MEN O’ MEAT
WORSHIPPIN THE DEVIL WITH OUR PANTS PULLED DOWN
WITH OUR HADES MEETS VEGAS HATEWACK HOEDOWN
WE’RE THE MOTHERFUCKIN’ MEN O MEAT
LURCHIN INTO TOWN IN A DUNGWAGON RIDE
LIMP OUT THE NEXT DAY MORE DEAD THAN ALIVE
WE’RE THE MOTHERFUCKIN’ MEN O MEAT
WE’RE HATIN’ N BAITIN’ CREATIN’ FOR SATAN
WITH A LEAN MEAN SHEEN
A REEKIN’ CREAKIN’ PUNK MACHINE
WITH THIS HOT NEW PLATTER ON YER OL VICTROLA
MEATY BLASTS OF BRAVADO GONNA BOWL YOU OVA
WE’RE THE MOTHERFUCKIN’ MEN O MEAT
WORSHIPPIN THE DEVIL WITH OUR PANTS PULLED DOWN
TURN YOUR WIFE INTO A 4 HOLER PACK HER BROWN
WE’RE THE MOTHERFUCKIN’ MEN O MEAT x4
DINOSAUR
I’VE BEEN AROUND..SINCE THE DAWN OF PUNK TIME
I'VE BEEN PLYING THESE PUNK ROCK WATERS SINCE 1979
PUNK ROCK GOD AMONG MEN
A CERTIFIED DUTCH HERCULES
I’M A PENCIL NECK GEEK AND A RHYMIN’ FUCKING FREAK
WATCH ME DROP TROU...SO YOU CAN SQUEEZE MY DISEASE
I'M A POET I’M A THIEF
I'M A PRICK BEYOND BELIEF
I'M A MEZOZOIC NEVER STOIC
I’M JUST A MOTHERFUCKIN’ DINOSAUR
DINOSAUR
STILL THE KING OF THE CRASS
STILL UP HERE TEACHIN’ THE CLASS
30 YEARS OF LOOGIE SLINGIN’
IF YOU STILL DONT DIG MY SINGIN’
FACEPLANT! ANALINGUS MY ASS!!
I'M A CROCHETY FUCK
STILL TELLING YOU THAT YOU SUCK!
TOILING IN OBSCURITY AND FLAUNTING IMMATURITY
MY MEATBOYS...HELLBENT RUNNIN’ AMOK
I'M A SINNER I’M A SAINT
I'M A TONGUER OF THE TAINT
I'M A PIECE OF SHIT WITH CLASSIC WIT
BIG BOLD AND BURLY SURLY DINOSAUR
HI IT’S ME -TESCO VEE
THE FORCES OF GOOD WANNA CRUCIFY ME
THEY WON’T WIN - CUZ I AM SIN
I'M A POET I’M A THIEF
I'M A PRICK BEYOND BELIEF
I'M A MEZOZOIC NEVER STOIC
I’M JUST A MOTHERFUCKIN’ DINOSAUR
I'M JUST A TITTY FUCKIN’ DINOSAUR
AN OLD AS FUCK STILL TRUCKIN’ DINOSAUR
A SWOLLEN PUSSY FILLING DINOSAUR
I’M JUST A CHRISTIAN KILLING DINOSAUR
JUST A GODAMN DINOSAUR!
I'M GONNA FUCK YOU UP
BUICK REGAL IN MY WAY
ANCIENT DRIVERS THEY MUST PAY
GRIND YOU INTO FUCK PUREE
I’M GONNA FUCK YOU UP!
WAL MART WHITE TRASH EVERYWHERE
CELLULITIC DERRIERE
STEP INTO THE MAGIC SQUARE
I’M GONNA FUCK YOU UP!
BAPTIST CHURCH SAY ‘GOD HATES FAGS
PROTEST AT THE BODY BAGS
SENDS ME ON A STABBIN’ JAG
I’M GONNA FUCK YOU UP!
WARM UP BAND PLAYED WAY TOO LONG
WITH SHITTY AFTER SHITTY SONG
FOR HOW LONG WILL YOUR SUCK PROLONG?
I’M GONNA FUCK YOU UP!
TEA BAG PARTY ON THE TUBE
LOONY ZEALOTS-RIGHT WING RUBES
POUND YOU FOR YOUR ATTITUDES
I’M GONNA FUCK YOU UP!
GROUPIE TWATS ARE ON THE PROWL
JANKY SKANK DOMESTIC FOWL
GORE YOU WITH MY GARDEN TROWEL
NOT GONNA FUCK YOU!
Oh I’m gonna fuck you up alright..
let me count the ways..
Cat O’ 9 Tails across the buttocks...
Morningstar to the melon..
Garrote..Iron Maiden..Quarterstaff.. WarHammer.
Battle-axe..Bludgeon..
They will be deployed..
YOU CAN CALL ME EVEL MEDIEVAL!
GOD BOYS KNEELING DEEP IN PRAYER
GOD IS DEAD I DO DECLARE
HAM FIST THEM WITH SAVOIR FAIRE
I’M GONNA FUCK YOU UP!
TAKE AWAY OUR TOMMY GUNS
THEN WHAT DO WE DO FOR FUN??
SCREAMING FUCKS ARE ON THE RUN
I’M GONNA FUCK YOU UP!
PISSED HOT FOR WEED
I GOT FUCKED IN THE HEAD IN VIETNAM
HAD MY FINGER ON THE TRIGGER OF A NAPALM BOMB
OLD ENOUGH TO VOTE...OLD ENOUGH TO DIE
CAME HOME WITH MY BRAIN A SPINNIN' ASKING WHY?
THE WORLDS THE WAY IT IS..NEED A WAY TO COPE
AND I FOUND SOME SOLACE JUST SMOKIN’ SOME DOPE
MADE ME A SUBLIMINAL CRIMINAL FREAKIN' CREEPIN' ABOUT
WAITIN FOR THE GUMSHOES TO SUSS ME OUT
FIX THE PROCESS-CHANGE THE SYSTEM-LEGALIZE IT NOW!
JUST A MINIMAL CRIMINAL WITH A PENCHANT FOR ROPE
BUT IF THEY POP MY ASS ... I AINT GOT NO HOPE
DIDNT ROB NO BANK
JUST PUFFED SOME DANK
BUT I LOST MY FREEDOM CUZ I
PISSED HOT FOR WEED
I WAS 2 YEARS CLEAN- FINALLY SCORED A DATE
WITH A FINE LINE FILLY THINGS WERE GOIN’ GREAT
WE WERE MOVIN' AND A GROOVIN WITH A PITCHER OF DEW
THEN SHE WHIPPED OUT A BLUNT O’ SOME HIGH TEST BOO
I HUFFED AND I PUFFED ON THAT FINE ASS SHIT
I WAS A SMOKIN' N TOKIN' CHOKIN' GASPIN FOR AIR
IN HER FREAKY WHIP N CHAININ’ PAININ’ WONDERLAIR
FIX THE PROCESS-CHANGE THE SYSTEM-LEGALIZE IT NOW!
I WAS A SMOKIN' N TOKIN' CHOKIN' GASPIN FOR AIR
IN HER FREAKY WHIP N CHAININ’ PAININ’ WONDERLAIR
TOOK A DRAG OR 2
PLUGGED HER HOOTCHIE COO
NEXT DAY DICK BOSS SAID “HIT THE LOO!”
AND LOST MY JOB CUZ I
PISSED HOT FOR WEED
GOT NO LUST FOR BLOW
I DON’T BLEED FOR SPEED
I DIDN’T ROAD ENRAGE
I JUST REEFED SOME GAGE
I DIDN’T ROB NO BANK
I JUST SLAMMED SOME DANK
BUT I LOST FUCKING ASS CUZ I...
PISSED HOT FOR WEED!
DEATH RIG 9000
I’M AN OUTLAW MOTHA-TRUCKER AMPED TO THE HILT
RIDIN 3 STORIES HIGH IN MY PETERBILT
(In my Death Rig)
HEAR THE CARBS GUZZLIN’ DIESEL AS I ROCKET THE GRADE
I HIT WICHITA BY DAWN AND I GOT IT MADE
(It’s a sweet rig)
I GOT ANTISEEN BLASTIN’ ON THE STEREO
WITH SOME DAVID ALLEN COE AND SOME ABBA TO GO!
(With my Agnetha)
I’M A GEAR JAMMIN-FOOT SLAMMIN-STINKBAG PRICK
I GOT A LOT LIZARD PERCHED ON MY ICKY STICK
I’LL REEF A RAILROAD TIE SIZE LINE OF CRYSTAL FOR PEP
THEN WOLF A DRIPPIN’ WET STEAK N CHEESE WAWA ZEP
(With some Utz chips)
I GOTTA BLADDER GONNA POP- BUT NO TIME TO STOP
GOTTA LOAD TO DELIVER=MEAN GREEN CASH CROP
(of Fuckin' chronic)
I’M A JAKE BREAKIN’ BELLYACHIN’ JACKALONE
I GOTTA $2 WHORE STONE RIDIN’ THE BONE
DUCK WALK IT, HINDU!
I’M A GEAR JAMMIN-FOOT SLAMMIN-STINKBAG PRICK
I GOT A LOT LIZARD PERCHED ON MY ICKY STICK
“Breaker 19 this is the Heavy Breather bearing down
in my britches and your rear views with 80,000 pounds of rolling green.
I see a Kojak with a Kodak at Mile Marker 69.
I’ll be 10-200 at the Choke N Puke Squat n Gobble Pickle Parlor.
Cuz I gots to drop a deuce and grab some go-go juice there good buddy
...see yall on the flip fuckwads I’m clear”
GET BLOWN IN THE TOILET AT THE FLYING J
ORDER A MEATLOAF SPECIAL CUZ ITS TASTY EH?
(With some mashed spuds)
I’M SLEAZY EASY RIDIN AND MY BRITCHES ARE BROWN
DOIN 95 AN HOUR WITH THE HAMMER DOWN
IN MY DEATH RIG
IT’S A SWEET RIG
18 WHEELS OF PLUNDERIN’ THUNDER
BREAKIN’ WIND AND CRACKIN’ TARMAC..SINCE 1972
ANNA MOOSE
ANNA MOOSE! ANNA MOOSE!
SHE’S ON THE LOOSE
ANNA MOOSE!
SHE’S A BIG FAT EPILEPTIC MOOSE!!
SHE’S A HOMELY TANK WITH A HEINOUS MUG
AND LINEBACKER FRAME AND SOME SAGGY JUGS
IF YOU YELL THIS OUT-SHE’LL BEAT YOU BLACK AND BLUE
THE WORDS “ANNA MOOSE” WOULD LIGHT HER POT O’ STEW
ANNA MOOSE! ANNA MOOSE!
SHE’S ON THE LOOSE
ANNA MOOSE!
SHE’S A BIG FAT EPILEPTIC MOOSE!!
IN KING OF PRUSSIA SHE WAS LEGEND BOUND
FLOPPIN’ LIKE A MACKERAL ON THE GODAMN GROUND
THE DAGO BULLIES KNEW WHAT TO YELL IN STUDY HALL
TO GET A FACE FULLA FIST AND A SWIFT KICK IN THE BALLS!
ANNA MOOSE! ANNA MOOSE!
SHE’S ON THE LOOSE!
ANNA MOOSE!
SHE’S A BIG FAT EPILEPTIC
MADE OUR SCHOOL A TAD BIT HECTIC
HER ENRAGED RAMPAGE WAS APOPLECTIC
MOOSE! MOOSE! ON THE LOOSE!
KILL KUNT KOULTER
SHE IS SUCH A STUPID TWAT
TIE HER GOLDEN LOCKS IN KNOTS
DRAG HER THRU SOME BROKEN GLASS
CORNHOLE HER SKINNY MINNY ASS
FILL HER CLAM WITH CHERRY BOMBS
LIGHT THEM OFF WITH MUCH APLOMB
CLEAN & EAT THE FLESHY BITS
SQUASH HER CUE BALL IN TUBE SOCK TITS
I WANNA KILL KUNT KOULTER
CHOP HER HEAD OFF ON A STICK
MAKE THAT COW GAMM MY SALT LICK
THROW HER MELON DOWN A BOWLING LANE
OH MY SATAN! IT’S SO ORDAINED
NOW IT’S TIME TO SHUT HER UP
AND HER SMARMY ARMY O RIGHT WING NUTS
THEY WILL DIE A HEINOUS DEATH
FORCED TO HUFF HER DYING BREATH
I WANNA KILL KUNT KOULTER
THE BALLAD OF STINKY PENIS
He crept across the desert sand
A Fetid wiener in his hand
Traversed the East and clear to West
Prevailing winds that still attest
The hot-stank-breeze from off his junk
The salty-sweaty-groin-gag-funk
The legend grew and folks cried 'Phew!'
His salty log was icky poo!
Stinky Peen... Penis
The whens and whys and all the lies
The gags and winces-mortal cries
Just how it came to smell so bad
Some blamed his mom-still others dad
He walked along the creek bed bank
So scalping redskins lost his stank
He tried to sneak into the town
The stench wind wafting-beat them down of
Stinky Peen... Penis
Then one bright day he met his match
A sultry lass-a curvy snatch
She tracked him-backed him-won his heart
She loved his reeky body part
She throttled, bottled, peddled it
For vermin killing Pest Kill Kits
She won him over-fell in love
She let him stab her soft suede glove with
Stinky Peen...Penis
Then on a high and dusty bluff
He stood alone and in the buff
And gazing West he cursed the day
He first caught wind of dick decay
He grasped a horny desert newt
And ground him up with Mandrake Root
And dosed it all with cactus juice
and smothered up that nose abuse
He climbed and clamored up that hill
And dove into the waters' chill
Alas he crawled back up that bank
And took a pull off of that crank
No more......
Stinky Peen...Penis
THE DWARVES ARE THE SECOND GREATEST BAND IN THE WORLD (AFTER THE MEATMEN)
WHEN BLAG WAS JUST A STINKY POO POO DIDEY BABY BOY
HIS NO COUNT EX CON POPPA SPRUNG FOR A ‘LECTRIC GUITAR TOY
HE HUMMED AND STRUMMED TO KISS AND RUSH AND GURGLE WHAT THE FUCK?
I WANNA BE A ROCKIN ROLLIN DIRTBAG - THESE BANDS SUCK!
HE CRAWLED ON DOWN TO RECORD MART AND BOUGHT ALL PUNK ROCK BANDS
HE WAILED AND FLAILED TO 3 CHORD CRUSH TILL BLOOD FLOWED FROM HIS HANDS
HE EVEN STOOPED TO MEATMEN RECORDS ‘WHAT A BUNCHA SCHMUCKS!’
"WE CANT BE ANY WORSE THAN THIS CRAP-THIS SHIT FUCKIN SUCKS!’
HE SWORE TO SATAN HE’D DO BETTER 4 CHORDS ON A DIME
HE’D FOLLOW IN THE FOOTSTEPS OF AVENGERS NUNS AND CRIME
HE’D BAND THE GIRLS FROM COAST TO COAST AND SNORT UP ALL THEIR DOPE
BUT SECOND PLACE IN THE PUNK ROCK DERBY IS THE BEST THAT HE CAN HOPE
CUZ THE DWARVES ARE THE SECOND GREATEST BAND IN THE WORLD
After The Meatmen
THE DWARVES ARE THE SECOND GREATEST BAND IN THE WORLD
After The Meatmen
NOW 30 YEARS HAVE PASSED US AND THE GAUNTLET HAS BEEN THROWN
THE DRUGS HAVE ALL BEEN SNORTED AND THE COCKS HAVE ALL BEEN BLOWN
NOW BOTH BANDS STAND AT TESCO FEST/ A CLASH OF PUNK ROCK WILLS
THE DWARVES ARE SWIMMIN IN OUR WAKE
CUZ MEATBOYS FUCKIN KILL!
CUZ THE DWARVES ARE THE SECOND GREATEST BAND IN THE WORLD
After The Meatmen
THE DWARVES ARE THE SECOND GREATEST BAND IN THE WORLD
After The Meatmen
THEY JUST DON'T MAKE 'EM ANYMORE
THEY JUST DONT MAKE EM LIKE THE WEIRDOS ANYMORE
WITH ALL THE NEW PUNK SUCKIN' WE KEEP CRAWLING BACK FOR MORE
I WANT A TIME MACHINE TO GO BACK TO THE RECORD STORE
THEY JUST DONT MAKE EM
IN OUR HAPPY LITTLE MITTEN WE HAD NA AND THE FIX
AND BOOKIES AND THE FREEZER AND SOME MUGGLES FOR OUR KICKS
THOSE HALCYON PUNK DAYS SO GROOVY FOR US MIDWEST HICKS
IN WASHINGTON DC THEY PAINTED X's ON THEIR HANDS
TRAIPSED TO THE OLD 930... TO SEE ALL THE MUSCLE BANDS
LIKE MINOR THREAT AND YOUTH BRIGADE AND GI CLAP YOUR HANDS
THEY JUST DONT MAKE EM LIKE THE PAGANS ANYMORE
THE NECROS AND THE MISFITS WARMED OUR COCKLES TO THE CORE
AND FBC AND SCHOOLKIDS WERE MY FAVORITE RECORD STORES
IN THAT ROTTEN LITTLE APPLE 4 NON BROTHERS THE RAMONES
ALAN VEGA AND HIS SUICIDE N’ LOONY 'LECTRO TONES
LUX INTERIOR ALL CRAMPED OUT ROCKABILLY SKIN & BONES
IN SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA TWAS THE EPICENTER TRUE
FOR HARDCORE HOOTENANYS AT THE MASQUE AND STARWOOD TOO
THE DILS AND ADOLESCENTS TEEN ANGST SET TO A GROOVE
IN THE LONE STAR STATE THE GOOD SHIT LIKE THE BIG BOYS AND THE DICKS
AND BOBBY SOXX, N STAINS N BUTTHOLE SURFERS ACID LICKS
BUT LIKE ALL GOOD THINGS DAMN IT IT WAS OVER PRETTY QUICK
THEY DONT MAKE EM ANYMORE
ITS AMATEUR NITE AT UNCLE BUX BIKINI CLUB
IT’S SATURDAY NITE AT THE OL BUCK CLUB
GRAB A PLUS-SIZED HEFFER FOR A RUB AND A TUG
EE THE LINE OF FLAB GLACIERS IN PROMENADE
WHERE THEY’LL ALL BE COMPETIN FOR A RIDE ON THE ROD
THERE’S SWEET BRUNGILDA SHE’S A 2 TON KRAUT
WITH HER 40 POUND UDDERS SHE’LL KNOCK YOU OUT
IT’S AMATEUR NITE AND YOU CAN’T GO WRONG
WITH A CELLUTLITIC COUGAR IN A DENTAL FLOSS THONG
FELCHING BELCHING BUMPING GRINDING
SWINGING SWAYING PULSE IGNITING
S&M SLAVE MASTER MINDING
AT UNCLE BUX! WHAT THE FUCK!
WE LOVE UNCLE BUX CUZ FAT CHICKS SUCK
WE GIVE NO FUCKS WHEN WE’RE AT UNCLE BUX
YOU CAN CHANGE YOUR LUCK AT UNCLE BUX
AND GET YOUR DICK SUCKED SO WHAT THE FUCK!
WHAT THE FUCK!!!
SEE HEEB SCHPILKIS ON THE MICROPHONE
PARADIN’ BUXOTICS TO THE COMBAT ZONE
THAT BORSCHT BELT BASTARD YOUR SUPREME MC
CAN EVEN HOOK YOU UP WITH AN AMPUTEE
WHO’LL RIDE HER HOVEROUND OVER YOUR DICK
THAT ONE LEGGED STINKER JACKS LICKETY SPLIT
AND WHEN YER SPENT AND DRAINED COMPLETE
A TRAP DOOR DEPOSITS YOU OUT ON THE STREET
SAGGY PAPS AND BUTTLESS CHAPS
AND BUSTED THONGS AND PUSSY FLAPS
AND BLUE BALLS CREEPY SEEPY SAP
AT UNCLE BUX! WHAT THE FUCK!!
IT’S SATURDAY NITE WHERE THE TRAIN TRACKS MEET
SEE THE NEON TITTIES AND TURN DOWN THE STREET
THERE’S NO COVER CHARGE WITH YOUR AARP CARD
AND FREE VIAGRA THAT’LL MAKE YA HARD
YOU’LL BE STABBIN’ SOME BRUISER IN HER FISH-STANK-HOLE
SUCKIN GIN N PRUNE JUICE FROM A MIXIN’ BOWL
IT’S SATURDAY NITE AND YOU CANT GO WRONG
WITH A CELLULITIC COUGAR IN A DENTAL FLOSS THONG
FELCHING BELCHING BUMPING GRINDING
SWINGING SWAYING PULS IGNITING
S&M SLAVE MASTER MINDING
BIG FAT BROADS WITH BEAUTY BLINDING
SAGGY PAPS AND BUTTLESS CHAPS
AND BUSTED THONGS AND PUSSY FLAPS
AND BLUE BALLS CREEPY SEEPY SAP
AT UNCLE BUX! WHAT THE FUCK!!
WE LOVE UNCLE BUX
CUZ FAT CHICKS SUCK
WE GIVE NO FUCKS WHEN WE’RE AT UNCLE BUX
YOU CAN CHANGE YOUR LUCK AT UNCLE BUX
AND GET YOUR DICK SUCKED SO WHAT THE FUCK!
WHAT THE FUCK!!!
SPEED KILLS (But It Sho Feels Good)
SPEED KILLS..BUT IT SHO FEELS GOOD
I'M THE KING SHIT DEALER IN MY NEIGHBORHOOD
IF YOU NEED A LITTLE NICK OR A RAGING HORN OF PLENTY
I GOT A MOBILE LAB IN MY CHEVY 20
BI-PHETAMINE...IT’S A WONDEROUS MIX
BLACK BEAUTYS FROM OLD STORE STOCK HOW I GET MY KICKS
SNORTED BENNIES..IN MY FORMATIVE YEARS
AMYL NITRATE FROM THE FUCKIN’ QUEERS
FENCE IT TO CHILLUNS..AT THE SCHOOLYARD FENCE
IN A FLAT BLACK VAN WITH A HUNDRED DENTS
YA I’M A DICKBAG..BUT MY POCKETS ARE PACKED
MAKIN 8 YEAR OLD TWEAKERS HAVE A HEART ATTACK
I DONT SLEEP MUCH...HOPPIN’ ROUND LIKE A LOON
ALL AMPED AND WIDE EYED...AND BARKIN’ UP AT THE MOON
DONT SNORT OR EATIT...CUZ IT TAKES TOO LONG
INJECT IT STRAIGHT INTO MY FOOT LONG DONG!
ITS A NEED FOR SPEED..ITS A DIRTY DEED..MAKES MY EYEBALLS BLEED
MAKES MY TEETH FALL OUT..BUT I CANT LIVE WITHOUT..CUZ THERE AINT NO DOUBT
ITS A RAGING FIRE..WILL BE MY FUNERAL PYRE..IT’S MY HEARTS DESIRE
HOP ON MY NOS STEED..GRAB A HANDFUL AND GO
200 MPH...JAP BIKE-ME-AND JAP HO
IF I CRASH-FRY-DIE THEN IT’S MY TIME TO GO
SEE YOU FUCKS ON THE OTHER SIDE
ITS A NEED FOR SPEED..ITS A DIRTY DEED..MAKES MY EYEBALLS BLEED
MAKES MY TEETH FALL OUT..BUT I CANT LIVE WITHOUT..CUZ THERE AINT NO DOUBT
ITS A RAGING FIRE..WILL BE MY FUNERAL PYRE..IT’S MY HEARTS DESIRE
IT’S JUST WHAT I NEED..IT’S THE CALL I HEED..IT’S THE BEAST I FEED
SPEED KILLS
SPEED KILLS
SPEED KILLS
BUT IT SHO FEELS GOOD
YA IT SHO FEELS GOOD
YA IT SHO FEELS GOOD
Big Bloody Booger on the Bathroom Wall
Theres a big Bloody Booger on the bathroom wall
Theres a fecal alligator in the poopin' stall
Lotsa of pubic hair in my Crepes Suzette
Smeared jism on the seats of my purple Corvette
Some weiner pinched a loaf on my grease wheel pie
Dumped toenail clippings in my chinky stir fry
Sprayed Va-JJ juice in my bag o’ Taco Bell
Loves me some Fish Tacos so what the hell?
Those things most folks think are really gross
Are the kinda fuckin things that I like the most
Like a Big Bloody Booger on the bathroom wall
There’s sloughed off skin on my banana creme pie
And my head cheese sammich is all covered in flies
Chugged a bumper fulla floater ciggy butts
Woke up to an old dude teabaggin’ his nuts
Found a gay porn mag fulla swollen blossom rings
And dyke golden shower cunt flappin’ water wings
And some spread scat coffee table glory hole shit
I’m liftin’ off the bag-yes I must admit
Those things that most think are really sick
Are the kinda fuckin things that make Tesco tick
Like a Big Bloody Booger on the Bathroom wall
ROCK N ROLL ENEMA
BORN JESUS CHRIST TO SET THE BAR
TO BE THE ULTIMATE SCUMFUCK SUPERSTAR
LEFT A BIG SKID MARK UPON OUR SOULS
CALLED YOURSELF THE HIGHEST POWER
LOVED TO TAKE A GOLDEN SHOWER
STUCK HIS TINY DICK IN OUR BUTTHOLES
HE WAS A ROCK N ROLL ENEMA
ROCK N ROLL ENEMA
ROCKIN’ ROLLIN’ TERRORIST
HEAD TO TOE BLOOD SHIT N PISS
HE TOOK IT TO THE EDGE AND OVERBOARD
THOUGHT HIS SCHTICK IT WOULDN’T PHASE YA
TILL HE COMMITTED COPROPHAGIA
HE WAS THE UNDERWORLDS SICK FUCK OVERLORD
HE WAS A ROCK N ROLL ENEMA
ROCK N ROLL ENEMA
CALLIN’ ME A GODAMN POSEUR
GUESS WHAT YOU FUCK YOUR LIFEIS OVER
I LIVE TO RAGE THIS CAGE ANOTHER DAY
TOOK IT TO THE CLIFF AND OVER
SUCKIN’ ON YOUR BROTHER’S BONER
NO MATTER HOW YOU SLICE THAT PRETTY GAY
HE WAS A ROCK N ROLL ENEMA
ROCK N ROLL ENEMA
ROCK N ROLL ENEMA
ROCK N ROLL ENEMA
REST IN FECES GG YOU SMELLY FUCK
PORK CHOP AND A 22 (Featuring Cletus and Wade)
Pork Chop!
Pork Chop!
Pork Chop!
Pork Chop!
I gotta Pork Chop and a 22
Rack a bullet in the chamber
and I knows just what to do
I gotta pork chop and a 22
She won’t look up while I bid that bitch adieu
When the moon is high
And the time is nigh
And we all know why it's time for doggie dear to die
You know the old girl trusts- she's a good ol hound
She comes without a sound
Grab a slab o' roast pork and my 22
Lead the beast to the holla (I knows just what I gots to do)
Dig a fresh plot in the cold grey ground
Time to blow...fast or slow..
Best little way to let a little doggie go
Pork Chop and a 22
Rack a bullet in the chamber
and I know just whats to do
I gotta pork chop and a 22
She won’t look up while I bid that bitch adieu
Gonna dig a deep hole in the cold grey earth
Been 10 long years since the day of her birth
Lob a pork chop into that hole so deep
Blast a hole in the melon o that canine creep
This ol brother man's in full command
Ahs taken all of the dirty dog ah can stand
And with one quick flick o mah strong right hand
Gonna mangle that mongrel to the promised land
Pork Chop and a 22
Rack a Bullet in the chamber and I knows just what to do
Pork Chop and a 22
Won’t look up while I dig that ditch
Won’t look up while I pop that bitch
Won’t look up while I bid that bitch adieu
12" Soft
I KNEW A TINT BLOKE WHO HAD A FOOT LONG COCK
AD THE BIGGEST TALLYWACKER ON THE BLOCK
BUT THAT BLUNDERBUSS HUNG LIMP LIKE A SOCK
HE HADDA KEEP IT ROLLED UP IN HIS SOCK
12 SOFT
IT WAS A VEINY UGLY SNAKE
12 SOFT
MOTHER NATURES BIG MISTAKE
Didn’t have enough blood to fill er up
Never felt the velvet of a lovin’ cup
He’d tease the birds and make em whine
From Wales to Newcastle-Upon-Tyne
12 Soft
It was a useless hunk o flesh
12 Soft
Looked a bit like John Tesh
12 Soft
It was a veiny ugly snake
12 Soft
Mother natures big mistake
That spam javelin stayed ducted to his leg
When the gash found out ‘bout it grovelled and begged
But the reefed and milked that big gizzard till dawn
Still hung twards the equator
They were good as gone
12 Soft
It was a veiny ugly snake
12 Soft
Mother natures big mistake
12 Soft
It was a useless hunk o flesh
12 Soft
Looked a lot like John Tesh
Wizards of the Oblivion
Across The Stratosphere they reign and rule
Commanding Sage & Seer all oer the fools
Casting spells upon this mortal coil
Laying seed that spring from fertile soil
Planting The Seed -We Mortals feed - For what we need
Wizards
Creeping in Fives More dead than alive
Divine they strive
Wizards
Reigning as one - On rays of sun - Fathers to son
Wizards
Creeping in Fives - More dead than alive - Divine they strive
Wizards of the Oblivion
From germination...they reap and sow
Fields of bounty so the world can know
Overlords command from smoke abyss
Reap the power of the cannabis
Planting The Seed -We Mortals feed - For what we need
Wizards
Creeping in Fives More dead than alive
Divine they strive
Wizards
Reigning as one - On rays of sun - Fathers to son
Wizards
Creeping in Fives - More dead than alive - Divine they strive
Wizards of the Oblivion
Omnipresent forces are focused
Onto this earthly plane
Spreading theIr bounty from the netherworld
Their virtue we shall proclaim
Planting The Seed -We Mortals feed - For what we need
Wizards
Creeping in Fives More dead than alive
Divine they strive
Wizards
Reigning as one - On rays of sun - Fathers to son
Wizards
Creeping in Fives - More dead than alive - Divine they strive
Wizards of the Oblivion