkin' fast

He's heading for a log where the lady bugs are plentiful
He showed me some brochures and I must say it was beautiful
I'm belly down and bendin' back the blades
Bug stopped just long enough for him to say

I'm on my way... to bug citay
I'm on my way... to bug citay

If you wanna dance with a buggy
Put all six feet on the ground
A bug will pick up your luggage
And drive you straight into town
When you're safe from the spray and the kitty and the chase
If bugs can make it there they could make it anyplace
Between the sun going going down and the sun coming up
Bug city's rocking' yea that feather pluckin' log is lit up

I'm on my way... to bug citay

And they're all going to bug city for the night


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Bath of Fire

I let my thirsty boots wander all over
And they come home with lies about women
And in the evening toe up to the stars
Sun is comin' up and somethings feelin' funky

Old moldy korn club stuck in the mud it makes me
Wish for a million dollar view
Spend my last lone quarter on the korn klub's kool aid
There's nothin else I'd rather do

Nothin' like a bath of fire
To get this deep down dirt outta me

Razor fanged rattlesnake only tryin' to protect itself
I had to haul off and blow it's little head away
Sucked out the venom, kept the little skin and
Meat found it's way onto my plate

There go my boots complainin', tellin me it's time to go stompin'
I better listen or they'll kick my ass

Hell is down there yawnin', hopin I fall head first in it
Nothing like a bath of fire
to get this deep down dirt outta me

Nothing like a bath of fire
To get this deep down dirt outta me


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Tiki God

I Had a girl and she did me wrong
I didn't let that kinda shit go on too long
Split the clouds and divided the sea
Showed that evil girl how nasty the tiki god could be
She didn't call no more nor bother me
My little tiki god made sure I'd live in peace
One day I read they found a body in the river
Tiki God, why you make me shake, you make me shiver, all right

I got a Tiki God... saves me... I got a Tiki God

When Bobby Brady found the idol in the rubble
Had no idea it would cause so much trouble
When Greg tried to throw it back in the ocean
There was a rumble, an awful commotion
Don't ask me how, but the tiki found Bobby
He thought the idol was some Hawaiian hobby
Turned out the god was mean and vicious
Didn't respond to Bobby's 3 wishes

He had a Tiki God... saves him... He had a Tiki God

So when you're caught up in an evil plot
Your life's in danger and you can hear the shot
Your head is spinning and your fading fast
How long do you think this kinda fun can last
Your luck will change with a simple motion
I found my idol in a bottle in the ocean
Splits the clouds and divides the sea
And shows those evil guys how nasty those tiki gods can be, all right

He had a Tiki God... saves him... He had a Tiki God Yeah Yeah All right


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L.I.P

Freckles and eyes of brown
I'll take a big patty of cow
Beautiful pearly statue
I couldn't eat meat without you

Little Indian Princess

Took her off the vegetation
Took her by the arm
Selling e-coli burgers
Couldn't do no harm

Little Indian Princess

Took her off the vegetation
Took her by the arm
Selling e-coli burgers
Couldn't do no harm
I'd use any reason
I'd use any trick
Just to spend my loose change
On a fist sized ice-cream cone at Dick's

Little Indian Princess


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Froggie

Froggie jumped all over the stage that day
Rolling Stone magazine... sucked him dry and made him king
Froggie let rip with a big burp
Mick Jagger kissin' frogie's lips... studying films of froggie's hips
His eyes are closed cause he's off in a world of ecstacy
Where froggie folks get the froggie scene

WATCH HIM JUMP!

The rocket doctor came downtown to write prescription by the pound
And froggie spread it all around

Got 50,000 in his flock
He plays arena animal rock
He can barely stand up straight but somehow he does
Make his way directly to the front of the stage and
Froggie jumps all over the stage that day

WATCH HIM JUMP!

The show is over... the band is gone... the crowd is gone...
His girlfriends gone... his make-up's all been sweated off...
He's all alone...
He goes to fill that one last prescription...
The one with the deadly description...
He swallows it down... his brain explodes... his eyes implode... his tiny heart goes peuny pop...
His shiny legs refuse to hop... and he floats on down...
To a buring place... he looks around...for a friendly face...
The band is there patiently waitin' for froggie's brand new sonic creation
He starts to ribbit... he starts to kick it

Rolling Stone magazine made him cry and missed the king
Froggie let rip with a big burp

Froggie jumped all over the stage that day


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Toob Amplifier

I got myself a brand new tube amplifier
It's large and lovely to behold
I got myself a new tube amplifier
Now I'm gonna blow a big one

I got myself a little tube amplifier
It's large and lovely and it smells
just like a dream
I got myself a tube amplifier
Now I'm gonna blow a big one

I got myself a brand new big bertha driver
Gonna take it to the range
I got myself a new big bertha driver
Now I'm gonna hit a big one

I got myself a brand new cymbal supplier
They're usually good they're Sabian
I got myself a new cymbal supplier
Now I'm gonna crash
Now I'm gonna hit
Now I'm gonna blow a big one


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Supermodel

Love child to Genghis Kahn
And a beautiful busty Amazon
On the Death Star with her godfather
Darth Vader... and 9 months later

But that's impossible
She's super colossal
She'll make a fascinating fossil

Supermodel... oh yea...
Supermodel... not just a regular girl

She made of metal and a million miles high
Hair-do scrapin' the sky
Made it with the terminator
Schwarzenegger... and 9 months later

But that's impossible
Yea, she's super colossal
She'll make a fascinating fossil

Supermodel... oh yea...
Supermodel... not just a regular girl

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Puffy Little Shoes

Little puffy cloud with a tongue
Floatin' over a cheese puff rug a lug
If I had a choice between those two
I'd obviously choose the one with the puffy little shoes

Shoe oo oo oo oo oo oo oos... my puffy little shoes

Little skinny chicken on my plate
Big skinny skinhead he's up to here with hate
If I had a choice between those two
I'd obviously choose the one with the puffy little shoes

Shoe oo oo oo oo oo oo oos... my puffy little shoes

Take a ride inside my eye
And this is what you will likely find

Big hammer mud ball breakin' my bones
Soft shoulder salamander's up close and alone
If I had a choice between those two
I'd absolutely have to choose the one with the shoes
Little monkey clawin' at my face
People pack into the ROCK AND ROLL PLACE!!!
If I had a choice between those two
I'd obviously choose the one with the puffy little shoes

Shoe oo oo oo oo oo oo oos... my puffy little shoes

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Ladies and Gentlemen Part II

Good evening ladies and gentlemen, hope you enjoyed the show
Good bye ladies and gentlemen, it's time to go
Good evening ladies and gentlemen, that's all the songs we know
Good bye ladies and gentlemen, SO LET GO ! LET'S GO !
 
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