tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70210082235961575792024-03-14T09:30:00.667-07:00Butthole Surfers LyricsUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger84125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021008223596157579.post-57279567948694340852012-03-17T21:58:00.002-07:002012-03-19T18:00:51.981-07:00"Weird Revolution" (2001)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqq25U0-IczW6-291z0RXIRanWqfSFsqWR6smN4fiztfQ99Fi91OO20jhOM91RlQqyDWX99JXGl3Z5ad42VaK2OVOUPV5TW_tBnqLSxhntpMi1WWygM_uEVS53ej2R0wETLsBiSnjuZ8s/s1600/WeirdRevolution.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="298" width="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqq25U0-IczW6-291z0RXIRanWqfSFsqWR6smN4fiztfQ99Fi91OO20jhOM91RlQqyDWX99JXGl3Z5ad42VaK2OVOUPV5TW_tBnqLSxhntpMi1WWygM_uEVS53ej2R0wETLsBiSnjuZ8s/s320/WeirdRevolution.jpg" /></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021008223596157579.post-43132563494251049662012-03-17T21:57:00.008-07:002012-03-17T21:57:58.731-07:00The Weird Revolution Lyrics – Butthole Surfers[Spoken]<br />
On behalf of Dr. Timothy Leary; in association with the legions of illuminated social rejects; and as an influential administrator and creator of musical chaos in these so called "United States" I stand as a messenger of strangeness this evening in order to impress upon or at least to instruct the honorable musicians as to the methods and motives of the truly bizarre reality - The Weird Revolution.<br />
Thomas Jefferson, cofounder and president of this normally corrupt nation said "If God is truly just I tremble for the fate of my country".<br />
Secondly, there are some dynamics at play which I must familiarize you with.<br />
The so-called weirdos in this country stand as completely freaked out by the normal man as the normal man is completely freaked out by the weird masses reaction to him.<br />
Which came first - you may ask - chicken or egg; you may ask. Well, the chicken of course; and it's time to break this weird-ass chain.<br />
The weird masses don't want to be normalized.<br />
Weirdos want to be abnormal.<br />
The freaks can't be formally normalized nor can we normally formalized.<br />
What we want is complete weirdification.<br />
Basically, we don't want weirdness from the normal man.<br />
We don't want to be freaked out by the normal man.<br />
We want to outfreak the normal man.<br />
The normal man entices and prostitutes and performs surgery on our weird women.<br />
Yes, even your brother could be a victim of his plastic fantasies.<br />
And if you weird out his daughter he'll plast your ass.<br />
What's good for the goose is good for the gander.<br />
Are you freaking with me?<br />
What is good for the goose is good for the gander.<br />
So you can pluck out his feathers and smile because you are defending our weird women from the freaky-ass thoughts of the bug-eyed, bow-legged normal man.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021008223596157579.post-68630508673253837462012-03-17T21:57:00.005-07:002012-03-17T21:57:34.461-07:00The Shame Of Life Lyrics – Butthole SurfersI love the girls and the money and the shame of life<br />
My shallow mind is just a sign of your game of life<br />
There were girls in the front<br />
There were girls in the back<br />
And there were girls pettin' squirrels<br />
And there were squirrels smokin' crack<br />
With an old Navy Seal and the DEA<br />
And a loaded automatic just to blow me all away<br />
With a dog drinkin' liquor from a hole in the sky<br />
And a picture of a pitcher throwin' pitches at a guy<br />
He had a problem with his sister and her 3D cups<br />
And a brother with a shovel just to shake it all up<br />
<br />
I love the girls and the money and the shame of life<br />
Hop down they're the people on the street<br />
Where the fuzz in the navel make the people want to eat<br />
My shallow mind is just a sign of your game of life<br />
Get found at the level of the rest<br />
Where the people on the street put their mettle to the test<br />
<br />
Locomotive individual and a knuckle in a fight<br />
And I was hidin' in the bushes but I couldn't stand the light<br />
And he was highly indisputable the leader of the gang<br />
Like a bullet in the freezer - Bang Bang<br />
<br />
I love the girls and the money and the shame of life<br />
Hop down they're the people on the street<br />
Where the fuzz in the navel make the people want to eat<br />
My shallow mind is just a sign of your game of life<br />
Get found at the level of the rest<br />
Where the people on the street put their mettle to the test<br />
<br />
Get down - get down get get dow dow dow down<br />
Invisibility is a relative thing<br />
hah hah hah ha ha ha ha ha<br />
<br />
I was all shaken up after I got shaken down<br />
I was shakin' in the air<br />
And I was shakin' on the ground<br />
I was taken by the shaker who was preachin' to the crew<br />
He was shakin' lots of bacon cookin' egg in his shoe<br />
And awaken all the stereos began to sing a tune<br />
Told us we were just a vision in a dream about a shoe<br />
That was walkin' through a store<br />
To find a needle for a soul<br />
That had lost a little reason<br />
Through a little tiny hole<br />
<br />
I love the girls and the money and the shame of life<br />
Hop down they're the people on the street<br />
Where the fuzz in the navel make the people want to eat<br />
My shallow mind is just a sign of your game of life<br />
Get found at the level of the rest<br />
Where the people on the street put their mettle to the test<br />
I love the girls and the money and the shame of life<br />
Hop down they're the people on the street<br />
Where the fuzz in the navel make the people want to eat<br />
My shallow mind is just a sign of your game of life<br />
Get found at the level of the rest<br />
Where the people on the street put their mettle to the test<br />
<br />
[Addtional closing lyrics in French]Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021008223596157579.post-19338769944249549022012-03-17T21:57:00.002-07:002012-03-17T21:57:10.048-07:00Dracula From Houston Lyrics – Butthole SurfersGot no future, great big past<br />
Little bitty guy on the rim of my glass.<br />
Gotta meet the plane, so I can get my monkey<br />
Teach him to be cool but a little bit funky.<br />
Got no credit, and I got no fear,<br />
and I got about a buck so I can buy a beer.<br />
Gotta see a doctor 'bout the words I've said.<br />
and I gotta get a bike and I gotta paint it red.<br />
<br />
Oh no, we gotta go, we're not gonna live forever<br />
Why, why, we gotta die? You know that WE'LL be together<br />
Hey, hey we gotta say, I could never be a savior<br />
You don't have to be there 'cause I'm never, never, never comin' home<br />
<br />
Three feet deep in a slow motion WRECK<br />
I was walkin' the walk and I was talkin' to the best<br />
I was wrinkled and shriveled and steppin' out of line<br />
PLAYIN' the end against the MIDDLE and losing every time<br />
I was venous and heinous and crippled and sad<br />
Thought I was invincible, the baddest of the bad<br />
Then I woke up one morning, and I stepped out of bed<br />
Had to get a bike, had to paint it red<br />
<br />
Oh no, we gotta go, we're not gonna live forever<br />
Why, why, we gotta die? You know that WE'LL be together<br />
Hey, hey we gotta say, I could never be a savior<br />
I know that you'll miss me but I'm never, never, never comin' home<br />
<br />
Crazy (I'm crazy, I wanna tell you that I'm crazy)<br />
Janis E. and Kurtis Mayfield, Leslie Gore with VIDAL Sassoon<br />
How you think I, How you think I, How you think I take it<br />
Said, how you think I take it when I hear all about it<br />
Where will he go and where's the brain<br />
Este noche, enchillada, in Chicago ni por nada<br />
<br />
Oh no, we gotta go, we're not gonna live forever<br />
Why, why, we gotta die? You know that WE'LL be together<br />
Hey, hey we gotta say, I could never be a savior<br />
You don't have to be there 'cause I'm never, never, never comin' home<br />
<br />
Starin' in disbelief out at the gloom<br />
I was forced with remorse to learn the bassoon<br />
I got real good in about six years<br />
Started playing out for a couple of beers<br />
Then one day I was playin' at the gig<br />
And in walked the monkey with a couple of funky friends<br />
He came right over and said<br />
"This is what you'll do, you're gonna get a bike<br />
You're gonna paint it blue"<br />
<br />
Oh no, we gotta go, we're not gonna live forever<br />
Why, why, we gotta die? You know that we'll be together<br />
Hey, hey we gotta say, I could never be a savior<br />
I know that you'll miss me but I'm never, never, never comin' homeUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021008223596157579.post-86928045093174604082012-03-17T21:56:00.005-07:002012-03-17T21:56:34.866-07:00Venus Lyrics – Butthole Surfers1, 2, 3, 4<br />
everybody all come running<br />
why do they run it so<br />
downtown up around they go<br />
downtown it's a run around, run around<br />
downtown it's an up town run around, Go<br />
<br />
Yea, everybody talkin bout the circle in the sand<br />
and the (thinin) of the people will they ever understand?<br />
and the people in the sequeal and the steeple in the sky<br />
are the only people set up, I hope they just die<br />
<br />
Yea, everybody talkin bout the seal in the sand<br />
and the steeple of the sequel will they every understand?<br />
and the people in the window are the victims of the sky<br />
and the lonesome need a farret, I hope they just die, Go<br />
<br />
1, 2, 3, 4,<br />
everybody all come running<br />
why do they run it so<br />
downtown up around they go<br />
downtown it's a run around, run around<br />
downtown it's an up town run around, Go<br />
<br />
everybody talkin bout fried eggs<br />
everybody talkin bout Jesus<br />
everybody talkin bout lawers<br />
everybody walkin on lava<br />
everybody get a new lawer<br />
everybody feel a little longer<br />
everybody get a little wider<br />
everybody get up...<br />
<br />
(random mumbling and odd jibberish...)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021008223596157579.post-83665754533523864132012-03-17T21:56:00.002-07:002012-03-17T21:56:10.308-07:00Shit Like That Lyrics – Butthole SurfersI keep seeing cloth in my mirror<br />
Which one?<br />
My stomach hurts so bad I could die<br />
I'm moving into a neighborhood I can't stand<br />
The sky is changing colour<br />
There's a metallic paste in my mouth<br />
It's been a great winter<br />
Everything went sour<br />
<br />
Shit like that<br />
Shit like that<br />
Shit like that<br />
Shit like that<br />
<br />
They cut me off at the clinic<br />
I had to fight another doctor<br />
I found him in the yellow pages<br />
Maybe I'm bi-polar<br />
<br />
Shit like that<br />
Shit like that<br />
Shit like that<br />
Shit like that<br />
<br />
The sky is changing colour<br />
There's a metallic paste in my mouth<br />
It's been a great f**king winter<br />
Everything went sour<br />
<br />
Shit like that<br />
Shit like that<br />
Shit like that<br />
Shit like thatUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021008223596157579.post-82496159264041899702012-03-17T21:55:00.005-07:002012-03-17T21:55:47.508-07:00Mexico Lyrics – Butthole SurfersGod, Zeus, Allah, Buddha.<br />
Bob Dylan on a motor scooter.<br />
<br />
Allah, Buddha, God, Zeus.<br />
Gotta get me a red caboose.<br />
<br />
Buddha, God, Zeus, Allah.<br />
Mexico in a low Impala.<br />
<br />
Zeus, Allah, Buddha, God.<br />
Eco suda pinchay a nada.<br />
<br />
We love him.<br />
We love him.<br />
We love him.<br />
<br />
Zeus, Allah, Buddha, God.<br />
Eco suda la ching ga.<br />
<br />
God, Zeus, Allah, Buddha.<br />
Bob Dylan on a motor scooter.<br />
<br />
We love him.<br />
We love him.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021008223596157579.post-65523896341929980152012-03-17T21:55:00.002-07:002012-03-17T21:55:22.703-07:00Intelligent Guy Lyrics – Butthole SurfersI'm not the world's most intelligent guy<br />
Sometimes I just sit, and wonder why<br />
It takes a lot of money and a telephone<br />
Rock me baby, rock me baby, all night long<br />
<br />
Bake us and we will not burn<br />
Kill us and we will return<br />
Shake us and we will not shock<br />
Shock us and we'll fucking rock<br />
<br />
I'm not the world's most incredible man<br />
But I just can't seem to understand<br />
If it weren't for all the people I'd be all alone<br />
Rock me baby, rock me baby, all night long<br />
<br />
Bake us and we will not burn<br />
Kill us and we will return<br />
Shake us and we will not shock<br />
Shock us and we'll fucking rock<br />
<br />
They were doing what I was doing while lightning hit the street<br />
A bar of soap, a pint of scope was all they'd had to eat<br />
Looky there, some macaroni, it happened to his hair<br />
He had a shirt, but it was hurt, and sadness filled the air<br />
<br />
Now I'm not the world's most incredible man<br />
I never can quite seem to understand<br />
If it weren't for all the people I'd be all alone<br />
Rock me baby, rock me baby, all night long<br />
<br />
It takes a lot of money, then you teach them how to talk<br />
Come on pretty baby, rock rock rock!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021008223596157579.post-68428774307360558672012-03-17T21:54:00.002-07:002012-03-17T21:54:24.812-07:00Get Down Lyrics – Butthole SurfersCome, come, come, a come to me<br />
I said a come on down where 'a I can see<br />
I said you better be aware of what I do<br />
You said you never gonna see 'a what I been through<br />
<br />
I said get down, get down, get down, get down, get down<br />
Get down, get down, get down, get down, get down, get down<br />
Get down, get down, get down, get down, yee-haw<br />
<br />
My pop he 'a say to me, he said you got ta 65 until you're old and free<br />
I said a 2 by 2 'a he's a 49<br />
You say ya never get it caught if you are never behind<br />
<br />
I said get down, get down, get down, get down, get down<br />
Get down, get down, get down, get down, get down, get down<br />
Get down, get down, get down, get down, yee-haw<br />
<br />
[break]<br />
<br />
His brain upon a razor was a BB in a lake<br />
He'd had it with a thousand daggers while his Rolex was a fake<br />
He said a word with the devil while his wife was pretty mean<br />
His kids beat up his mother and his dog drank gasoline<br />
<br />
I said a 30 miles an hour down the highway rollin'<br />
An a thousand thoughts a second but a hundred's all we know<br />
30 kinds of liquor Lord and 20 kinds of beer<br />
15 funky reasons and another house to fear<br />
<br />
I said get down, get down, get down, get down, get down<br />
Get down, get down, get down, get down, get down, get down<br />
Get down, get down, get down, get down, yee-haw<br />
<br />
[break/solo]<br />
<br />
Sixth time that I say to me<br />
You said you'll never get caught if you're not gonna be<br />
I said a 45 minutes from the finish line<br />
I said you're gonna never be a girlfriend of mine<br />
<br />
I said get down, get down, get down, get down, get down<br />
Get down, get down, get down, get down, get down, get down<br />
Get down, get down, get down, get down, yee-hawUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021008223596157579.post-52509137605775219882012-03-17T21:49:00.002-07:002012-03-17T21:49:04.104-07:00Jet Fighter Lyrics – Butthole SurfersJet fighters never die<br />
<br />
Mikey was a little boy, he loved to watch the clouds<br />
He was born to fly<br />
Mikey joined the Navy, his father was quite proud<br />
Mother never wanted it that way<br />
He got into the cockpit and rose up in the sky<br />
Set his sights on Beirut and he let his missiles fly<br />
Boom, Boom!<br />
<br />
Jet fighters never die<br />
I don't know, but I've been told<br />
It's been said that God is dead<br />
Jet fighters never cry, jet fighters never die<br />
<br />
The General smoked a Cuban blunt<br />
Hand rolled by the Reds<br />
Then he poured a glass of Scotch<br />
and tallied up the dead<br />
<br />
The fighter banked into the night, then he caught a Sam<br />
He rose up into Heaven with Jesus in his hand<br />
Scenery was so beautiful, could not believe his eyes<br />
Then he spotted John Wayne, he knew he had arrived<br />
Jesus interrupted him, he had something to tell<br />
They had to speak with Allah, and he sent them both to Hell!<br />
Boom, boom!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021008223596157579.post-50262588202556938892012-03-17T21:48:00.005-07:002012-03-17T21:48:42.467-07:00The Last Astronaut Lyrics – Butthole SurfersNow we have-<br />
We've, uh, cleared<br />
the Southern tip of<br />
South America and<br />
We're coming in-<br />
on into Australia<br />
and over New Zealand<br />
and I have never seen-<br />
incredible-<br />
beauty-<br />
One of the excavators<br />
on the exploratory satellite<br />
number 5-8-12.<br />
<br />
It seems like, uh,<br />
the people here<br />
are really, really sad,<br />
and I'm just sort of<br />
confused right now.<br />
It seems as if<br />
some sort of devise<br />
has detonated here.<br />
There is a lot of confusion-<br />
Absolutely no ambulances<br />
at all on the area-<br />
We somehow got<br />
control of the transmitter.<br />
Its just chaos everywhere.<br />
<br />
We are nearing the Bearing Strait<br />
right now<br />
and we're coming in<br />
over Denmark.<br />
Its-<br />
Its really beautiful up here.<br />
There's really no<br />
way to describe<br />
the sensation of<br />
outer space travel,<br />
I'll tell you what.<br />
There's really nothing like this-<br />
I've really never seen<br />
anything quite so beautiful.<br />
I hope you're listening to me<br />
and I wish you were here with me.<br />
<br />
We're just coming over<br />
the Soviet Union.<br />
There's a large firey mass-<br />
Hold on, its uh-<br />
its unbelievable.<br />
I uh- I hope everything's<br />
okay down there...<br />
I certainly do...<br />
Its like a, uh-<br />
I don't know-<br />
Excavator on an<br />
exploratory satellite<br />
number 5-8-12.<br />
Oh, seems like uh,<br />
hello?<br />
Control, are you there?<br />
Seems like there's<br />
no one out there-<br />
like hello?<br />
Hello?<br />
Hey guys?<br />
Is there anyone left?<br />
My God!<br />
It killed all of them.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021008223596157579.post-83658801225731718562012-03-17T21:48:00.002-07:002012-03-17T21:48:16.373-07:00They Came In Lyrics – Butthole SurfersThey came in the clothes that I'm in<br />
And threw the phone at my wall<br />
They were strangers<br />
They drive in the car that I'm in<br />
And you never see their faces at all<br />
They were strangers<br />
They drive in the car that I'm in<br />
And you never see their faces at all<br />
They know my fears and cry in my tears<br />
Through a face without an eye at all<br />
They came in the phone that I'm in<br />
And threw the face on my wall<br />
Know my tears and cry in my fears<br />
Through an eye without a face at all<br />
Face at all... face at all...<br />
Face at all... face at all...<br />
They came in the phone that I'm in<br />
And threw the face on my wall<br />
Know my fears and cry in my tears<br />
Through a face without an eye at all<br />
Aaahhh...Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021008223596157579.post-76856481524834447012012-03-17T21:47:00.002-07:002012-03-19T18:00:01.741-07:00"Electriclarryland" (1996)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvFffbo0poApJNOyB6tMKJ-xZoxNdwVvzpiWiJBjS68k9WW38SZ0VVPudBX5Yx_1dkuO03yI_Im1UZMWr-MSE73kw02v4SUvzDhed5Nk6U3PKS3FBJDVaEiGPmYW0H4K1JhMcPJK2-10Q/s1600/Electriclarryland.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="320" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvFffbo0poApJNOyB6tMKJ-xZoxNdwVvzpiWiJBjS68k9WW38SZ0VVPudBX5Yx_1dkuO03yI_Im1UZMWr-MSE73kw02v4SUvzDhed5Nk6U3PKS3FBJDVaEiGPmYW0H4K1JhMcPJK2-10Q/s320/Electriclarryland.jpg" /></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021008223596157579.post-8236198472663971032012-03-17T21:46:00.006-07:002012-03-17T21:46:57.346-07:00Birds Lyrics – Butthole SurfersAlright what are we doing here? Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha.<br />
aaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!<br />
You're workin and you already stinks like a finger,<br />
Roller Coaster lovely hair<br />
You wanna pop a bubble out you know it's only trouble<br />
cause you think that no one better can care<br />
Wham bam it's a scam you're the man we're your friends<br />
We go nothin' better to say<br />
So we make our only choices that reminded you of voices<br />
They say that nothin's really better today<br />
I wanna hide, wanna be unknown,<br />
If I can't decide, I'll get it on my own<br />
Say you got a leak you know the reason I want a bitch<br />
Said the plais room that are leaving you scared<br />
You're steady and your eye when you're tryin' seein' double<br />
And you never know the places you've been<br />
Can't see it can you hear real trip dine on air<br />
Well something's ready better than they are<br />
We couldn't tell it wanted and it almost broke my heart a situation like just a fair<br />
You can never do anything that's never been done before<br />
You can try a different style but you'll end up on the side of the floor, wasted<br />
Instead of tryin' East and wide redifinded Thinkin' of<br />
We got nothin better to say<br />
Stand out in the gutter we would call a number time and then get a feelin' go away<br />
Oh what hate, wanna be unknown,<br />
If I can't decide, I'll get it on my own<br />
Tired of my own You know we like your sisters keep it like a movie in Maine<br />
She calls at my gun and she leaves me at the bind the she's runnin'<br />
I should clear the way<br />
Wham bam it's a scam you're the man we're your friends<br />
We got nothin' better to say<br />
So we make our only choices with our minds and make our voices says that nothin's really better today<br />
You can never do anything that's never been done before<br />
You can try, a different style, but you always end up on the floor, wastedUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021008223596157579.post-12780989454151505072012-03-17T21:46:00.003-07:002012-03-17T21:46:36.660-07:00Cough Syrup Lyrics – Butthole SurfersShe played for the Angels<br />
I played for the tribe<br />
The summer had been stolen and the bases were all loaded<br />
There was big money on the line<br />
Big my all the time yeah<br />
There was big money on the line<br />
I can't walk so I guess I'm gonna stay at home<br />
They can have my legs just leave my head alone<br />
I was in the kitchen<br />
The year was in the fall<br />
A friend of mine had told me that there were no point in mopin'<br />
No there were no point at all<br />
There was big fire in the hall, yeah<br />
There weren't no points at all<br />
I can't walk so I guess I'm gonna stay at home<br />
They can have my legs just leave my head alone<br />
And I can't talk so I guess I got nothin' to say<br />
I'll keep my eyes just take these tears away<br />
Lock, stock, and barrel all the dogs were gone to feral and the car ran like a broken perculator<br />
His liver had gone hard and he wouldn't mow the yard<br />
There was big money on the line<br />
And I heard that his brother was a viking<br />
He liked to solve a problem with a gun<br />
If you want to know the facts you gotta teach him how to act<br />
And I hate cough syrup don't you<br />
I'd rather be a sailor than a fighter<br />
I'd like to sail a ship into the sun<br />
If you wanna know the truth you gotta dig up Johnny Booth<br />
And I hate cough syrup don't you<br />
I know that your mother is a martyr<br />
I heard she's got connections with the mob<br />
If you wanna learn the fight you gotta drink up all the light<br />
And I hate cough syrup don't you<br />
I'd rather be a matchstick than a lighter<br />
I like to see the wood curl up and burn<br />
If you wanna touch the sky you must be prepared to die<br />
And I hate cough syrup don't you<br />
I hate cough syrup and I hate the food in Europe<br />
And I hate cough syrup it's true<br />
You wanna know the truth you gotta dig up Johnny Booth<br />
And I hate cough syrup don't you<br />
I hate cough syrup it's trueUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021008223596157579.post-73208689364438887282012-03-17T21:46:00.000-07:002012-03-17T21:46:16.784-07:00Pepper Lyrics – Butthole SurfersMarky got with Sharon, Sharon got Sherice<br />
She was sharin' Sharon's outlook on the topic of disease<br />
Mikey had a facial scar, and Bobby was a racist<br />
They were all in love with dyin', they were doin' it in Texas<br />
<br />
Tommy played piano like a kid out in the rain<br />
Then he lost his leg in Dallas, he was dancin' with a train<br />
They were all in love with dyin', they were drinking from a fountain<br />
That was pourin' like an avalanche comin' down the mountain<br />
<br />
I don't mind the sun sometimes, the images it shows<br />
I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes<br />
Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies<br />
You never know just how you look through other people's eyes<br />
<br />
Some will die in hot pursuit in fiery auto crashes<br />
Some will die in hot pursuit while sifting through my ashes<br />
Some will fall in love with life and drink it from a fountain<br />
That is pouring like an avalanche comin' down the mountain<br />
<br />
I don't mind the sun sometimes, the images it shows<br />
I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes<br />
Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies<br />
You never know just how you look through other people's eyes<br />
<br />
Another Mikey took a knife while arguing in traffic<br />
Flipper died a natural death, he caught a nasty virus<br />
Then there was the ever present football player-rapist<br />
They were all in love with dyin', they were doin' it in Texas<br />
<br />
Paulie caught a bullet, but it only hit his leg<br />
Well, it should have been a better shot, and got him in the head<br />
They were all in love with dyin', they were drinkin' from a fountain<br />
That was pourin' like an avalanche comin' down the mountain<br />
<br />
I don't mind the sun sometimes, the images it shows<br />
I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes<br />
Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies<br />
You never know just how you look through other people's eyesUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021008223596157579.post-63992824876692482372012-03-17T21:45:00.002-07:002012-03-17T21:45:12.139-07:00Thermador Lyrics – Butthole SurfersWhen I reach into my pocket<br />
That's where I lose control yeah<br />
There's a panther in my tree now<br />
And as you heard roar<br />
Get out of my life, get out my girlfriend<br />
Before I lose her mind<br />
Yeah our buddy gotta see you have it<br />
Everybody knows freedom, you'll find it inside your head yeah<br />
Everybody knows Jesus, he'll be there when you are dead yeah<br />
Watch that sound everybody look around what the hell is going down yeah<br />
Round, Round, Round she goes<br />
When I see the fuck-offs spur here<br />
Sets me kind of on fire yeah<br />
When I seize them son of a boyfriend<br />
Gonna lose my mind<br />
Everybody knows freedom, you'll find it inside your head yeah<br />
Everybody knows Jesus, he'll be there when you are dead yeah<br />
Watch that sound everybody look around what the hell is going down<br />
When I see you in my dreams now<br />
Makes me wanna turn<br />
I've seen my panther and I seen my whore now<br />
I know what's good for whores yeah<br />
Whatcha doin' girl in my dreams now<br />
Everybody knows freedom, you'll find it inside your head yeah<br />
Everybody knows Jesus, he'll be there when you are dead yeah<br />
Hey there now better watch that sound everybody look what was going down yeahUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021008223596157579.post-54947269567783981252012-03-17T21:44:00.002-07:002012-03-17T21:44:17.582-07:00Ulcer Breakout Lyrics – Butthole SurfersEver fall in love with a lie<br />
Ever fall in love with a lie<br />
Ever felt a gun for the trigger<br />
Ever fell so fast you could die<br />
Got to be at least 500 inches<br />
Cubic inches never certifited by law<br />
Ever had a feeling of pleasure<br />
Ever felt your eyes get shot<br />
ever fall into the trunk yeah<br />
So fast head over your balls<br />
Got to be at least 500 inches<br />
Cubic inches out of 75 recorded by law<br />
Ever fall in love with a Chevy<br />
Ever fall in love with a Ford<br />
Ever felt the torque of a hemmi<br />
Ever seen the face of the lord<br />
Got to be at least 500 inches<br />
Cubic inches out of 75 recorded by law<br />
Ever fall in love with a lie<br />
Ever fall in love with a lie<br />
Ever felt a gun for the trigger<br />
Ever fell so fast you could die<br />
Got to be at least 500 inches<br />
Cubic inches never certified by lawUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021008223596157579.post-31969304685669034182012-03-17T21:43:00.005-07:002012-03-17T21:43:48.579-07:00Jingle Of A Dog's Collar Lyrics – Butthole SurfersI was lookin' for the main line when I was<br />
Workin' through a friend of mine but I<br />
Couldn't seem to find the time<br />
What do they know about love<br />
What do they know about love<br />
What do they know about love my friend<br />
What do they know about love<br />
The Jingle of a Dog's Collar would be good right here<br />
The Jingle of a Dog's Collar would be fine<br />
The Jingle of a Dog's Collar would be good right here<br />
The Jingle of a Dog's Collar would be fine<br />
What do they know about love<br />
What do they know about love<br />
What do they know about love my friend<br />
What do they know about love<br />
The Jingle of a Dog's Collar would be good right here<br />
The Jingle of a Dog's Collar would be fine<br />
The Jingle of a Dog's Collar would be good right here<br />
The Jingle of a Dog's Collar would be fine<br />
I was looking for the main line when I was<br />
workin' for a friend of mine<br />
What do they know about love<br />
What do they know about loveUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021008223596157579.post-42927638634207516982012-03-17T21:43:00.002-07:002012-03-17T21:43:13.997-07:00TV Star Lyrics – Butthole SurfersI'm in love with a TV star<br />
She drove me home in her Lexus car<br />
Like her dog but I don't watch her show<br />
Spend my time with the radio<br />
Seen her dancin on the Sunset Strip<br />
Bell-bottom jeans and her curvy hips<br />
Seen her sittin there with her boyfriend<br />
Good lookin' fellow but he's lookin' kinda thin<br />
Christina, A La La La La, Christina, A La La La La,<br />
Christina, A La La La La, Christina, A La La La La,<br />
I love you sooooo<br />
Remember that day we played pool<br />
I saw your bedroom and we ate B-BQ<br />
Barbie came from her trip down town<br />
Fifty up and Forty down<br />
Love ya more than the sun and the sky<br />
Gotta kiss and hug ya before I die<br />
Something else that you oughta know too,<br />
did something weird<br />
Christina, A La La La La, Christina, A La La La La,<br />
Christina, A La La La La, Christina, A La La La La,<br />
I love you so<br />
I'm in love with a TV star<br />
She drove me home in her Lexus car<br />
Like her dog but I don't watch her show<br />
Spend my time with the radio<br />
Been watchin' TV as the years go by<br />
Seen em' born and I seen them die<br />
Something else that you oughta know too<br />
I like a girl named Ellen more than you<br />
Christina, A La La La La, Christina, A La La La La,<br />
Christina, A La La La La, Christina, A La La La La,<br />
I love you soUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021008223596157579.post-41237729089580320862012-03-17T21:42:00.005-07:002012-03-17T21:42:39.259-07:00My Brother's Wife Lyrics – Butthole SurfersI am not a priss, my brother's wife<br />
There was a time when I thought that the longer<br />
Am I a slave to my mind oh, ahhhhhh<br />
My brother's wife<br />
<br />
I know it's not right, what I'm thinking deny me<br />
My brother's wife<br />
I will always stay<br />
My brother's wife<br />
I know, shh<br />
My brother's wife<br />
<br />
I share the secret requests of the clown<br />
There is no denying me<br />
I must have my brother's wife's breasts<br />
Total babe, what's wrong?<br />
My brother's wife and her car, her ass<br />
I am in love with my brother's wife and her breasts<br />
<br />
Sadly I turn to the left and I see<br />
My brother's wife's breasts<br />
I really must be off<br />
Oh it hurts to laugh<br />
My brother's wife, please help<br />
No, no, no, not my brother's wife's breasts<br />
Oh GodUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021008223596157579.post-6484074928089445472012-03-17T21:42:00.002-07:002012-03-17T21:42:03.523-07:00Ah Ha Lyrics – Butthole SurfersHello Monday seems like Friday<br />
Happened just the other day<br />
Tuesday came for Friday morning<br />
Then it started up again<br />
What would I do Monday's through<br />
Nothing seems to change<br />
I guess I'll have for wait for Friday<br />
Turn into another day<br />
Turn into another day<br />
Turn into another day now<br />
(I'm not tired but I got it ready da da dao<br />
Get it out that little client da da dao)<br />
Hello no one how will I be<br />
Doing nothing till tomorrow<br />
Somethin' told me no one called to tell me<br />
Nothin' will be home<br />
Some how couldn't I find the words<br />
Can be used to tell my story<br />
Guess you'll have to take the risk<br />
Because it might be rather boring<br />
Yeah it might be rather boring<br />
Might be rather boring to you<br />
Could it be an atrophy<br />
Of memories or loss of vision<br />
Maybe it's I can't recall situations or the places<br />
Perhaps I should be happy with<br />
Many things I can't remember<br />
Battle through the solitude<br />
Get another lonely winter<br />
Get another lonely winter<br />
Get another lonely winter<br />
Half of time I got it right da da dao<br />
Get around without little Bryan da da dao<br />
Hold me stealin' liver garden da da dao<br />
Is it slippin' or am I dyin' ya da daUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021008223596157579.post-36195156103271742232012-03-17T21:41:00.000-07:002012-03-17T21:41:35.242-07:00The Lord Is A Monkey Lyrics – Butthole SurfersAhhhh...<br />
The Lord is a monkey<br />
Thanksgiving's coming on the Fourth of July<br />
In the form of a girl with a needle in her eye<br />
Well she come from out west on a nickel worth of gas<br />
Got her mind on her money and her dope up her ass<br />
Outside of Phoenix she was kinda broke down<br />
Burned a cracker-boy rig and she was out of that town.<br />
Ha Ha Ha!<br />
<br />
Ahhhhh...<br />
Well she was a Hare Krishna in the Ashram Bed<br />
She was sellin' 'get sky' and had funky-ass hair<br />
She pooed in my mouth and she threw me on the bed<br />
Where she cut off my balls and she sewed them to my head<br />
Well she's heading back East in a 67 Caddy<br />
Got her mind on her money and a dope for her daddy<br />
<br />
Well I met her on the street where she beat me like a fool<br />
Then she got me accepted to an ivy league school<br />
Well I real did good but it's kickin' my ass<br />
I lost 38 pounds and my eye turned to glass<br />
Well she's looking pretty good first week in July<br />
She's got her dope up her ass and a needle in her eye<br />
<br />
Ahhhhh...<br />
Thanksgivings coming on the Fourth of July<br />
In the form of a girl with a needle in her eye<br />
Well she come from out west on a nickel worth of gas<br />
Got her mind on her money and her dope up her assUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021008223596157579.post-67707561102242068822012-03-17T21:32:00.000-07:002012-03-17T21:32:07.655-07:00Let's Talk About Cars Lyrics – Butthole Surfers[A man and woman speaking in French]<br />
<br />
Goodbye benediction<br />
Goodbye gasoline<br />
Goodbye paranoia<br />
Goodbye sleeze<br />
<br />
[Again speaking in French]<br />
<br />
Goodbye Hari Kirshna<br />
It's been the best<br />
Goodbye Earth<br />
Goodbye Patricia Nixon's breasts<br />
<br />
[Speaking in French]<br />
[Laughing/crowd murmurs/talking]<br />
<br />
Would you like to talk about cars?<br />
Yeah<br />
Let's talk about carsUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021008223596157579.post-10607058587387687962012-03-17T21:31:00.002-07:002012-03-17T21:31:26.997-07:00L.A. Lyrics – Butthole SurfersYeah!<br />
<br />
I don't care<br />
What I say<br />
I don't care about it anyway<br />
<br />
I'm not sure if I'm gonna be around tonight<br />
Yeah!<br />
<br />
I'm not sure if I'm gonna be around round here<br />
Gonna be round here<br />
Gonna be<br />
<br />
Gonna be in trouble<br />
Trouble!<br />
<br />
I don't care what they sayUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0