DRACULA by BOB ZOMBIE (DRAGULA by ROB ZOMBIE)
Tv stations, beer and gelatine
Bread I am the bun
Hotdog? I’ll take one
Slicing through the cheese
strangling I wheeze
Bread I am the rye,
I saw them bake the pie
Watch it start to burn,
Ashes in a urn
Scratch all the itches
And eat the sandwiches
There’s ham in the back of my
Dracula!
Scratch all the itches
And eat the sandwiches
There’s ham in the back of my
Dracula!
Bread you are a fool
Swimming in the pool
A book is what you need,
Don’t know how to read
Bread I am the rat,
Own a baseball bat
Listen to the cure
cats they like to purr
Scratch all the itches
And eat the sandwiches
There’s ham in the back of my
Dracula!
Scratch all the itches
And eat the sandwiches
There’s ham in the back of my
Dracula!
Pass the gravy pass the gravy
Pass the gravy pass the gravy
Eat like a cannibal
Bread I got a knife,
Spread it from the tin
Finger dial the phone
Buy a recycling bin
Bread I ate a frog
Pound of cheese you fry
I tried to call you back
Can I have some pie?
Scratch all the itches
And eat the sandwiches
There’s ham in the back of my
Dracula!
Scratch all the itches
And eat the sandwiches
There’s ham in the back of my
Dracula!
Pass the gravy pass the gravy
Pass the gravy pass the gravy
Eat like a cannibal
Scratch all the itches
And eat the sandwiches
There’s ham in the back of my
Dracula!
Scratch all the itches
And eat the sandwiches
There’s ham in the back of my
Dracula!
Scratch all the itches
And eat the sandwiches
There’s ham in the back of my
Dracula
EUGOOGLOGY by TROOL (EULOGY by TOOL)
He ate a lot of hay
He ate a lot of nothing but hay
We'll miss Tim
We'll miss Tim
He ate a lot of hay
He ate a lot of nothing but hay
We'll miss Tim
We'll miss Tim
The next song is schism
The next song is schism
So wrong
A wishing well
You told us how you used to bake those pies
Well, so wrong
Don't fry
Or beat a clown
You can’t count to infinity
But with yeast you fried
Standing below that cloud
He had a choice he chose prawns and he chowed
We'll miss Tim
We'll miss Tim
Ranting and pulling his finger
At everything his butt farts
We'll miss Tim
We'll miss Tim
We're gonna miss Tim
We're gonna miss Tim
No way to recall
What it was that you had said Tommy?
Lick a bear in fall?
But he was so proud
You sure did smell
You took a bite out of every chicken wing
And so proud
You could be the one who saves me from painting my own fence
Hanging out with some guy named phill
one two four
I'm too short when Urines visible
Bite the phone symbol on shoe
So he bashes seagulls through the window while going outside to pee
Like syrup on my eggo
And then a moose bites it
Yeah, standing below that cloud
He had a choice he chose prawns and he chowd and I
Played at the Arcade cause I'm so
Eager to identify with
Something that makes a sound
Something that required a quarter to play the game
Someone prepared to eat some hay
And someone who would bake a pie for me
Will you?
Will you now?
Would you bake a pie for me?
Don't you fuckin' lie
Don't you run out of limes
Don't you run out of limes
Don't you run out of limes
Don't you lick that lime!
You've claimed all this time that you would bake a pie for me
Why then are you so surprised when you hear your own eugooglogy
He ate a lot of hay
He ate a lot of nothing but hay
He ate a lot of hay
He ate a lot of nothing but hay
Calm down
Get away from David Cross
We need the space to Nine Inch Nail the next Tool martyr
To ascend you must fry
You must be crucified
For our sins and our pies
Goodbye
TURD EYE by TROOL (THIRD EYE by TOOL)
Dreaming of that ass again.
It's bright and red and jiggling
Spreading wide
And comforting me with it's one brown and smelly eye.
The quarterback is fumbling
Down that hole and snaps back again
Rising up
And wiping the crap and the shit from my withered eye.
Up... Down... Up... Down... Up...
Doctors advice stuck in my head
Told me that I need some topical cream
I've spent so many years in question
to find I've known this all along.
Oh no I see poo
I've missed the toilet by so much.
Oh god it’s odour
I've missed it so much
Came out to see you rock
Found out you sucked a cock
Shitting on the ground around me
Is this holy crap above me.
Black ass holes within a memory
And brown as our new toilet bowl
I stick my hand into the shadow
To pull toilet paper from the stand
Which I attempt to disassemble
throw the wrapper into the trash bin
I do not recognize the brand name
But the packaging seems so familiar.
Like pinecone scented belly buttons
I’m going to need a pair of tongs
Oh no I see poo
I've missed the toilet by so much.
Oh god it’s odour
I've missed it so much.
Came out to see you rock
Found out you sucked a cock
Why are you eating that hay?
Prying open your brown eye.
Oh god I smell it once again.
I thought that you were hiding.
And you thought that I had ate some hay.
Wipe with the vail of Grandma
I opened my turd eye and there shit were.
Oh god I smell it once again
I thought that you were hiding money from me.
And you thought that I had ate some hay
Chasing a trail of smoke and raisins
Prying open your brown eye.
GREEN TUESDAY by NEW DISORDER (BLUE MONDAY by NEW ORDER)
Tell me how does it feel
To eat meat like you do
When you lay your hams upon me
And tell me where’s your car?
Thought I was misshapen
I thought I smelled your turds
Tell me but is it veal?
Tell me how now brown cow is it veal?
Those who came before me
Who went on their vacations
From the past until completion
They'll eat the hay no more
I still find it so hard
to pay what I need to pay
But I'm quite sure that you'll tell me
That I should eat veal today
I took a shit in the harbor
I can and shall eat hay
But if it wasn't for wheel of fortune
I’d watch the weather channel today
And I thought I was misshapen
And I thought I heard you speak
Tell me, but is it veal?
Tell me how now brown cow is it veal?
Now I stand here waiting
I thought I told you to leave me
While I walked down to the beach
Tell me, how does it feel?
When your meat grows cold?
I DO NOT WANT KIDS by EIGHT INCH SCREWS (I DO NOT WANT THIS by NINE INCH NAILS)
I'm losing pounds
You know how this world can make you frown
I'm eating hay
I fear I'm the only one who eats this hay
I'm always walking up that same hill
Bamboozled puncturing with this pin
And blood comes bleeding out of me
just like a watermelon I'm drowning in
Two feet beyond my grasp I can still make out the gravy boat by your face
And if I could just reach it maybe I could finally have a taste
I do not want kids
I do not want kids
I do not want kids
I do not want kids
Don't you tell me I like veal
Don't you tell me I like veal
Don't you tell me I like veal
You don't know that I like veal
My favourite colour is red
I have eaten so many sandwiches all made of bread
Don't tell me theirs a fair
There really isn't any fair now is there?
You would know, wouldn't you?
You extend your ham to those who studder
To those who know what it really feels like
To those who've had a taste
Like that means something
And oh so fat I am
And maybe I’ll just have a salad
And maybe that is all I’ll have
And maybe they can deep fry this kelp
I do not want kids
I do not want kids
I do not want kids
I do not want kids
Don't you tell me I like veal
Don't you tell me I like veal
Don't you tell me I like veal
You don't know that I like veal
I want to eat everything
I want to eat everywhere
I want to eat everything in the world
I want to eat something that’s battered
I want to eat everything
I want to eat everywhere
I want to eat everything in the world
I want to eat something that’s battered
A PENIS IN SLAVERY by EIGHT INCH SCREWS (HAPPINESS IN SLAVERY by NINE INCH NAILS)
Ice creams he think he knows what flavour he wants
Ice creams thinks he has money to pay
Ice creams wants pears but doesn't want the chicken
Ice creams he's picking meat flavoured nutrition
Don't open your fly you won't like what you see
The penis of truth steal the balls of the free
Don't open your fly take it from me
I have found
You can find
A penis in slavery
A penis in slavery
Ice creams he spends his savings on the raspberry
Ice creams his brain freeze causes his insanity
Ice creams he's going to cause the ice cream to fall
Ice creams he's glad that it’s chained to that wall
Don't open your fly you won't like what you see
The blind have been blessed with security
Don't open your fly take it from me
I have found
You can find
A penis in slavery
A penis in slavery
A penis in slavery
A penis in slavery
A penis
I don't know what to get I don't know where’s my spleen
Funky monkey ice cream inside a tin
Stick my fork through the cheese of this endless poutine
Just some flesh caught in this big broken zipper it seems
A penis in slavery
A penis in slavery
A penis in slavery (slavery)
A penis in slavery (slavery)
A penis in slavery (slavery)
A penis in slavery (slavery)
A penis (slavery)
A penis (slavery)
A penis (slavery)
A penis(slavery)
A penis (slavery)
A penis (slavery)
A penis (slavery)
A penis (slavery)
A penis (slavery)
A penis (slavery)
A penis
A penis (slavery)
A penis (it controls you)
ASS LIKE A HOLE by EIGHT INCH SCREWS (HEAD LIKE A HOLE by NINE INCH NAILS)
Got coke? I'll do anything for you.
Got coke? just fuck me like you want to
Got coke? Fuck me up against the wall
Got coke? don't want to suck it but I’m a whore
Yes I can suck it
Yes I can suck it
Yes I can suck every drop from you
Yes I can suck it
Yes I can suck it
Yes I can suck every drop from you
Ass like a hole.
Cocks make it sore
I'd rather shit than take any more
Ass like a hole.
Cocks make it sore
I'd rather shit than take any more
Bend over before the one you serve.
You're going to get what you deserve.
Bend over before the one you serve.
You're going to get what you deserve.
Got coke? not looking for the cure.
Got coke? not concerned with the aids among the sperm
Got coke? let's go fucking on the backs of the bruised.
Got coke? not one to choose
Yes I can suck it
Yes I can suck it
Yes I can suck every drop from you
Yes I can suck it
Yes I can suck it
Yes I can suck every drop from you
Ass like a hole.
Cocks make it sore
I'd rather shit than take any more
Ass like a hole.
Cocks make it sore
I'd rather shit than take any more
Bend over before the one you serve.
You're going to get what you deserve.
Bend over before the one you serve.
You're going to get what you deserve.
Bend over before the one you serve
You're going to get what you deserve.
Bend over before the one you serve.
You're going to get what you deserve.
Ass like a hole.
Cocks make it sore
I'd rather shit than take any more
Ass like a hole.
Cocks make it sore
I'd rather shit than take any more
Ass like a hole.
Cocks make it sore
I'd rather shit than take any more
Ass like a hole.
Cocks make it sore
I'd rather shit than take any more
Bend over before the one you serve.
You're going to get what you deserve.
Bend over before the one you serve.
You're going to get what you deserve.
Bend over before the one you serve.
You're going to get what you deserve.
Bend over before the one you serve.
You're going to get what you deserve
TERRIBLE PIE by EIGHT INCH SCREWS (TERRIBLE LIE by NINE INCH NAILS)
You can listen to TERRIBLE PIE at this link https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1htJ2Y68M9w
why are you feeding this to me?
Am I not paying you what I'm supposed to be?
Why am I eating this it’s all mossy!
Hey man I think you owe me a great big apology
Terrible pie
Terrible pie
Terrible pie
Terrible pie
I really don't know where’s my spleen
Seems like saliva comes only in our dreams
I feel my hunger grow all the more extreme
(Hey man) can this pie really be as bad as it seems?
Terrible pie
Terrible pie
Terrible pie
Terrible pie
Don't take it away from me, I need you to chomp on to
Don't take it away from me, I need you to chomp on to
Don't take it away from me, I need you to chomp on to
Don't take it away from me, I need you to chomp on to
Don't take it away from me, I need you to chomp on to
Don't take it away from me, I need you to chomp on to
Don't take it away from me, I need you to chomp on to
Don't take it, don't take it, don't take it, don't take it, don't
there's nothing left for me to eat
I lost my fork underneath my seat
I'm all alone in a diner I despise
(Hey man) I believed your promises, your promises of pies
Terrible pie
Terrible pie
Terrible pie
Terrible pie
Terrible pie
You made me throw it all away, my pie is left to decay (terrible pie)
How many you betray you've eaten everything (terrible pie)
It’s head is filled with the cheese, my skin is beginning to sneeze (terrible pie)
It’s made of hands and knees, I want so much just to leave
I give you chicken wings my sweet chicken wings
You chicken wing my sweet chicken wing (I need someone to chomp on to)
You chicken wing my sweet chicken wing (I need someone to chomp on to)
You chicken wing my sweet chicken wing (I need someone to chomp on to)
You chicken wing my sweet chicken wing (I need someone to chomp on to)
You chicken wing my sweet chicken wing (I need someone to chomp on to)
You chicken wing my sweet chicken wing (I need someone to chomp on to)
You chicken wing my sweet chicken wing (I need someone to chomp on to)
You chicken wing my sweet chicken wing (I need someone to chomp on to)
You chicken wing my sweet chicken wing (I need someone to chomp on to)
You chicken wing my sweet chicken wing (I need someone to chomp on to)
You chicken wing my sweet chicken wing (I need someone to chomp on to)
You chicken wing my sweet chicken wing (I need someone to chomp on to)
You chicken wing my sweet chicken wing (I need someone to chomp on to)
You chicken wing my sweet chicken wing (I need someone to chomp on to)
You chicken wing my sweet chicken wing (I need someone to chomp on to)
You chicken wing my sweet chicken wing (I need someone to chomp on to)
You can listen to TERRIBLE PIE at this link https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1htJ2Y68M9w
SCHEESEISM by TROOL (SCHISM by TOOL)
I know the pizzas fit
'Cause I watched them bake all day
Mozzarella and sardines
Just ad another chicken wing
More breadsticks I suppose
Will set a meat lover slice in motion
Regurgitating as it goes
Treating all our constipation
The fire that cooked the pizzas then
Has a burned a hole between us so
We cannot seem to reach our friend
Crippling us with constipation
I know the pizzas fit
'Cause I watched them turn all brown.
No salt, and no flame,
It doesn't mean I don't desire to
Point the finger, dial the number
Watch the pizza come on over.
To bring the pizzas back together
Rediscover constipation
The pizzas
That come from the box between
And the cheesy bread is worth it
Finding loose change in our pants
There was a time that the pizzas fit
But I ate them all yesterday
Mushrooms and some cheese
Strangled by our chicken wing
I've done the math enough to know
The dangers of our second helpings
Doomed to grumble unless we go
And treat all our constipation
Cold pizza has
A tendency to
Stick to any
Sense of fashion
Between myself and others
There’ll be no left overs
I know the pizzas fit
I know the pizzas fit
I know the pizzas fit
I know the pizzas fit
I know the pizzas fit
I know the pizzas fit
I know the pizzas fit
I know the pizzas fit (crust-end-o)
(T)AINT by CHARLES MONROE ((S)AINT by MARILYN MANSON)
I don't care if this coupon is expiring today
Because I wasn't going to order it anyway
You said it tasted delicious so I ate a little part
But now it’s not a sandwich, It’s a fucking work of art
I got an K and a F
And I got a C too
And the only thing that's missin'
Is some chicken for you
You wanted chicken
You got your chicken now
I'm too cocky for a rooster like you
I was the ketchup in your French fry’s
With the hot sauce mild
But you'll never get this chicken whatever you do
I’ll have the same! I’ll have the same!
Ah ah ah ah ah
Hold the Fry’s because I’m going to faint
I’ll have the same! I’ll have the same!
Ah ah ah ah ah
Hold the Fry’s because I’m going to faint
Ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah
I am a deboned, chicken head, on a breadstick
you perfected the recipe took almonds and I ate all of it
It’s ‘sell by date' expired so it had to be sold
I’ll have a chicken wing first and then a rice bowl
You wanted chicken
You've got your chicken now
I'm too cocky for a rooster like you
I was the ketchup in your French fry
With the hot sauce mild
But you'll never get this chicken whatever you do
I’ll have the same! I’ll have the same!
Ah ah ah ah ah
Hold the Fry’s because I’m going to faint
I’ll have the same! I’ll have the same!
Ah ah ah ah ah
Hold the Fry’s because I’m going to faint
Ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah
I got an K and a F
And I got a C too
And the only thing that's missin' is U
I got an K and a F
And I got a C too
And the only thing that's missin'
Is some chicken for you
I got an K and a F
And I got a C too
And the only thing that's missin'
Is some chicken for you
I am the ketchup in the French fry’s
With the hot sauce mild
Super size it bitch I haven’t eaten in a while
I am the ketchup in the French fry
With the hot sauce mild
Super size it bitch I haven’t eaten in a while
I’ll have the same! I’ll have the same!
Ah ah ah ah a
Hold the Fry’s because I’m going to faint
I’ll have the same! I’ll have the same!
Ah ah ah ah ah
Hold the Fry’s because I’m going to faint
I’ll have the same! I’ll have the same!
Ah ah ah ah ah
Hold the Fry’s because I’m going to faint
I’ll have the same! I’ll have the same!
Ah ah ah ah ah
Hold the Fry’s because I’m going to faint
SHIRT by EIGHT INCH SCREWS (HURT by NINE INCH NAILS)
I shit my pants today
Because I ate some veal
I focus on the stain
The only thing left of my meal
I’m staring at the bowl
That old familiar smell
Try to wipe it all away
But I remember everything
Where is my bacon?
My sweaty friend
Every shit that I take
Goes away in the end
You could have it all
My T-shirt of shit
I will make you frown
I will need your shirt
I wear this shirt of shit
Upon the toilet chair
Full of chunks of corn
I cannot digest
Beneath the stains of crap
The smells disappear
You are someone else
I am drinking beer
Where is my bacon?
My sweaty friend
Every shit that I take
Goes away in the end
And you could have it all
My T-shirt of shit
I will make you frown
I will need your shirt
If I could crap again
A million miles away
I would wipe myself
I would eat some hay
So beer? By Drool
There's a butler just behind me
Shouting every song I make
Making every prom dress empty
Pulling every finger at me
Waiting like a stalking butt for
Poo upon the finger rests
Ruined now the pattern with mustard
Just because your son had some
Jesus, don’t you use that whistle
Something about pasta and buns
Jesus, don’t you use that whistle
Something about pasta and buns
Why can't we just drink a beer?
I just want to start this conversation over
Why can't we watch Batman forever?
I just want to start this conversation over
He is just a worthless liar
Who is just an imbecile
He will only complicate you
Trust in him and fall as well
He will find a center in you
He will chew up a leaf
He will work the elevator
Just enough to bring you down
Mother Maynard, won't you whistle
Something about pasta and buns
Mother Maynard, won't you whistle
Something about pasta and buns
Why can't we just drink a beer
I just want to start this conversation over
Why can't we watch Batman forever?
I just want to start this conversation over
He is just a worthless liar
Who is just an imbecile
He will only complicate you
Trust in him and fall as well
He will find a center in you
He will chew up a leaf
Don’t Trust him, Don’t Trust him, Don’t Trust him, Don’t Trust him, Don’t Trust him
Why can't we just drink a beer
I just want to start this conversation over
Why can't we watch Batman forever?
I just want to start this conversation over
I want a cheeseburger
I want a cheeseburger
I want a cheeseburger
I want a cheeseburger
And some fries...
Tin by Eight Inch Screws
You gave me some raisins
Gave me the remote control
I gave you my pudding cup
My pudding cup you stole
Did you think I wouldn’t recognize
This piece of pie
Am I just to stupid
To reapply
Appliances
It’s so sweet
And pies pies pies!
It comes down to this
Sunkist
Your fish
And the strainer goes over the tin
Without
A napkin
This in
To my tin
Woah!
You show me a news anchor
He get on my nerves
Carry around a fence
Well I eat what I am served
I’m just a F A G to be disgraced
To run a race
Your need to eat beans and some paste
If I can’t have chicken wings
Well I’ll just eat me some paste
It comes down to this
Sunkist
Your fish
And the strainer goes over the tin
Without
A napkin
This in
To my tin
Woah!
You gave me some raisins
Gave me the remote control
I gave you my pudding cup
My pudding cup you stole
Did you think I wouldn’t recognize
This piece of pie
Am I just to stupid
To reapply
Appliances
It’s so sweet
And pies pies pies!
Y’all get down to this
Sunkist
Your fish
And the strainer goes over the tin
Without
A napkin
Well my tin it goes in to this
Sunkist
Your fish
And the strainer goes over the tin
Without
A napkin
Right into my Tin
UP IN IT by EIGHT INCH SCREWS
Now I'm up in it
Now I'm up in it
Kinda like a clown I was up way up in the pie
And I was seeing some things you wouldn't believe
Sometimes I believe there are elves
And I decided I was never going to frown
Just then a tiny little dog ate my pie
It was just about as small as a bee
But I watched it way too long
It was making me frown
I was down below it
I was down below it
(Now I'm up in it)
I was down below it
I was down below it
(Now I'm up in it)
Shut up
So what, what is the matter cow
You were eating all the hay, now you laying on the ground
And everything I never liked about moo is kind of sleeping on top of me
I try to laugh about it cow but
Isn't it funny how everything works out
“My dress the yolks on me!” she said
I was down below it
I was down below it
(Now I'm up in it)
I was down below it
I was down below it
(Now I'm up in it)
I used to know a pig named wong
I used to play some ping and pong
I used to know a guy named wade
I used to have some money
It used to hold detergent named Tide
Now just a bowl empty inside
I used to go to the mall
I used to have some money
I’ll push a cart I’ll eat a French fry
But the forks already in my pie
And I wrote the word eight on my back and I don't even know why
What I used to think was meat is just a fading memory
I looked him right in the eye and said, "Good pie!”
I was down below it
I was down below it
(Now I'm up in it)
I was down below it
I was down below it
(Now I'm up in it)
I was down below it
I was down below it
(Now I'm up in it)
I was down below it
Cow cow go away
Come again and eat some hay
Cow cow go away
Come again and eat some hay
Cow cow go away
Come again and eat some hay
Cow cow go away
Come again and eat some hay
I was down below it
I was down below it
(Now I'm up in it)
I was down below it
(Now I'm up in it)
By an old mill stream I'm dreaming Nellie Dean Nellie, Dean.
As the waters ebb and flow they seem to whisper sweet and low you're my hearts desire Nellie Dean.
By an old mill pond I'm dreaming Nellie Bond, Nellie Bond.
As the waters ebb and flow they seem to whisper sweet and low you're my hearts desire Nellie Bond.
By an old mill truck I'm dreaming Nellie Smith, Nellie Smith.
As the waters ebb and flow they seem to whisper sweet and low you're my hearts desire Nellie Smith.
Parody of that once I was seven years old song by someone who sounds like Bruno Mars that I thought of a line for and nothing else.
Once I was 90 years old my family told me hurry up and die so we can get your money.
SOMEHOW DAMN EGGED by EIGHT INCH SCREWS (Somewhat damaged by Nine Inch Nails)
So impressed with your new shoes
Tied lace hard that’s what I would do
Heat too high and burnt chicken wing
Lost my fork and onion ring
Click around divide by 3
Taste the wealth of heat in meat
Shedding skin, on my feet
This machine is run by Pete
Made the choice to eat some hay
Drink the mountain of dew ok?
Tear a hole into book I read
Eat the crust and stab the bread
Banana, bruised, forgot at store
Too fucked up to drive car anymore
Poisoned by an apple core
Too fucked up to drive car anymore
Banana, bruised, forgot at store
Too fucked up to drive car anymore
Poisoned by an apple core
Too fucked up to drive car anymore
On my back on my side in the hay
Is shoelace which I tied where I stay
Tried to say, tried to ask I needed shoe
All alone by myself, where were moo?
How could I ever think it's funny cow?
Everything that wore you wouldn't change, but it’s different now
Just like you would always say, "We'll make it moo!”
Then my bread fell apart and where were moo?
How could I ever think it's funny cow
Everything you wore you would never change, but it’s different now
Like you said, "Moo and me milk it through"
Didn't quit play the part, on the truck were moo!
ONION by EIGHT INCH SCREWS (Pinion by Nine Inch Nails)
. . .
(Pinion doesn’t have any lyrics)
Somebody That You Used to Blow
Now and then I think of when we'd hang together
And how you constantly would beg me every time
My friends told me about your awful technique..still I let you kiss me where I pee
But it was horrid and the pain I still remember
It's hard to get a hummer and to still be filled with sadness
You thought an Altoid would feel good, but it just burned
You try to cool your mouth by using ice cubes
But then your teeth they got caught on my pubes
I will admit it was the worst blow job ever
No you didn't have to suck me off
You bit the head and disregarded my balls like they were nothin
You don't even deserve my load cuz you gnaw it like a chew toy and it feels too rough
No you didn't have to lose control
You jammed your fingers in my rectum then pulled out a cucumber
Guess what bitch it's time to go
Now I'm just somebody that you used to blow
Now I'm just somebody that you used to blow
I remember that you just wanted to bend me over
But I thought I'd rather give you something that was much more fun
I started thinking you were gay
Who wouldn't want their penis in my face
But when you started screaming no...I knew that you would just end up somebody that I used to blow
I thought you were gonna bite it off (ahhh ahhh ahhh)
You chewed it so hard when I looked down I thought I'd see nothing (ohh ohh ohhh)
Did you know that I was hospitalized (ahh ahh ahhh)
If I lost any more blood I would have surely died (ohh ohh ohhh)
Haven't you ever seen a porno (ahh ahh ahhh)
They tuck their lips, don't use their teeth cuz it's not made of rubber (ohh ohh ohh)
I guess I learned my lesson though
Now I'm just somebody that you used to blow
Somebody..you used to blow
Somebody...Now I'm just somebody that you used to blow
Somebody...you used to blow
Somebody..Now I'm just somebody that you used to blow
You used to blow
that you used to blow
you used to blow
Somebody eee eeeee CRUNCH
Special thanks to Mark Lindamood for recording and producing the track find him at nfcproductions.com
Monica for painting and helping me get supplies
Andy for lighting my home
Keith for painting, filming..you name it he did it
Lindsay for painting and assisting myself and Keith
Allison for the paint work she did on the wall
VARNISHING by A PERFECT ERKEL (Vanishing by A Perfect Circle)
Reappear
Reappear
Fatter
Fatter
Into your chair
Quickly reappear
Always always always here
Reappear
Reappear
Fatter
Fatter
Into your chair
You are always here
Don’t say never (never)
Like a paint brush being rubbed up against a sign
Eating some hay
Eating some hay
Varnishing on the sign and quickly
Reappear
Reappear
Varnish, varnish onto the chair
Quickly reappear
You are always here
(Eating some hay)
I don't have a whole song's worth of lyrics, but I was recently looking at a movie's content warning on IMDb while 'The Christmas Song (Merry Christmas To You)' was playing, and as I saw this:
I sung it along to the tune of "Chestnuts roasting on an open fire" and then couldn't stop giggling for a few minutes.
DO HAS by BEN STEIN (Du Hast by Rammstein)
Do
Do has
Do has mesh
Do
Do has
Do has mesh
Do
Do has
Do has mesh
Do
Do has
Do has mesh
Do
Do has
Do has mesh
Do has mesh
Do has mesh geflaggot
Do has mesh geflaggot
Do has mesh geflaggot
Und itch have Nitch gesack
Wilst do bist der totten Schneider
Troy in zein fur Allen toggen
Nine nine
Wilst do bist der totten Schneider
Troy in zein fur Allen toggen
Nine nine
Do
Do has
Do has mesh
Do
Do has
Do has mesh
Do
Do has
Do has mesh
Do has mesh
Do has mesh geflaggot
Do has mesh geflaggot
Do has mesh geflaggot
Und itch have Nitch gesack
Wilst do bist der totten Schneider
Troy in zein fur Allen toggen
Nine nine
Wilst do bist der totten Schneider
Troy in zein fur Sleshen toggen
Nine nine
Troy in zein!!!!
Nine Nine
Wilst do bist zum totten Schneider
Sigh lee Ben otch in selecting toggen
Nine Nine
Willst do bus dirt odd each Schneider
True ear sign
Nine Nine
SCUBA BIBLE by DEEO (Holy Diver by Dio)
Hmm hmm
Yeah, yeah
Scuba bible
You've been up too long watching Ricki Lake.
Oh pour bacon on top of me
Pet the tiger
This banana is ripe but I don’t know if it’s clean
Oh do you know where’s my spleen?
Gotta eat some hay, scuba bible, yeah
Got smelly almonds!
Like the cat in the hat in the black and red
Something is coming for shoe, look up
Racist and boring
Put the hotdog in the bun that is on the right
Oh fine we will pay you all right
Gotta eat some hay, eat some hay.
Between the chocolate pies
There's a tooth that's hard to steal, yeah
The vision watches pies
The buffet is a never ending meal!
Say, Scuba bible
You have drank all the Gatorade!
You should be quite afraid
Jump, jump, jump goes the tiger
You can smell his fart and you know he's mean
We will never find my spleen, yeah
Scuba bible
You've been down too long in the afternoon pond
Oh pour the bacon on me
No, no, eye of the tiger
This banana is ripe but I don’t know if it’s clean
Oh don't you see where’s my spleen?
Gotta eat some hay, eat some hay,
Gotta eat some hay, eat some hay, yeah
Scuba bible
Listen to Survivor
You're the one who cleans
Scuba bible
Scuba bible
The cat in the hat is comin' after you
Scuba bible
Scuba bible
Yeah, all right
Eat some hay, eat some hay, eat some hay
Scuba bible
Scuba bible
Scuba bible
At 1/4/21 10:27 PM, Prinzy2 wrote: Remember this masterpiece?
PIE AND KARATE by MARY LYNN MANSON (Cake and Sodomy by Marilyn Manson)
I wanna own a truck, I wanna own a truck!
Virgin old with one titty her dead by her red ditty
Blue-collar-turn-in-mud-pest-kind
Who’s Ed? Ate grape isn't mine!
Poor no nation, evacuation
What's this, time for regurgitation
Libido, libido fascist nation
Too much oval decafination
Eskimos get down on your skis
Time for pie and karate
Eskimos get down on your skis
Time for pie and karate
Time for pie and karate
Time for pie and karate
I wanna own a truck, I wanna own a truck!
We see ours and Dion Celine, Stevie fucked by Dairy Queen
Cash from band and sick ice cream
Who’s sad? Dog was never clean!
Tie bell belt 'round and grow paste
Put ten in nurse in their face
Yeah, right, grape if you're so good
Sex plane the hit trains on your case
Eskimos get down on your skis
Time for pie and karate
Eskimos get down on your skis
Time for pie and karate
Eskimos get down on your skis
Time for pie and karate
Eskimos get down on your skis
Time for pie and karate
Time for pie and karate
Time for pie and karate
SMELLS LIKE TEEN SPIRIT by NIRVANA (a parody of Smells Like Nirvana by Weird Al Yankovich)
Load up on guns, bring your friends
It's fun to lose and to pretend
She's over-bored and self-assured
Oh no, I know a dirty word
Hello, hello, hello, how low
Hello, hello, hello, how low
Hello, hello, hello, how low
Hello, hello, hello
With the lights out, it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto, an albino, a mosquito, my libido
Yeah, hey
I'm worse at what I do best
And for this gift I feel blessed
Our little group has always been
And always will until the end
Hello, hello, hello, how low
Hello, hello, hello, how low
Hello, hello, hello, how low
Hello, hello, hello
With the lights out, it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto, an albino, a mosquito, my libido
Yeah, hey
And I forget just why I taste
Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile
I found it hard, it's hard to find
Oh well, whatever, never mind
Hello, hello, hello, how low
Hello, hello, hello, how low
Hello, hello, hello, how low
Hello, hello, hello
With the lights out, it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto, an albino, a mosquito, my libido
A denial, a denial, a denial, a denial, a denial
A denial, a denial, a denial, a denial