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(Instrumental)
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I'LL BE (Out Back)
00:44
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Which band just took the stage?
Don't know, they all look the same
Didn't they already play?
Don't know, they all sound the same
CH) I can hear them just fine from outside
I think I've heard them, seen them
I can hear them just fine from outside
I know I've heard them, seen them
Who cares if I've paid?
It's free online anyway
Besides, why should I pay
For a shit I never gave?
CH) I can hear them just fine from outside
I think I've heard them, seen them
I can hear them just fine from outside
I know I've heard them, seen them
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I am here because I want something
One last request
I'm a man of many hats
I'll quickly risk death
CH) Hang him
Kill him
Stomp him
Tattoo him
Hang him
Kill him
He can take all that you've got
Certain questions get answered
Others spring up
It's like unraveling a sweater
That someone keeps on knitting
CH) Hang him
Kill him
Stomp him
Tattoo him
Hang him
Kill him
He can take all that you've got
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Check the forecast and gear up
It's time to hit the course
Blow your wife off and your kids
Call in sick to work
I honk so you miss your shot
I hope you lose your bet
I will break your concentration
Look how mad you get
Just before you take your shot
I drive by and honk
I wanna see you throw your clubs
I just want to fuck you up
I will drive out of my way
Every fucking day
I will take the long way home
Because you're fucking lame
Look at all those jerky golfers
In their jerk-ass shorts
Why are they even out there?
They look mad and bored
Of all the things to do today
You choose something fucking lame
I hope just because I honk
You lose your fucking game
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Look at how eyes of madness go
Giant arms that swing so low
His huge shorts seem so small on him
Angry face seems to bother them
CH) Urbandale Angry Walker
See him every day
Is he coming or is he leave?
He doesn't seem to age
His hands is clench a grocery bag
His feet is wear a path each time
Is he trapped in Purgatory?
Will he ever (indistinguishable)
CH) Urbandale Angry Walker
See him every day
Is he come or is he leave?
He doesn't seem to age
Cross the street to out his way
The bikes and joggers do is same
What is in his bag is safe?
Footprints grows in grass to believe!
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I.P.A. (Sucks Ass)
01:27
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IPA tastes like shit
No matter how much you pay for it
It tastes like grass and Tylenol
And smells like ass and douchebag spit
IPA sucks ass
It's for hipster dicks
IPA sucks ass
It's liquid shit
Pay twelve bucks for a pint of piss?
No way
Sixty bucks to catch a buzz?
No way
CH) Beard-laden hipster fuck-wad
Man-bun butthole
Go play frisbee
Beard-laden hipster fuck-wad
Man-bun butthole
Buy the gimmick
The only thing that's on the beer list
Is thirty kinds of IPA
Why would you pay fifteen bucks
For a stomach ache and liquid shit?
IPA sucks ass
It's for hipster dicks
IPA sucks ass
It's liquid shit
Why don't you toast your hops? That's lame
Why can't you tell it sucks? That's lame
Ten thousand micro-brews that all taste the same
CH) Beard-laden hipster fuck-wad
Man-bun butthole
Go play frisbee
Beard-laden hipster fuck-wad
Man-bun butthole
Buy the gimmick
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EL TAQUERO (Guero)
00:40
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If there's one thing I know
El Taquero Guero
Will ruin your taco
In ways unknown
Taqureo Guero needs to be stopped
A twelve dollar taco
Is going to suck
Why would you mix
Ranch with your guac?
Taqureo Guero needs to be stopped
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DISCO (Godfather)
01:58
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He's lean
He's mean
He's a disco machine
He's going to put the heat on the street
He don't dig no wack attack
If you're slingin', better watch your back
He's back
They're wack
He's on the attack
He'll grab his hat and hit the streets
All wacked out in Detroit City
CH) In the light of the disco ball
He's the king of the dance club hall
But, in the end, he's trippin' balls
Disco Godfather
He's wise
He's fly
He's a real groovy guy
He's mean
He's lean
He doesn't play clean
He'll bring the fuzz right through your door
And throw your powder on the floor
He's got
That soul
Deep in his soul
He got that slide in his stride
That cool boogie keeps him alive
CH) In the light of the disco ball
He's the king of the dance club hall
But, in the end, he's trippin' balls
Disco Godfather
He's mad
He's bad
He's out for your ass
He's fresh
No jive
Keep disco alive
Angel dust out on the streets
PCP and funky beats
He's mad
He's bad
He's been had!
He won't win this fight today
You can't pray psychosis away
CH) In the light of the disco ball
He's the king of the dance club hall
But, in the end, he's trippin' balls
Disco Godfather
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INTRO (Bust)
00:55
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(Instrumental)
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Candlemass is actually sorta boring
If you listen to it
It always sounds like something is about to happen
But it never actually does
I'm not saying that they're all bad
And there is definitely worse
I'll give it a listen from time to time
But it never really blew my mind
I'm not saying I think they suck
But as far as doom goes, there's better stuff
"Making love in a mausoleum"
Fuck, dude gimme a break
Some dumpy dude who can't really sing
Is probably not really closin' ass
You act like they were the first to do it
It's pretty bland if you listen to it
Candlemass is actually sorta boring
But I aint hatin'
They're not bad, they're just kinda overrated
Gimme that Southwest doom
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DEAD (And Buried)
01:33
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Potter's Bluff, a charming town
Where the diner's lunch rush will beat you down
Smash your head in, pull your heart out
Don't stay long in their town
You're more beautiful dead
Than you ever were alive
They really kill the tourist trade
CH) Oh, Dan, I'm dead
Won't you please bury me?
Dan, your dead wife is a terrible cook
And there's something off about her new look
The guy the Sheriff hit with his car
Really seems to be falling apart
Honey, don't you lie
I'll be with you 'till I die
Until she said:
CH) Oh, Dan, I'm dead
Won't you please bury me?
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SHAKE (The Crime Stick)
01:06
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There's only one man
With the courage to scream
He's no Lay-Down-Sally
His name is ME
By screaming loudly
The koo koo bird's plan
Has been torn to two pieces;
Bad and worse
Become the human alarm
Loud ruckus
Take back the streets
Horsin' off
False sense of security
Bird brains
Beware dingalings
Crime stick
Lay down
Take it
It takes a real hero to scream
Over a year street smarts
Crime stick
Heroically he screams
Crime stick
Run when you hear it ring
Crime stick
Take back the streets
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Autobiographical lyrics that are meaningful
Won't be heard from my face hole
While some need to rap to eat
You won't hear a noise from me
A selfless sacrifice from me
CH) I won't rap about big butts
Not a word about my drugs
I won't flow about my props
While so many rap for jobs
I will not drink from the well
Of those who cannot rap so well
Who's science is less tight than weak
I will not eat from the basket
Of someone who doesn't have it
You won't hear a stanza from me
CH) I won't rap about big butts
Not a word about my drugs
I won't flow about my props
While so many rap for jobs
Keep my swag stashed with my cash
Keep my class at home with my gat
I won't take props from other rappers
While so many rap for jobs
I will gladly throw a battle
Because why slaughter one more cattle?
Their shade doesn't mean anything to me
You won't see me bring the heat
When I hear a killer beat
While so many have to rap to eat
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14. |
THE (Midnight Moustache)
01:26
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Square head, round eye, yankee, milk cake, gringo, snowflake, cracker
Mayo monkey, cracker jack, snow roach, Pringle, honkey
CH) Ride the Midnight Moustache tonight
Midnight Moustache ride
Whitebread, gora, kano, cheesehead, Karen, Ken, Wisconsin
White trash, albino ape, whitey, pale face, fish belly
CH) Ride the Midnight Moustache tonight
Midnight Moustache ride
Gin jockey, frog eater, peckerwood, ranch raccoon
Chad, el guelo, blondie, redneck, wsecu. Tell yo mama hi.
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NO (!)
01:08
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There is something that eludes me
Something I can't convey more clearly
Why can you not get the hint
That I'm not going to give you shit
Your intrusive jerk demands
It's very clear you don't understand
You can take from my dead hand
It's very clear you don't understand
There's no "yes" or "probably"
And "maybe" isn't in my vocabulary
What about me makes you think
That I will give you anything?
You walk right up to my face
Like I will come off anything
You can take your jerk demand
And stick it up your ass
I'm not sending a mixed signal
I don't know why you even bother
I don't get why people think
They can make absurd demands of me
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MUSHROOM (Lasagna)
01:15
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Take a bunch, take some more
I'm breaking up on the floor
I can't stop sweating
I'm done for
I think I'm freaking out
I can no longer tell
I think I'm freaking out
Why did I take more?
There is no off switch
I think I am done for
I think the cops are here
I think I ran like hell
CH) If you can take too much, I think I just did
I'm burning up. Pouring sweat
I'm freezing cold. Dripping wet.
Blazing heat, freezing sleet
Eighty beers and cigarettes
Pixelated bugs
Punk rock dinosaurs
I must burn the drums
I must escape the pigs
I must hold the rug down
So it doesn't get too big
The hammer in the wall:
Sideways, we dig!
CH) If you can take too much, I think I just did.
Where the fuck's the van!
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His shitty car rides slow
His shitty car rides loud
Shitty car rattles apart
From the expensive stereo
The Crowned Heads of Marshalltown
Needles on the ground
Needles in the bathroom
Needles in the garbage
Needles in the arm
The Crowned Heads of Marshalltown
Hey, can you talk slower?
Don't grab my wife's tits
Hey, can you leave now?
You smell like shit
The Crowned Heads of Marshalltown
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