Ween Unreleased Songs1

1.Birthday Boy

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

Jesus Christ
Pain
Take one
Yeah, pain

Last time I saw you, I was holding your hand
And I couldn't wait for you to leave
I knew right then that it was over and done
And I couldn't believe that I was free

Help me now, I'm going down
And I don't know if I'll be okay
I'll be around, I'll be in town
If you need a place to stay

When the wind blows and there's a chill in the air
I hope that someone is taking care of you
I'm alright, yeah, I'm really okay
Just so you know, I'm always there for you

Help me now, I'm going down
And I don't know if I'll be okay
I'll be around, I'll be in town
If you need a place to stay


{Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you
Happy birthday dear Aaron, happy birthday to you
You're no longer only just a teenager, you're a full-grown 20


2.Exactly Where I'm A

Let's begin
With the past in front
And all the things
You really don't care about now
It'd be exactly where I'm at
And to think
You got a grip
Look at yourself
Your lips are like two flaps of fat
They go front and back and flappity flap

I'm all staged
It's all an act
I'm really scared that I may fall back on the abstract
It'd be exactly where I'm at

If you're to be
The roaming eye
Pry it open and let me tell you why it sees
The harsh realities


3.Flutes of Chi

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Jr., Michael Melchiondo

Everything that you are
That you'd like to be
Will come in three, my friend
Times thine inequity
The flutes of the chi
Will sound again, my friend

Wrap yourself up in gold
The fruits of the old
Are ripe to be told, my friend
For, it's not what you are
How you've come to be
All this will end and begin again

Everything that you are
That you'd like to be
Will come in three, my friend
Times thine inequity
The flutes of the chi
Will sound again, my friend


4.Even If You Don't

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Jr., Michael Melchiondo

I'm goin' crazy, trying to keep you sane
Taking my prescriptions and forging my name
I was happy this morning, you finally got yourself dressed
Eating raw bacon it's okay, I was still impressed

I love you even if you don't
You've got your knife up to my throat
Why do you want to see me bleed？

Rooting through the garbage for treasures in the trash pile
Seeing my expression would always make you smile
Please don't touch my phone book, my friends are getting pissed
off
Wake 'em in the morning and acting like a jerk off

I love you even if you don't
You've got your knife up to my throat
Why do you want to see me bleed？

I love you even if you don't
You've got your knife up to my throat
Why do you want to see me bleed？

I love you even if you don't
You've got your knife up to my throat
Why do you want to see me bleed？


5.Bananas and Blow

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

Sancho brought a message from the fat man
Sorry boy, to leave you high and dry
But I went to see my mom in Ensenada
And I left a little something to help the time go by
Just a little something to help to keep you high

Bananas and blow, bananas and blow
Stuck in my cabana, living on bananas and blow

Now the rainy season reminds me of Maria
The way she danced, the color of her hair
Now I'm locked inside a stall in the cantina
Eating the bananas and cocaine off the mirror
Looking for a ticket to take me away from here

Bananas and blow, bananas and blow
Stuck in my cabana, living on bananas and blow
Bananas and blow, bananas and blow
Stuck in my cabana, living on bananas and blow

Bananas and blow, bananas and blow
Stuck in my cabana, living on bananas and blow
Bananas and blow, oh bananas and blow
I'm stuck in my cabana, living on bananas and blow


6.Stroker Ace

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Jr., Michael Melchiondo

Light up the wheels and go for broke
Stomp that pedal with a sniftin stroke
Smack that roadblock caught in a pickle
I'm gonna hit that line like old dick trickle

Well my motor's fine and this train's on time
And when I cross that line I'm gonna make you mine
I'm stroker ace-stroker ace-stroker ace
Well it smells like poop and it sure looks crappy
Gotta get back to north pappy flappy

Well it's one a.m. and I'm rollin' in the car now
Gonna hit last call down at the bar now
Got a shammy in my pocket and it's burnin' a hole
Stick it the floor and watch me roll

Well my motor's fine and this train's on time
And when I cross that line I'm gonna make you mine
I'm stroker ace-stroker ace-stroker ace
Well it smells like poop and it sure looks crappy
Gotta get back to north pappy flappy


7.Back to Basom

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

Reaching out now and I touch your face
Please believe I'm only traveling
Like seeking wonder from a foreign place
It matters not from where I'm coming

And the snow so light is bleeding
We sleep so tight when we're breathing
Calm a little pint of soul creeping

Calm the light, let me fly, back to Basom
(Call is waiting, contemplate a thread already spun)
Calm the light, let me fly, back to Basom
(Should you carry what you are is cooked until it's done)

Left to locate the last trace of waste
I picked it up and it was smiling
Just like the dancer who has lost her leg
She laughs alone but then she's crying

And the snow so light is bleeding
We sleep so tight when we're breathing
Calm a little pint of soul creeping

Calm the light, let me fly, back to Basom
(Call is waiting, contemplate a thread already spun)
Calm the light, let me fly, back to Basom
(Should you carry what you are is cooked until it's done)


8.The Grobe

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Jr., Michael Melchiondo

Sometimes the ones you hold so close can make you cry
But it's a pain in the ass to let 'em go, oh
With a battered wish you hoped that the monkey wore a tie
But it's no surprise to find he don't

Put the pointed pencil in the pepper-po
And take a little sniff of the things below
Bring it to a boil and simmer low
Put the noodle on the griddle as it climbs the Grobe

Watch the worker shield his heart from the world outside
Didn't get a chance to let him know, oh
Alsace is spinning fast and wine mixed with the tide
Please don't let my brain explode, oh

Put the pointed pencil in the pepper-po
And take a little sniff of the things below
Bring it to a boil and simmer low
Put the noodle on the griddle as it climbs the Grobe


9.Pandy Fackler

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Jr., Michael Melchiondo

Pandy Fackler was a working girl
Living alone in another world
Of picket fences and a white fade
Sucking dicks under the Promenade

She was almost in a coma
From doing the Bossa Nova
And the Funky Cold Medina-man
I wish you coulda seen her

Poor little Pandy is doing the best she can
Eating cotton candy from the garbage can
First to come and the last to go
I met her backstage after the 2nd show

Two lonely people on a summer night
We weren't in love but it was still alright
I held her close and she squeezed me tight
My Pandy!


10.Stay Forever

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Jr., Michael Melchiondo

In the morning sun, I couldn't tell you
I couldn't tell you so many things
About how much I really love you
About how much you really mean

So far away but it's so easy to see you
When I'm away I want to put my arms around you
And I want to know do you feel the same way？
'Cause if you do I want to stay forever

And I want to know do you feel the same way？
'Cause if you do I want to stay forever
With you

So many colors that surround you
Some so bright, I can hardly see
A light reflects on all the things that make you real
Things that make you truly free

So far away but it's so easy to see you
When I'm away I want to put my arms around you
And I want to know do you feel the same way？
'Cause if you do I want to stay forever

And I want to know do you feel the same way？
'Cause if you do I want to stay forever
With you


11.Falling Out

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

I recall a time when we were lovers
Before you, I hadn't any other
When the bad times came along
I turned and you had gone
From the start, I loved you, I was wrong

Falling out, it's the end, may as well have never been
The cards are up, the chips are all cashed in
You won't see me again, don't consider me your friend
Falling out, look away, it's the end

Always thought of you as my big brother
Never knew we couldn't trust each other
Two faces I could see
As you shook my money tree
There's no more you and me, let it be

Falling out, It's the end and I lose another friend
The cards are up, the chips are all cashed in
You won't see me again, don't consider me your friend
Falling out, look away, it's the end

Falling out, It's the end, may as well have never been
The cards are up, the chips are all cashed in
You won't see me again, don't consider me your friend
Falling out, look away, it's the end
Falling out, look away, it's the end


12.She's Your Baby

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Jr., Michael Melchiondo

Janey came back from the stand smiling
With the writing of Kafka in hand and a bunny in a can
Slipping and sliding you feel yourself asking her
Why would you want me to try？

Squeezing your wrist and she's pulling you closer
Down where the devils are dying with laughter
Then led to a place where there's no form of pleasure
She blows you a kiss from her lips

She's your baby
She's your baby
She's your baby

Those below us can not be renounced 'cause they're talking
And for once I wish they'd shut up their mouths
Lock their doors and stay in the house and while you're inside
there
You might want to question the fact that you're not quite the
same

And look to the room where she's keeping so quiet
A million layers of crust and deposit
Blanket the seasons and bury the reasons
You told her that this was for good

She's your baby
She's your baby
She's your baby


13.I'm Dancing in the Show Tonight

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Jr., Michael Melchiondo

Are my lemons tied？
Is my hair in place？
Have I got a cute expression on my face？

Are my shoes all shined？
I'll try to keep in line
When I'm dancin' in the show tonight

Does my shuffle step
Really look so good？
Am I doin' it the way you think I should？

Would it be a miss
If I blew a kiss
When I'm dancin' in the show tonight？

Showtime now is getting nearer
And I'm getting scared
Wish I could see in the mirror
If I'm all prepared

First you take a step
Then you point your toe
Hope I know it like I did a week ago

Am I standing straight？
I can hardly wait
Till I'm dancing in the show tonight

Showtime now is getting nearer
And I'm getting scared
Wish I could see in the mirror
If I'm all prepared

First you take a step
Then you point your toe
Hope I know it like I did a week ago

Am I standing straight？
I can hardly wait
Till I'm dancing in the show tonight


14.I'll Be your Johnny On The Spot

I'll be your johnny on the spot
I'll be your johnny on the spot
My daddy died, left me all he's got
I'll be your johnny on the spot

I get up early in the morn
I get up early in the morn
I slop the pigs
Momma shucks the corn
I get up early in the morn

I got a chevy with a mopar cam
I got a chevy with a mopar cam
I got a chevy with a-mopar-cam
I'll be your johnny on the spot

(solo)

I'm goin' down...


15.She Wanted To Leave (And Reprise)

Three men's all there were
three men out at sea
three men came aboard my ship
and took my true love from me
I couldn't believe
she wanted to leave
she wanted to leave

I've loved you so long
since you were a child
I've cared for your every need
I've tried to make you smile
when all the while
you wanted to leave
you wanted to leave

Go gather the guns
we'll blast them at sea
she begged for me not to shoot
for 'my true love is here with me,
and I've never loved thee,
and now I must leave,
and now I must leave.'

So go fetch a bottle of rum dear friends
and fill up my glass to the rim
for I'm not the man, I used to be
now I'm one of them.


16.I'm Holding You

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Jr., Michael Melchiondo

I'm flyin'
(Flyin')
In a frame of my mind that time cannot erase
I'm seein'
(Seein')
The future, the past as I lay the present to waste
I'm scopin'
(Scopin')
All these feelings I have and hopin' for them to come true

And I'm holdin', something more precious than fine ore, baby
I'm holdin' you

I'm breathin'
(Breathin')
The fumes of the grid that rid my lobe of oxygen
I'm climbin'
(Climbin')
The walls to where good and evil make amends
I'm trippin'
(Trippin')
Writhin' and squealin', pukin' looking for someone like you

And I'm holdin', something more precious than fine ore, baby
I'm holdin' you

I'm flyin'
(Flyin')
In a frame of my mind that time cannot erase
I'm seein'
(Seein')
The future, the past as I lay the present to waste
I'm scopin'
(Scopin')
All these feelings I have and hopin' for them to come true

And I'm holdin', something more precious than fine ore, baby
I'm holdin' you
And I'm holdin', something more precious than fine ore, baby
I'm holdin' you


17.Japanese Cowboy

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Jr., Michael Melchiondo, Vangelis
Papathanassiou

Like a Japanese cowboy or a brother on skates
Like a blizzard in Georgia or a train runnin' late
I call out your name girl in the heat of the night
And nobody answers 'cause somethin' ain't right

Breakfast at Shoney's at 2.99
Saved me some money and eased up my mind
I'm walkin' in circles and feelin' the pain
I'm tossin' and turnin' and cryin' in vain

Like a Japanese cowboy or a brother on skates
Like a blizzard in Georgia or a train runnin' late
I call out your name girl in the heat of the night
And nobody answers 'cause somethin' ain't right

Here we go

I'm ridin' at midnight and crossin' the line
From the rain in my windshield and the tears in my eyes
Now the bedroom is empty and I spent my last dime
And the lovers are leavin', I got nothin' but time
I got you on my mind

Like a Japanese cowboy or a brother on skates
Like a blizzard in Georgia or a train runnin' late
I call out your name girl in the heat of the night
And nobody answers 'cause somethin' ain't right


18.Piss Up a Rope

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Jr., Michael Melchiondo

My dinner's on fire while she watches TV
And if you've ever wondered what it's like to be me
She takes all my money and leaves me no smokes
Yells at my buddies and insults my folks

I'm breakin' my back, doin' the best that I can
She's got time for the dog and none for her man
And I'm no dope, but I can't cope
So hit the fuckin' road and piss up a rope

You can piss up a rope and you can put on your shoes
Hit the road, get truckin', pack your bag, I don't need the ag
On your knees you big, booty bitch start suckin'

You ride my ass like a horse in a saddle
Now you're up shits creek with a turd for a paddle
And I can't cope, piss up a rope

Uh, you can piss up a rope and feel the pissy dribble
You can piss up a rope and watch me giggle
For the last six months, I been packin' your bag
You can wash my balls with a warm, wet rag

Till my balls feel smooth and soft like silk
I'm sick of your mouth and your two percent milk
And I'm no dope, but I've lost all hope
So hit the fuckin' road and piss up a rope

You can piss up a rope and you can put on your shoes
Hit the road, get truckin', pack your bag, I don't need the ag
On your knees you big, booty bitch start suckin'

You ride my ass like a horse in a saddle
Now you're up shits creek with a turd for a paddle
And I can't cope, piss up a rope

You can piss up a rope and you can put on your shoes
Hit the road, get truckin', pack your bag, I don't need the ag
On your knees you big, booty bitch start suckin'

You ride my ass like a horse in a saddle
Now you're up shits creek with a turd for a paddle
And I can't cope, piss up a rope

You can piss up a rope and you can put on your shoes
Hit the road, get truckin', pack your bag, I don't need the ag
On your knees you big, booty bitch start suckin'

You ride my ass like a horse in a saddle
Now you're up shits creek with a turd for a paddle
And I can't cope, piss up a rope


19.I Don't Wanna Leave You on the Farm

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Jr. Melchiondo

I don't wanna leave you on the farm
I don't wanna leave you on the farm
I don't wanna go, oh just so you know
I don't wanna leave you on the farm

Days go by and I'm still high
But you know I'm thinkin' about you
Corn's turned brown, leaves fall to the ground
It's a sound that reminds me of you

I don't wanna leave you on the farm
I don't wanna leave you on the farm
I don't wanna go, oh just so you know
I don't wanna leave you on the farm

No telephone to call you at home
I'm alone on the throne
Go get somethin', hey, thanks for nothin'
I'll keep truckin' and gettin' myself stoned

I don't wanna leave you on the farm
I don't wanna leave you on the farm
I don't wanna go oh just so you know
I don't wanna leave you on the farm

Days go by and I'm still high
But you know I'm thinkin' about you
Corn's turned brown, leaves fall to the ground
It's a sound that sticks like glue


20.Pretty Girl

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Jr., Michael Melchiondo

There's a sweater wearin', coat totin'
Boot footin', good lookin' man on town
There's a smooth talkin', funny walkin' dude around

There's a pretty girl and she sees him walkin'
Lookin' him up and down
She thinks she'd like to roll and rock him
Turn his life around

There's a scum suckin', lip puckin'
Fat ol' truck drivin' man on town
There's a boot lickin', high tickin' dude around

There's a pretty girl and he sees her walkin'
Lookin' her up and down
He'd like for her, to roll and rock him
Turn his life around

There's a sweater wearin', coat totin'
Boot footin', good lookin' man on town
There's a smooth talkin', funny walkin' dude around

There's a pretty girl and she sees him walkin'
Lookin' him up and down
She thinks she'd like to roll and rock him
Turn his life around

Turn his life around, turn his life around


21.Powder Blue

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Jr., Michael Melchiondo

Powder blue, powder blue
What can you do？ She's powder blue
Powder blue, powder blue
What can you do？ She's powder blue

I'll be true, my powder blue
(Powder blue)
It's all for you, it's all for you
And you know it

Powder blue, powder blue
The seventh sun of Orion with me too
Oh powder blue, how do you do？
Come walk with me now, powder blue

Powder blue, powder blue
(Powder blue)
It's all for you, it's all for you
And you can feel that

Powder blue, oh powder blue
I've got this feeling, powder blue
Oh powder blue, powder blue
It's in my head for you

I'll be true, my powder blue
(Powder blue)
It's all for you, it's all for you

{Bobby Ogdin on the piano, thanks, Bobby
Mr. Charlie McCoy, harmonica, ah Charlie
Russ Hicks, steel guitar
And ladies and gentlemen
I'd like to present, Mohammed Ali}


22.Mister Richard Smoker

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Jr Melchiondo

Biddley bah boo, biddley bah boo
Biddley bah boo bow

Mister Richard Smoker
You're a poopy poker
Chardonnay and cocaine
In the spa

Cigarettes and coffee breath
Little boys on crystal meth
Tonight we'll tango in the street
You eat dark meat

Mister Richard Smoker
You're a chicken choker
Tonight you're gonna
Let it all hang out

Pantyhose and Aqua-Net
Smokin' menthol cigarettes
Tonight we'll tango in the street
You eat dark meat

Biddley bah boo, biddley bah boo
Biddley bah boo bow, smoke

You eat dark meat

Biddley bah boo, biddley bah boo
Biddley bah boo bow

Mister Richard Smoker
You're an Ono Yoker
Cognac and black coffee
With the boys

Dancin' in your buster browns
Whirlin' to the techno sounds
Your hands are wet, your hair is slick
You smoke big dick

Mister Richard Smoker
You're a velvet coker
Bruce and Geoff
Will pick you up at ten

Goin' out, dancin' in the city
Friday night, gotta look pretty
Tonight we'll tango in the street
You eat dark meat

Biddley bah boo, biddley bah boo
Biddley bah boo bow, whoa
Biddley bah boo, biddley bah boo
Biddley bah boo bow, yeah

Biddley bah boo, biddley bah boo
Biddley bah boo bow, smoke
Biddley bah boo, biddley bah boo
Biddley bah boo bow


23.Help Me Scrape the Mucus Off My Brain

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Jr., Michael Melchiondo

I guess it's somethin' in my brain
I need whiskey to ease the pain
But it's early in the mornin'
And I'm feelin' bad again

But if you ever loved me
You'll go easy on me now
Fix me up a cup of coffee
And in a while I'll come around

I think I spent the dog-food money
But he'll love me just the same
And if you really love me baby
Help me scrape the mucus off my brain

It's a shame when morning hurts
I've seen bad and I've seen worse
It's the nature of my bein'
I took some money from your purse

And that French man loves to part
And I know he's not to blame
But the way you're lookin' at me baby
I just can't help but feel the shame

I think I spent the dog-food money
But he'll love me just the same
And if you really love me baby
Help me scrape the mucus off my brain

If you really love me baby
Help me scrape the mucus off my brain


24.You Were the Fool

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

Slow four, one, two, three, four

Bless the father bless the son
Cross your heart 'cause you're the one
Collectin' moon-beams in the mornin'

Curvy sticks and wooden poles
Assistin' you in pluggin' holes
Plug them holes till you see straight through to the mind's eye

Think about it, turn around
And go back to the quiet sound
Of Jim and Dan prancin' 'round the pool

You were the fool, and I feel sorry for you
You were the fool, but there's something you can do

You can wash your arm in a pool of mud
You can chop a tree, prevent a flood
You can speak with a turtle just by flippin' him around

You can build a boat and sail the sea
You can buy a moat and forge a key
Initiate the sequence, create catastrophe

I think about it turn around
And go back to the quiet sound
Of Jim and Dan prancin' 'round the pool

You were the fool and I feel sorry for you
You were the fool, but there's something you can do

Bless the father, bless the son
Cross your heart 'cause you're the one
Collectin' moon-beams in the mornin'

Curvy sticks and wooden poles
Assistin' you in pluggin' holes
Plug them holes till you see straight through to the mind's eye

Think about it, turn around
And go back to the quiet sound
Of Jim and Dan prancin' 'round the pool

You were the fool, and I feel sorry for you
You were the fool, but there's something you can do
You were the fool


25.Fluffy

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Jr., Michael Melchiondo

Fluffy, furry buddy
Chewed his leg on the porch
Why¹d you do it Fluffy
On the porch？

Good dog Fluffy
Old friend, my pal
Fluffy¹s got his buddy
On the porch

Penny, she's my girlie
She sits here with me, on the porch
Oh Penny looks so pretty
On the porch

Penny takes Fluffy for a walk out
On the path
And Fluffy chases the other doggies
On the path

The pig says to Penny
'Get Fluffy back on the porch'
So me and Fluffy and Penny
Are on the porch


26.Little Birdy

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

Oh little birdy, oh little birdy

I saw the little birdy sing
He sang with glee and everything
He sang for spring and sang for me
And everything was so happy

I don't know why I want to fly
Try to sigh, try to fly, made a tie
And then it tried to get me down

I wanna buy, make me fly
Get me high, so I can try and then I try
The little birdy start to cry so happy

Little birdy was so happy
Little birdy was so happy

Can I touch your birdy wing
And try and hop and everything？
Can the sun reach down on us？
And through the Heavens only we would sing

I want the birdy make me laugh
See, the birdy make me laugh
Take a little birdy bath
I don't know why he got me high

I don't know why, I don't know why
It cannot die, it sang too high
And all the birds on the wing sang so together

I saw the little birdy sing
He sang with glee and everything
He sang for spring and sang for me
And everything was so happy

I don't know why I want to fly
I try to sigh, I try to fly, and made a tie
And then it tried to get me down

I want to buy make me fly
Get me high, get me try and then you try
The little birdy start to cry so happy

Birdy, little birdy, little birdy

Can I touch your birdy wing
And fly and hop and everything？
Can the sun reach down on us？
And through the Heavens only we would sing

The birdy make me laugh
See, the birdy make me laugh
Take a little birdy bath
I don't know why he got me high

I don't know why, I don't know why
It cannot die, it sung so high
And all the birds on the wing sing together
So together, so together


27.Tender Situation

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Jr., Michael Melchiondo

State this ache as the final break
Tender situation create a good illusion
Feel the grip of your salvation
This is indeed a tender situation

Make your move man, state your case
Taste the waste man, taste the waste
What is your place in my glorification？
Yeah, this is really a tender situation

Get off the pot man, shake and bake
Taste the waste boy, taste the waste
Pump it up or stray from that old station
Yeah dude this is really a tender situation

State this ache as the final break
Tender situation create a good illusion
Feel the grip of your salvation
This is indeed a tender situation

Make your move man, state your case
Taste the waste man, taste the waste
What is your place in my glorification？
Yeah, this is really a tender situation

Get off the pot man, shake and bake
Taste the waste boy, taste the waste
Pump it up or stray from that old station
Yeah dude this is really a tender situation

State this ache as the final break
Tender situation create a good illusion
Feel the grip of your salvation
This is indeed a tender situation

Make your move man, state your case
Taste the waste man, taste the waste
What is your place in my glorification？
Yeah, this is really a tender situation

Get off the pot man, shake and bake
Taste the waste boy, taste the waste
Pump it up or stray from that old station
Yeah dude this is really a tender situation
Tender situation, tender situation, tender situation


28.The Stallion, Pt. 3

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

Mach 10 at sudden speed, flying into the wind now
I'm flowing at my feet, something of likeness to you now
I spotted you in the sun, I called your name from a distance
I knew you were the one, I called again

I do declare, I can float in the air
And with some love from above you must
Don't caress the weasel and don't fall too soon
Don't seek the blood from the panther
Don't take a trip to you soon
I'm the one holding the time back from the sun
As I scope the lobe

I am the one who controls the sun
And I know that things will pass as time elapse, lapses
Time elapses through the sound of you
And the things we could do

Just think of the master
Trying to fool the blast man
Check the cards at the table
Scream softly you are able
To see the sign of thine self as throughout the ages of time
Things you thought weren't going to climb the mountain
See the sun

Touch the waves of the earth
Feel the grass softly
And don't think for the one you know
I am screaming backwards in the sand

Hey, dude, he's the stallion
Yo, dude, he's the stallion
Dude, he's the stallion


29.Big Jim

rollin' and wheelin'
stealin' and dealin'
big jim

bol weevil' it's a pleasel
it's a pleasel my weasel
big jim

dreamin' and schemin'
screamin' and bleedin'
big jim

froggy in the meadow under the log

rollin' and wheelin'
stealin' and dealin'
big jim

what's the biggest thing u ever did done see？
big jim


30.Push Th' Little Daisies

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

When you lie, kiss your baby bye bye bye
If you're true, the whole wide world will laugh with you
When we see nothings wrong with you and me
And time will tell, it might even ring a wedding bell, now

If you think that I'm a loser well you suck
'Cause you know I ain't nothin' but a user
Of your love I can't get enough but girl it's true
The whole wide world is smiling with you

Push the little daisies and make 'em come up
Push the little daisies and make 'em come up
Push the little daisies and make 'em come up
Push the little daisies and make 'em come up

But sometimes I know and sometimes I'm on the go
But I'm comin' back, so don't give me no flack, yeah
It's all you and it's me too and it's your world, you's the
girl, you's the girl
Happier than shit, things that might go click with me
Click with you, is that love, is that love, oh

Push the little daisies and make 'em come up
Push the little daisies and make 'em come up
Push the little daisies and make 'em come up
Push the little daisies and make 'em come up

Push the little daisies and make 'em come up
Push the little daisies and make 'em come up
Push the little daisies and make 'em come up
Push the little daisies and make 'em come up

Watch the little daisies grow, little daisies grow
Now just push the little daisies and make 'em come up
You watch them grow, watch them grow
As I push the little daisies and make 'em come up
Make 'em come up, make 'em come up, make 'em come up

Say push the little daisies and make 'em come up
Now push the little daisies and make 'em come up
Now push the little daisies and make 'em come up
Push the little daisies and make 'em come up

Push the little daisies and make 'em come up
Say push the little daisies and make 'em come up
Say but push the little daisies and make 'em come up


31.The Goin' Gets Tough from the Getgo

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

Smack dab in the middle of a situation overlooked by fools
Tables turned, lessons learned, you get burned for playing by
the rules
Time is lost, that's the cost, oh brother, you get shit on the
end
Scrape for a dollar, you'll die smilin', learnin' the same
lessons once again

The goin' gets tough from the getgo go man go
Oh brother, not another motherfucker gotta go now
(Right dude？ That's right!)

The goin' gets tough from the getgo go man go
Oh brother, not another motherfucker gotta go now
(Isn't that right, dude？ That's right, Gener, so right)

The goin' gets tough from the getgo go man go
Oh brother, not another motherfucker gotta go now
(Isn't that right, Gener？ Tell me, tell me the truth)
(You're right, tell me again)

The goin' gets tough from the getgo go man go
Oh brother, not another motherfucker
Gotta go now oh, check it out

The goin' gets tough from the getgo go man go
Oh brother, not another motherfucker
The goin' gets tough from the getgo go man go
Oh brother, oh, take it

Smack dab in the middle of a situation overlooked by fools
Tables turned, lessons learned, you get burned for playing by
the rules
(You know that happens, Gener! And I know!)
The time is lost, that's the cost, oh brother, you get shit on
the end
Scrape for a dollar, you'll die smilin', learnin' the same
lessons once again

The goin' gets tough from the getgo go man go
Oh brother, not another motherfucker gotta go now
(Once again)

The goin' gets tough from the getgo go man go
Oh brother, not another motherfucker gotta go now

I think it's over now
(Gotta go now)
Gener! Oh God


32.Reggaejunkiejew

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

I don't know where you're comin' from
But I wish you'd go away
And I don't know where you get your money from
But I wish I didn't have to be the one to pay

And I'm not sure how to say this
And I'll seal it with a kiss
Do up a bag and drop dead, motherfucker
So I can hang out with Chris, oh

What can you do
When your world's been invaded by a reggaejunkiejew
And what can you do
When the things that made you happy now only make you blue

Take a permanent vacation, get the fuck out of town
Go see Jamaica, motherfucker, let your dreadlocks down
All that you speak is bullshit and all the people you know
Maybe, some people like to eat it but I think you're a dick

What can you do
When your world is invaded by a reggaejunkiejew
And what can you do
When the things that made you happy now only make you blue come
on

Matzofarian, reggaejunkiejew
Matzofarian, reggaejunkiejew
Matzofarian, reggaejunkiejew
Matzofarian, reggaejunkiejew

Matzofarian, reggaejunkiejew
Matzofarian, reggaejunkiejew
Matzofarian, reggaejunkiejew
Matzofarian, reggaejunkiejew, fuck you

Reggaejunkiejew, fuck you
Reggaejunkiejew, fuck you
Reggaejunkiejew, fuck you
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you

'Jew, 'jew, 'jew,' jew, 'jew, 'jew, 'jew, 'jew, jew


33.I Play It Off Legit

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

Where've you been？
I was out with Pat
Was she shootin' shit？
Yeah, but I played it off legit

Talkin' to some Joe, hangin' out shootin' shit
Tries to tell me somethin', I play it off legit
How did you handle it？
I played it off legit

So pleasant when the sails of the seas of orion gently slip
No more need for God's sorrow, I just play it off legit
Dude's hounding this bitch, okay, I'm checkin' out the shit
laughin'
Later on I'll fuck her she knows I'm legit

(She does？ I didn't know that)
(That's right)
(From the start)
(Bitch was houndin' and shit)
(Tell me about that sexy scorpion)

A sexy scorpion that stings her with wit
I play it off legit because I know I'm legit
(That's right, I know you're legit)
(I'm legit)
(Played it off cool)

My ma bought me a cool shirt, when I wear it I'm the shit
I'm really not that legit, my mom bought it
(She wasn't playing it off legit either)
(Nah, she knows I'm legit)

(Did you clap when you saw her？)
I clapped when I saw her, when I found her, you split
When I'm on the go, you know I'm legit

(I mean, I was really legit, up on the go that night)
(Ah, you were know I'm legit)
(You know I'm legit go)
(Do it, keep it going tell 'em about Joe)

Talkin' to some Joe, hangin' out shootin' shit
(Right)
Tries to tell me somethin', I play it off legit
(That's right)
You wanna hear about the scorpion？


34.Pumpin' 4 the Man

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

It's a nine mile walk from the office to the pumps
Sometimes you think you're gonna drop
In the end you're filthy, dirty, horny and pissed off
And before you can leave you gotta sweep the fuckin' shop

It's a real real bitch to be workin' for the man
But shit, I do it well, so what the fuck
I could probably wash dishes at some other fuckin' dump
But it's all the same to me, bustin' ass to make a buck

So read 'em up and stick 'em, pump that fucker good
Some woman down on Main Street needs a jump
Get your fingers outta your ass and pump some faggot's gas
And think about how bad New Hope sucks

And it's a piss poor life when the ladies fire you up
And then you check their oil and know you're fucked
'Cause no one wants a loser who works for five an hour
Smells like gas, looks like shit, works in the rain and rude as
hell

Now, I can fix a tire like Hurricane Melinda
I know, that I'm the best for what it's worth
So if I choose to help you don't look like you expect it
'Cause it's a gift that God gave me at birth

So read 'em up and stick 'em, pump that fucker good
Some woman down on Main Street needs a jump
Get your fingers outta your ass and pump some faggot's gas
And think about how bad New Hope sucks, woah

So read 'em up and stick 'em, pump that fucker good
Some woman down on Main Street needs a jump
Get your fingers outta your ass and pump some faggot's gas
And think about how bad New Hope sucks, woah


35.Sarah

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Jr., Michael Melchiondo

When I find you in your sleep, Sarah
I will tell you what you mean to me, Sarah

I know this big world
Ain't always what it seems, Sarah
Forever may I love you
And forever may you dream, Sarah

When I find you in your sleep, Sarah
I will tell you what you mean to me, Sarah


36.Springtheme

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Jr., Michael Melchiondo

Good morning my love
The skies are clearing up today
Can I kiss you on the boob
Like I did yesterday？

You let me in
You let me sin
You made me cry
You got me high

Can I touch you in the nude？
You lookin' really good in bed
How come you ain't talkin'
Like we was yesterday？

You let me in
You let me sin
You made me cry
You got me high

Wake up little wakeup
Got somethin' new to say
Don't move a muscle
I'm gettin' dressed and I can't stay

Oh, you let me in
You let me sin
You made me cry
You got me high

You let me in
You got me high
Got me high
Got me high, high, high

Good morning love
Good morning my love


37.Flies On My Dick

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

Oh, sweet mind fuck lady
Please love me like you do
Plagued by an image of days long gone
Flies on my dick

Never sit alone on a hot sticky noon
With flies on your dick
I'm just a boy with a gypsy nun
I love it when you stick me with your staff

Oh, sweet mind fuck lady
Smashed with a nightmare
All alone with flies on my dick

Have a beautiful pain
It always rains in your bed
When I'm wet with truth
I'll say it with soothe
I know, what I must do

Sweetheart, nun, gypsy
I know what I must do
So afraid, I know what I must do
So afraid, I know what I must do

La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, ha, ha
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la


38.I Saw Gener Cryin' In His Sleep

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Jr., Michael Melchiondo

I heard my brother weepin' in the dead of the night
I said, 'Dude, man, you feelin' alright？'
Gener said nothin' and continued to weep
I caught Papa Gene Ween cryin' in his sleep

I saw Gener cryin' in his sleep
I tried to wake him up
But he made not a peep
I saw Gener cryin' in his sleep

You fucked it up again!

Life at the top can be tough
Sometimes you think, you've seen enough
But you can find a diamond in the rough
But when it's time for bed
You shouldn't think about that stuff

Yeah, I saw Gener cryin' in his sleep
I tried to wake him up
But he made not a peep
I saw Gener cryin' in his sleep

I saw Gener cryin' in his sleep
I tried to wake him up
But he made not a peep
I saw Gener cryin' in his sleep


39.Touch My Tooter

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

Buddy, why's my brain so muddy？
Why do I feel like putty
When she walkin' to the room？

Touch my tooter, smoocher

Sonny, it ain't all milk and honey
And I don't think it's funny
When she starts to groove

Baby, ain't it pretty lazy
And ain't it crazy
When you think it's all smooth？

Touch my tooter, smoocher

Buddy, why my brain so muddy？
Why do I feel like putty
When she walkin' to the room？

Sonny, ain't it funny？
And I don't think it's funny
When she starts to groove

Touch my tooter, smoocher

Take it down for me, bring it on

Touch my tooter, smoocher

Buddy, why's my brain so muddy？
Why do I feel like putty
When she's walkin' to the room？

Sonny, it ain't all milk and honey
And I don't think it's funny
When she starts to groove


40.Mourning Glory

unintelligible-
cough, cough
I swear to god! Look!
This is something new you've never heard before this.
You better take a good look at your mind, fucker.
I know what you want to come here for
You better take a good look at your mind, fucker.
These three little, these three little fuckers.
These three little...pumpkin patch.
These three little pumpkins went into the woods and they said,
They said today we're gonna find something really good to look
at.
And they went into the woods and they looked at all the little
trees.
And they said this woods is really (sounds like continuous？)
little trees.
You know, 'cause nature is just as part of us as we are to the
earth.
I said yeah.
And the pumpkins, the pumpkins went further into the woods.
And they came across this little man...with a big, big head.
And the little man said,
What's your fucking idea you fuckers？!
What are you fucking high？!
And the little pumpkin says,
(this next lines pretty sketchy)
We're the pumpkins to join yours for a loose the pumpkin.
Oooey! Oooey! Oooey!
You ain't been in my world.
You never been in my world.
You never will be in my world.
You go away and you'll never be in my world again.
The pumpkin boy said, yes you will, yes you will, I think to
stay.
I wanna be in your world.
For you in your world.
Yeah you fuckers, you can't get me off before you leave
yourself.
You think you can understand but you can't!
Look, you just entered my world, right？
You just entered my world (sounds like 'are quiet lie') you go
in and for
then enjoy nothing but (sounds like 'share and progress')
You think you can go from the top of the tree to the top of this
too.
(unintelligible
inaudible ranting for a bit)
The two pumpkins looked at the little man and they said,
Why, why would he be such a, why would he be such a jerk？
And the only thing he does is smoke drugs,
And he doesn't do cocaine,
And he doesn't shoot smack,
And he doesn't even drink beer.
Why would he be such a fucker to me？
Why would he be such fuckers？
All they wanted to do was pumpkins.
All they wanted to laugh at was the pumpkins.
(long unintelligible bit)
It's only the beginning.
Stop the tape


41.Loving U Thru It All

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

Loving u thru it all

Thick and thin
Bad and good, sun and rain
And the sun, and the sun, and the rain

Loving u thru it all

Rain and snow
Sun and rain
Thick and thin, bad and good

Loving u, loving u
Loving u thru it all

Thick and thin, good and bad
Sun and rain, rain and sun
Sun and rain, rain and sun

Loving u thru it all
Loving u thru it all
Loving u thru it all
Loving u thru it all
Thru it all
Loving u thru it all

Thick and thin
Good and bad, sun and rain
Good and bad

Loving u thru it all
Loving u thru it all

Thick and thin, bad and good
Sun and rain

Loving u
Loving u thru it all
Loving u thru it all
Loving u 'til the end


42.Hey Fat Boy

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

Hey fat boy, come here, you killed my mother, I'm gonna kill you
Hey fat boy, come here, I'm gonna kill you, I'm gonna kill you
Hey fat boy, asshole, come here, you killed my mother
Hey fat boy, come here, asshole I'm gonna kill you, I'm gonna
kill you

Fucker, asshole, come here, you killed my mother
Hey asshole, come here, I'm gonna kill you, I'm gonna kill you
Asshole, come here, asshole, come here, hey asshole, come here

Fucker, come here, you killed my mother, I'm gonna kill you
Hey fat boy, come here, you killed my mother
Hey asshole, come here, hey asshole, come here


43.Don't Get 2 Close

don't quiver little boy
your daddy's with you now
it won't be long anyhow
it's just around the corner
the destiny that i embrace with you

don't get 2 close to my fantasy
don't be afraid to clutch the hand of your creator
stare into the lion's eyes
and if u taste the candy
you'll get 2 the surprise

stay calm little dreamer
and drift off into dreams
the gentle kiss of night
is better than it seems
it's just around the corner
close your eyes and soon you'll be with me


44.Poop Ship Destroyer

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Jr., Michael Melchiondo

Let me lock you in the system at Warp 2
Push it on into systematic overdrive
You know what to do

Let's cruise past all the golden poo
That makes me blue
These things gonna help you do better

Poop, poop
Poop ship, poop ship, ship destroyer
On the poop ship, poop ship, ship destroyer

Let me jam all the frequencies on channel 2
I was been chewin' on this brownie
An' I think, I'm almost through

Let's cruise, the chocolate stew was you know for you
I told you to jam this frequency
This sector's chartered by you

Everybody
Poop ship, on the poop ship, ship destroyer
The poop ship, poop ship, ship's destroyer
Poo, poo, poo, poo, poop, poo, poop


45.Strap On That Jammy Pac

Strap on that there jammy pac.
Get a grip on your soul.
Sip on that there family flask,
And I'll guide you towards the door.
She don't feed me in the mornin',
And I can't take no more!
So strap on that there jammy pac,
And get up off my floor.
Strap on that there jammy pac
And slide a double dime my way.
Dry off your distributor cap,
And hip me to the game you play.
She's jonesin' for a jammy
With a girl that I call 'Tammy',
So strap on that there jammy pac,
It's time for you to pay.

Strap on that there jammy pac.
She hypnotized one dude.
Stains you like a heart attack.
Van Winkle says 'Fuck you.'
Never made me no supper.
A boy like me needs it, too!
So strap on that thar jammy pac,
It's time to pay your due.


46.Dr. Rock

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

All the feelings that I have for you
Dr. Rock, help me out for I need to shout it
Dr. Rock, quickly Derek, run and get your mammy

There is no denying that you been supplying
In a slathering ball of flesh
Dr. Rock, the light of death is gonna shine again
Dr. Rock and I'll let you in the notes

Don't conceal your tragic flaw
Give the Dr. Rock a call
Dr. Rock, come quickly to see the scene
Dr. Rock, got everything that you need

You're the apple of my eye
But with some aid I feel you'll die
Dr. Rock, save the soul from a bottomless pit
Dr. Rock and see what you can make of it

You like to fly

You like the suffocating on a small crustation
As you hammered your way to the truth
Dr. Rock was examined by an Indian eye
Dr. Rock, another lie that you're going to die

All the feelings that I have for you
Dr. Rock, help me out for I need to shout it
Dr. Rock, quick Derek run, get your mammy


47.Frank

Lyricist：Freeman Aaron, Melchiondo Michael

Frank, give me a pork roll egg and cheese
If you please, with some gravy fries

Sink into a greasy mega-weedge
And I sneezed and it blew my mind

Time, it's in the hand of God
Chew on turkey or some cod if you please

Frank, give me a pork roll egg and cheese
If you please, with some gravy fries


48.Sorry Charlie

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

Things didn't work out the way you had planned it
Things fell apart at the seams

And now you're cold and sleepy
Christ, how did it come to this？
Hold on to those you thought were your loved ones
They'll be the ones you miss

And now you're standing at the station
Tryin' to take what I ain't got to give
Oh, and I'm so sorry, Charlie
I've got my own life to live

Just call your friends at college
Wonder why you didn't stay
And my boss is coming down soon, Chuck
He's drunk so you can't stay, no, you can't stay

You did nothing to deserve this
God didn't treat you swell
Oh, it all slipped through your fingers
And it all seems so unfair

And your girlfriend, she's in high school
She says she loves you a lot
Oh no, she can't support you
So you better sell more pot

And now you're standing at the station
Tryin' to take what I ain't got to give
Oh, and I'm so sorry, Charlie
I've got my own life to live

So you just call your friends at college
Wonder why you didn't stay
And my boss is coming down soon, Chuck
He's drunk and you can't stay, no, you can't stay

Sorry Charlie, sorry Charlie, oww


49.The Stallion Pt. 1

Look out you son of a bitch
Goddamn motherfucker
Do you know who you're fucking with？

You're fucking with the stallion, mang.
You're fucking with the goddamn, mang.
You're fucking with the stallion, mang.

Goddamn piece of shit.
On my dick you should sit.
Do you know who you're fucking with？

Prancing stallion. Oh ho handsome. Prancing on the grass.

I'm the fucking stallion, mang.
The stallion.
I'm the fucking stallion, mang.
The stallion.
I am the stallion, mang.
You get it？
I am the stallion, mang.
You get it？

You see the damn stallion, mang？ (？？？)

You goddamn son of a bitch.
You fucking piece of shit.

＊(I'm really unsure about this part)

Goddamn son of a bitch.
Goddamn piece of shit.

Now it's clear, I can see stallion.
Yes, I too can struggle with the stallion.


50.Pollo Asado

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

Come on, it's a beautiful night for a walk on the beach
Wouldn't you say？ Yes, I would say that, I would say that
Let me start of with a basket of chips
Then move on to the pollo asado taco

I would like two pollo asado tacos with one beef chimichanga
On the chimichanga, I would like a side of sour cream
I would like tomatoes and onions on my quesodilla
For dessert I would like the flares, I would like extra cinnamon

Do you make guacamole？ Yes, I do make guacamole
Uh, I would like a side of guacamole on my Tostitos
I like to dip the Tostitos in the guacamole
Can I get a basket, I told you about a basket of chips

I would like a large iced-tea, two, uh, two large iced-teas
Okay, that'll be sixteen zero seven
Out of twenty？ Okay, sixteen zero seven's your change
Hi, can I help you？

I would like a basket of chips
A beef chimichanga with a side of sour cream
I would like some guacamole on my chimichanga
With a quesodilla of tomato, onion, and vegetables

I should like a burrito with beans, beef, and
I would like a carne asado taco
Could you put some hot sauce on that for me？
No, inside the taco, not on the side

Yes, can I have a carne asado taco？
Not a pollo asado, we don't have chicken
Do you have guacamole？
Can you make me some guacamole？

I have guacamole
Okay, on my burrito I would like the muchaco beef
And the shredded pork
And some more cheese, please

Okay, that'll be twenty-two
Uh, oh yes, I would like two lemonades
And one medium iced-tea
Okay, that'll be twenty zero seven
Out of twenty-two？ Okay, one fifty-two's your change

Thanks a lot, your food will be up here
Let me get your drinks

Hi, can I help you？ Yes, I would like a basket of chips
I would like a beef chimi
Umm, what is, what is the, what is the, what is the pollo asado？
That's the chicken
Okay, what is the carne asado？ That's the beef
Okay, let me get two carne asado tacos


51.Right 2 The Ways And The Rules Of The World

1-2-3-4

Monsters that trinkle like cats in the night.
The cosmic conceiver continues his plight.
A war of the heavens, what's wrong and what's right.
Right 2 the ways and the rules of the world.
Right 2 the ways and the rules of the world.
Spraying the children with incense and myrrh.
The hopeless confessions of minds unsure.
Spraying the children with incense and myrrh.
Right 2 the ways and the rules of the world.
Right 2 the ways and the rules of the world.

I tried to come over and see you today.
I tried to come over to want you to say.
I wanted you say to come today.
Right 2 the ways and the rules of the world.
Right 2 the ways and the rules of the world.
Mindlessy hoping she falls for their minds.
Holding the sacraments, secrets unkind.
Chewing the curdles of cream from the rain.
Right 2 the ways and the rules of the world.
Chewing the grits...
Right 2 the ways and the rules of the world.


52.Captain Fantasy

Lyricist：Freeman Aaron, Melchiondo Michael

Please would you like to be somewhere floating free？
Seems my destiny, Captain Fantasy
Take a minute to go down beneath the reaches of sound
You could be with me, Captain Fantasy

And when I'm there, I'm here
And when you're near, I'm there
The only words of your life, Captain Fantasy
And when I'm here, I'm there
And when you're near, I'm here
The only words of your life, Captain Fantasy

Please would you like to be somewhere floating free？
Seems my destiny, Captain Fantasy
So take a minute to go down beneath the reaches of sound
You could be with me, Captain Fantasy

And when I'm there, I'm here
And when you're near, I'm there
The only words of your life, Captain Fantasy
And when I'm here, I'm there
And when you're near, I'm here
The only words of your life, Captain Fantasy

Wow, yow, ohh, fantasy, fantasy
So please would you like to be somewhere floating free？
Seems my destiny, Captain Fantasy
And take a minute to go down, beneath the reaches of sound
You could be with me, Captain Fantasy, Captain Fantasy


53.Demon Sweat

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

The sky dripped in a demon sweat the night she left
Wrapped up in a blanket and I'm feelin' wet
They said, 'She flew from the goals in her life
Then she went like blood from a knife'
I'm here, and it's all so clear now

The wind flows and it's blowing cold and I'm still here
Gripping onto what's not around
Now it's all so clear to me now
Now I know, sometimes I try a bit too hard
And I can't let go of you


54.Molly

Lyricist：Freeman Aaron, Melchiondo Michael

Tell me what you want and I'll give it to you
You name it easy, baby, I'll name it
Would you name dispongent monkey
I'll go on and name it too

Molly
Molly
Molly

Cough me a glob of hardened mercy and I'll zip it
Tell you fetch that mercy and you know, I'm gonna fetch it too
You fetch, you fetch that mercy
And you know he's gonna dig it too

Molly
Molly
Molly

So tell it to me baby and tell me wishes oooh
Come on the beat's approaching and it's time to stop on
Baby, Eddie Dingle's coming over and Bobby's Uncle

Molly
Molly
Molly

Actually, rip van winkle and a-tinkle dinkle dinkle
Rip Van Winkle say,'Fuck you'
Man I miss you man, rip Van Winkle say, 'Fuck you'

Molly
Molly
Molly

Tell me what you want and I'll give it to you
You name it easy, baby, I'll name it oooh
You name dispongent monkey
I'll go on and name it too

Molly
Molly
Molly

Cough me a glob of hardened mercy, you'll see a nuzzle
Tell you fetch that mercy and you know I'm gonna fetch it too
You fetch, you fetch that mercy
And you know he's gonna dig it too

Molly
Molly
Molly


55.Can U Taste the Waste？

Lyricist：Freeman Aaron, Melchiondo Michael

Can u taste the waste？
Can u taste the waste？
Can u taste the waste？
Can u taste the waste？
Can u taste the waste？
Can u taste the waste？


56.Don't Sweat It

Lyricist：Freeman Aaron, Melchiondo Michael

I'd like to see you before I go
There's a few things I'd like to do
And when you're gone, you'll be gone for long
And soon I'll be gone too

But don't sweat it, don't sweat it, don't sweat it
Don't sweat it, don't sweat it, don't sweat it

Are you happy with the color of your tea？
Could you use some sugar now？
You're satified with your boy or your girl
Your little butter cup

But don't sweat it, don't sweat it, don't sweat it
Don't sweat it, don't sweat it, don't sweat it

I'd like to see you before I go
There's a few things I'd like to do
But when you're gone to become someone
And soon I'll be gone too

But don't sweat it, don't sweat it, don't sweat it
Don't sweat it, don't sweat it, don't sweat it


57.Awesome Sound

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

Got an awesome sound goin' down
Got an awesome sound goin' down
Got an awesome sound goin' down
Got a pork roll, egg, cheese and bacon

Stop the tape here

Got an awesome sound goin' down
Got an awesome sound goin' down
Got some, got some
Awesome sounds goin' down

Alright, lay it on me

Awesome sound goin' down
Got an awesome sound goin' down
Got an awesome sound goin' down
Got a pork roll, egg, cheese and bacon

Oh, oh, yeah, baby, hit me again, stop it
Hit me again, oh, yeah, hit me again, stop it
Hit me again, oh, oh, hit me again
Hit me again, oh

Got an awesome sound, it's goin' down
Got this awesome sound, it's really goin' down
Got this really fuckin' awesome sound

Hit me, hit me, hit me again
Oh, oh, hit me one more time

Oh, awesome sound goin' down
Awesome sound goin' down

One more time, hit me
Oh, stop it, hit me


58.Laura

Lyricist：Freeman Aaron, Melchiondo Michael

Dud'n dud'n dud'n dud'n, dud'n dud'n dud'n dud'n
The grain bag sits on the chair, and why the hell am I with ya？
And if you told me that it wasn't there, why the hell am I with
ya？
You know I really don't care, and why the hell now with ya？
I told my mommy that it was okay, and why the hell now with ya？

Laura, Laura
Oh baby I cut myself

And if you threw the garbage away, why the hell am I with ya？
And if you knew you wanted to stay, then why the hell now with
ya？
Little Eddie Dingle is going away, and why the hell now with ya？
Somebody wants to come and play, and why the hell am I with ya？

Laura, Laura

You know something？ I've got somethin', I've got somethin'
I've got somethin' for all the people in the world


59.Boing

Lyricist：Freeman Aaron, Melchiondo Michael

It is as smooth as a mutilated shit on the shingle at dawn
Rip rip rip Van Winkle he can shit on a shingle at dawn
Would you like to do a boing, boing, boing, boing？

She's a fun-lovin' woman and I'd love to see her wiggle
She's a rooty-toot kid with a piggy in the middle
She'd like to do a boing, boing, boing, boing

Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah


60.Mononucleosis

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

When you came into the pod
You told me that something was wrong
Said, 'You wasn't havin' no more fun and you want to lick the
sun'
Couldn't say it was any fun, oh dude

Now you're on the couch, you can't even move your fucking head
Tell me that you wish you was dead
Dude, I really don't wish you was dead
Better stay in your sweaty mucus bed, oh dude

I can't have a smoke, can't even enjoy a little brew
What the hell's my buggy going to do？
Can't even pet the horses in the zoo
Little Miss Mandy's in this too, oh dude


61.Oh My Dear (Falling In Love)

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

Tell me where you come from, was it heaven above？
Oh my dear, I must be falling in love
Can you climb the sunny peaks of a fortress in mud？
Oh my dear, I must be falling in love

Did I tell you I want more than what you're really made of？
Oh my dear, I must be falling in love
Can you scope a purple blunder and admit that you are young？
Oh my dear, I must be falling in love

Tell me where you come from, was it heaven above？
Oh my dear, I must be falling in love
Can you climb the sunny peaks of a fortress in mud？
Oh my dear, I must be falling in love

Did I tell you I want more than what you're really made of？
Oh my dear, I must be falling in love


62.Sketches of Winkle

Lyricist：Freeman Aaron, Melchiondo Michael

Ah, she danced like a floozie in a hot tub of guava
Achin' round the scene, you know she's hip to her mantra
He was a meditated fucker, all strung-out on Sinatra
Hitting Van Winkle like there ain't no tomorrow

I saw Van Winkle show up on the scene
I can't remember when I saw that's he's been doin' all the

Sketches of Winkle, crying to the heavens in a fit of rage
Sketches of Winkle, keep little humans locked up in a cage
Sketches of Winkle, I think I love her but she don't love me
Sketches of Winkle, why don't you love me, girl？

She drained all the fluid from the sink in the kitchen
Achin' 'round these all she's doin' is bitchin'
Steven said, 'He went and bought a new pair of mittens
Mean Ween cut me and he said, 'He was kiddin' '

I saw Van Winkle show up on the scene
I can't remember when I saw that's he's been doin' all the

Sketches of Winkle, cryin' to the Heavens in a fit of rage
Sketches of Winkle, keep little humans locked up in a cage
Sketches of Winkle, I think I love her but she don't love me
Sketches of Winkle, why don't you love me, girl？

Rip Van Winkle, rip, rip, rip, Van Winkle
Rip Van Winkle, rip, rip, rip, Van Winkle, rip
Rip Van Winkle, rip, rip, rip, Van Winkle


63.Alone

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

When the life inside, no doubt has died
And you've turned your head away
You tried to pay, but at the end of the day
It's you again, alone
Alone, confined the mess in your mind
When you can't relate to them

You've reaped and sown
But little is known by those who aren't alone
Why should a man learn not again
What he has learned before？
He's overcome but must succumb
To what he's living for

He tried and tried, all those survived
He missed, and he's fallen short
The little known, his heart of stone
Will make him feel alone


64.Movin' Away

Moving away. Gone away. Gone away.
Moving away. yeah. (？？)
Moving away yeah.
(incomprehensible mumbling


65.She Fucks Me

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Jr., Michael Melchiondo

I met her at the living earth show
She crossed the room, the lights sank low
We're together, she really digs me, she fucks me
Who would think I could be so happy？
When I'm cold, I know she's keepin' me warm
We're together, she really digs me, she fucks me

She's in my arms, she's in my heart, yeah
Pins and needles up and down my spine
We're together, she really digs me now
She fucks me, she fucks me

I met her at the living earth show
She crossed the room, the lights sank low
We're together, she really digs me, she fucks me
Who would think I could be so happy？
When I'm cold, she's keepin' me warm
When we're together, she really digs me, she fucks me

She's in my arms, she's in my heart, yeah
Pins and needles up and down my spine
We're together, she really digs me now
She fucks me, she fucks me, she fucks me
She fucks me, she fucks me, she fucks me
She fucks me now, yeah


66.Pork Roll Egg And Cheese

When you've had your fun, and your work is done,
You must not succumb.
I can feel you breathe. It's like a mega-weedge inside.
Please don't hide.

So mom, if you please, pass me the pork roll egg and cheese, if
you please,
On a kaiser bun.
Mom, if you please, pass me the pork roll egg and cheese, if you
please,
On a kaiser bun.

When the guava's drained, Eddie Dingle remains.
But we must further ourselves on.
So dynamic is life, staring into the sight's
Not right, but wrong in a good way.

So mom, if you please, pass me the pork roll egg and cheese, if
you please,
On a kaiser bun.
Mom, if you please, pass me the pork roll egg and cheese, if you
please,
On a kaiser bun.

When you've had your fun, and your work is done,
You must not succumb.
I can feel you breathe. It's like a mega-weedge inside.
Please don't hide.

So mom, if you please, pass me the pork roll egg and cheese, if
you please,
On a kaiser bun.
Mom, if you please, pass me the pork roll egg and cheese, if you
please,
On a kaiser bun.
Mom, if you please, pass me the pork roll egg and cheese, if you
please,
Kaiser bun. Pork roll egg and cheese.


67.The Stallion (Pt. 2)

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

For hither not, I am the stallion
Come fear, come love, I am the stallion
You know that I am the stallion, mang
I am, I am the stallion, mang

You know that I am the stallion, mang
I live, I walk, I am the stallion, mang
Hair-throng goo-tongue, stallion mang
A, 2, S T A L L I O N
I am the stallion, mang

1, I can drink
2, I get groomed
3, I go for a walk
I am the stallion, mang
You know that I am the stallion, mang

Deaner, Deaner, dude
Where can you be？ Come hither
Who are you？ The stallion
What's goin' on？
Who are you, Deaner？
I am, I am the stallion
You are the stallion

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q S S T A L L I O N
I am the stallion, mang
I can feel what I like to see in you and me and the stallion
I can play, I get to take the water because I am the stallion
O P L G H M F S T A L L I O N

Stallion, mang
Stallion, mang
Stallion, mang
I am the stallion
Wild stallion
Wild stallion

Goodbye
Stallion
Stallion
Goodbye

Stallion
Stallion
Stallion
Stallion
Stallion
Stallion, mang

Whenever forth you come hither, when I can see the wind
I shall too ride upon the stallion
I shall too lick the palm of the stallion
Whilst I drink the hair from the stallion, man
I am the stallion


68.You Fucked Up

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

You fucked up by Ween
You fucked up, you bitch
You really fucked up

You fucked up
You fuckin' Nazi whore
Well, you dicked me over
But now you'll pay

You fucked up, ah
You fucked up, you bitch
You really fucked up

You fucked up
You sloppy little shit
Bitch, ah

Well, you dicked me over
But now you'll pay

You fucked up, ah
Well, you dicked me over
But now you'll pay
You fucked up, ah


69.Tick

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

I feel a tick in my head and he's sucking on my head
In the morning I'll be dead if he doesn't leave my head
Why can't he go away why does he have to stay
Maybe he wanna play but I can only say
That I'll get you, I'll burn you, I'll crush you, I'll flush you
(down, down)
The toilet where you'll spiral (around-round)

Awww, tick, mmm tick, tick, tick, brr tick

I tried to get rid of my plague but I left some of his leg
And he grew back pretty quick so I stabbed the little prick
But now I cut my head in the morning I'll be dead
But even after still he'll find someone to kill
And he'll get you, I'll burn you, I'll crush you, I'll flush you
(down, down)
The toilet where you'll spiral (around-round)

Awww, tick, mmm tick, tick, tick, brr tick

Awww, tick, mmm tick, tick, tick, brr tick

Awww, tick, mmm tick, tick, tick, brr tick


70.I'm in the Mood to Move

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

I'm in the mood to move to the left
Three feet, goddammit
I'm in the mood to slide to the right
Hundred feet, goddammit

I'm in the mood to fall down the steps
Four flights, goddammit
I'm in the mood to fly in the air
Twelve feet, muthafuck

We in the mood to do our thang
Right now, mo, hey, now
Sunny fish, melon jelly
Ballin' the jack at the meat wagon now

I'm in the mood to move my body
Like a weasel, goddammit
Four, eight, sixteen feet to the left, goddammit

I'm in the mood to whip your body with a tire iron
Coon dog, ground hog, poop log
Three, two, one time


71.I Gots a Weasel

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

Got a weasel -- it's a teazel -- mah pleazel -- mah pleazel --
got a weasel
Jumped in
Got a weasel -- it's a teazel -- mah pleazel -- mah pleazel --
got a weasel
Said somethin' to show me the blimp, babe
Got a weasel -- it's a teazel -- mah pleazel -- mah pleazel --
got a weasel
I got me this big weasel out

Weasel, teazel pleazel pleazel
Got a weasel it's a teazel mah pleazel
Got a weasel teazel my pleazel got a weasel
Got a weasel it's a pleazal mah bay

Got a weasel -- it's a teazel -- mah pleazel -- mah pleazel --
got a weasel
It come through the roof in a blimp
Got a weasel -- it's a teazel -- mah pleazel -- mah pleazel --
got a weasel
Weasel flying upstairs in the air
Got a weasel -- it's a teazel -- mah pleazel -- mah weasel --
got a weasel
I got the weasel jumped in the air

Weasel, teazel pleazel pleazel
Got a weasel it's a teazel mah pleazel
Got a weasel pleazel my pleazel pleazel weasel
Got a weasel it's a pleazal mah bay

Got a weasel -- it's a teazel -- mah pleazel -- mah pleazel --
got a weasel
Weasel flyin' around up in the ceiling
Got a weasel -- it's a teazel -- mah pleazel -- mah pleazel --
got a weasel
He jumped upstairs and down again
Yeah


72.Fat Lenny

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

Fat Lenny's gonna walk right into myself
Fat Lenny's gonna see myself reflect it back on myself
And Fat Lenny's gonna lick the shellack off the window sill and
I say
Fat Lenny's gonna lick my head off

You, stop by my friend Fat Lenny, I like him a lot
(Tell him about my, buddy, get it now)
No, Mr. Fat Lenny, what？

Fat Lenny's gonna lick the shellack off the window sill and I
said, now
Fat Lenny's gonna jump up and down run back down the hill
(Oh, Fat Lenny)
And I said, now Fat Lenny knows what he is to be Fat Lenny
'Cause he is Fat Lenny, he's my buddy
(Oh, Fat Lenny)

He's Fat Lenny I know what he is to be Fat Lenny
'Cause he's my friend Fat Lenny
I like Fat Lenny, like 'cause he's my friend Fat Lenny, Fat
Lenny
(Oh, Fat Lenny, Fat Lenny)

What？ He's Fat Lenny
(You know, do you know？)
Do you know he's Fat Lenny

Fat Lenny's gonna lick my brain today
Fat Lenny doesn't like me anyway
Fat Lenny said my friend yesterday, Fat Lenny

Oh, Fat Lenny, oh, Fat Lenny
Oh, Fat Lenny, Fat Lenny, Fat, Fat, Fat Lenny
Fat Lenny, oh, Fat Lenny
Oh, Fat Lenny, Fat Lenny, Fat, Fat, Fat Lenny


73.Cold + Wet

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

I'm cold and wet, can't you hear what I'm sayin' to you？
Cold and wet, it's the message, I'm conveyin' to you
How many times do I has to tell you that I'm cold and wet？

Hot and dizzy, you got me in a tizzy honey
Hot and dizzy, you better get busy and make me some soup
Oh, before I get sick

I'm cold and wet, can't you hear what I'm sayin' to you？
Cold and wet, it's the message, I'm conveyin' to you
How many times do I has to tell you that I'm cold and wet？

Hot and dizzy, you got me in a tizzy honey
Hot and dizzy, you better get busy and make me some soup
Oh, before I get sick


74.Bumblebee

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Jr., Michael Melchiondo

Ahhhhh, shit, ahhh
Ahhhh bumblebee stung me
He stung my brain
Awwwww
He stung me, he stung me, uhh

Weedeating Vaughn's grass
A big bumblebee came right out
He stung me 47,000 times on my head
It hurt, it hurt, oh god it hurt so badly

Ahhhh bumblebee stung me
Bumblebee stung me
Bumblebee stung me
Bumblebee stung me
Thank you


75.Don't Laugh (I Love You)

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

And when the sun it turns to snow
And the grass doesn't grow, don't laugh I love you
I could look outside my window every day
But you wouldn't be there to come out and play, don't laugh I
love you

Ernest hemming way would always be there for me
But now earnest hemming way is dead now
If I could get you back someday
Don't you say you're going away, don't laugh I love you

And if you locked me in the sun
To the tinkle I would run, don't laugh I love you

I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you
Don't laugh I love you

I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you


76.Never Squeal

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

Never squeal on th' pusher
Don't lie to your mama
Just do whatcha wanna
It'll be okay

Don't swim in the water
Don't fly inna daytime
Just do whatcha wanna
It'll be okay

Never smuggle no candy
Can't be whatcha wanna
When you haffa go down to the darkest places
Yeah

Don't say what's really on yo' mind
Gotsta give it more time
Try to remember this rhyme
And you'll be okay

I know I turn you on
I think you an I could get along
Don't get me wrong
You gonna be alright

Say it with me now


77.Up On The Hill

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

Up on the hill, down by the river
By the ocean, across the field
By the word of the boognish
I said, 'Lordy, Lordy, Lord, I'm comin' home'

When I was younger my momma told me
She said, 'Gener, I want to smell it'
And then she smelled it and it was smelly
And she said, 'Lordy, Lordy, Lord, I'm comin' home'

In a dream said he was comin'
Boognish was risin' up from the mist
He held the scepter of wealth and power
And said, 'By God, I've come to take you home'

Up on the hill, down by the river
By the ocean, across the field
By the word of the boognish
I said, 'Lordy, Lordy, Lord, I'm comin' home'

When I was younger my momma told me
She said, 'Gener, I want to smell it'
And then she smelled it and it was smelly
And she said, 'Lordy, Lordy, Lord, I'm comin' home'

In a dream said he was comin'
Boognish was risin' up from the mist
He held the scepter of wealth and power
And said, 'By God, I've come to take you home'


78.Wayne's Pet Youngin'

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

Hey, lay it on me
1 2 3 4
5 6 7 8 9 10
11 12 13 14 15
16 17 18 19 20
21 22 23 24 25

Morgan's pain succumbs to the frame
In a zany combination of Wayne's pet youngin'
Astral plane conversing lame
In a zany combination of Wayne's pet youngin'

A stained pane drownin' out the rain
In a zany combination of Wayne's pet youngin'
You name the game and I'll bring Dwayne
And Roger and Rerun to Wayne's pet youngin'

Rerun's brain, confetti stain
In a zany combination of Wayne's pet youngin'
What's your name？ Are you glad you came？
But would you die in the name of Wayne's pet youngin'？
Yes, I would, ahh


79.Nicole

nicole
i love you
i'll never leave you
w
o you i turn to stone

nicole believe me
love was meant to be
consumed by you and me
nicole

nicole
i love you
i'm thinkin' of you
w
every motion i make

when the stars are above you
know that i miss you and
i'll be there sooner than you think
nicole

nicole nicole nicole

exactly theo. cocoa puff


80.Common Bitch

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

Let me tell you 'bout the fucking bitch, deaner
Why'd you know she's a fucking bitch？
She didn't, she's a fucking bitch, deaner

Common bitch, my head itch
Scratch it bitch, common bitch
Common bitch, little girl

Common bitch, wear good stitch
Fetch it bitch, common bitch
Common bitch, little girl

Common bitch, poppa's home
No shit, common bitch
Common bitch, little girl


81.El Camino

el camino blazing down the road
fast never slow
conquest of the' night
aztec machine speeding to the light

toronado concienda il ma pweeb
she rules the laws of speed
she's a bull of a machine
beauty like i've never seen

cordoba hot siesta at high noon
she takes me to the moon
estienda ma chi esta que
el puentes masto mehta

cuondo cuondo cuondo
cuondo cuondo cuondo


82.Old Queen Cole

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

Old Queen Cole, gotsta take control
You drinkin' whiskey and wine and it tastes just fine
For you now Nicki, life is gettin' tricky
And you're runnin' outta gas drivin' way too fast

Full throttle in gear tryin' hard to steer you
Toward immaculate conception, heavy metal perception
There's a world that's all around you, no one will ever find you
For you that's okay 'cause tomorrow's just another day

Rock, roll, butter, bread, remember what yo' mama said
Hey, it's just yo' life, why don't you find the biggest knife？
You can find now baby, yeah, you actin' like a lady
You got blood on your pants and I know that you can dance

Queen Cole, Queen Cole, gotsta take control
You drinkin' whiskey and wine and it tastes just fine
For you now Nicki, life is gettin' tricky
And you're runnin' outta gas, drivin' way too fast

Queen Cole, Queen Cole, gotsta take control
You drinkin' whiskey and wine and it tastes just fine
For you now Nicki, life is gettin' tricky
And you're runnin' outta gas, drivin' way too fast


83.Nan

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

Hi, I'm fuckin' Eddie Dingle
I met this girl named Nan
She, she overpopulated my senses
And fuckin' dicked me over

What's your big secret？
Could you give me a clue？
Oh, silly girl, I'm so in love with you
Won't you tell me what's on your mind
If you'd open your head tell me what would I find
Are you for real？ What do you feel？

Finders keepers, losers weepers, baby
If I could get the lid off, I'd look into the jar
Is this the best thing that I can do？
It ain't done me no good so far

Mind over matter
But it seems I don't matter at all, fucker
Nan, a table for one
Do you think I could be invited to come？ You fuck

What's your big secret baby？
Could you give me a clue？
Oh, silly, silly girl, I'm so in love with you
Won't you tell me what's on your mind
If you'd open your head tell me what would you find
Are you for real？ What do you feel？

You know, I saw you yesterday walkin' with Danny
He's a fucker, and you're a fucker too
You know what you did to me baby？
Yeah, you know what you did, now you're walkin' with Danny down
the street
How do you think that make me feel huh？
How do you think that make me feel huh？ Huh？
You think I like it here, you fucker？
You fuckin' bitch, I hate you, you fucker
You keep walkin' with Danny
You keep fuckin' walkin' with Danny, I don't give a fuck
Yeah, I don't give a flying fuck about you or Danny, you bitch


84.Licking The Palm For Guava

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo


It was a cold, dark night
No hope in sight
I left my little hut
And went to the palm
To get some guava

Licking the palm for guava
Licking the palm for guava
Yes, when you're old and you're not very young

Lick the palm for guava
Lick the palm
When you're old and you're not very young
Lick the palm for guava


85.Mushroom Festival in Hell

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Jr. Melchiondo

The wind is howling and the time is right for fear
In the emergence in the phosphorescent tears
And all the hippies gonna lick the mind of God？
They've already been immersed in the wad

The wind is howling and the sea is boiling down
The mind is the water, the mind is the water
'Cause it's a mushroom festival in hell
'Cause it's a mushroom festival in hell

Yeah, woo, woo, woo, woo


86.L.M.L.Y.P.

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

Whooa, yeah, whoa, whoa, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah, ahhhhhh, whoa, whoa, yeah

The lights go out, the smell of doom
I'll bet is creeping into your lonely room
The bed's on fire, your fate is sealed
And you're so tired, and the reason is Camille-mille
Shockadelica
The girl must be a witch
She's got your mind, body, and soul hitched
Shockadelica
You need a second opinion
But she never wears a stitch
So you can't take her home, she's got you tied with a golden
rope
She won't let you play your guitar
And when you've cried enough
Maybe she'll let you up
For a nasty ride in her Shockadeli-car
Gonna make you beg

Gonna make you beg
Gonna make you spread your leg
Gonna want it, gonna get it
And you'll never regret it

Talk to me lover, come on tell me what you taste
Didn't your mama tell you life is to good to waste？
Didn't she tell you that Lovesexy was the glam of them all？
If you can hang, you can trip on it
You surely won't fall
No side effects and the feeling last forever
Straight up - it tastes good
It makes you feel clever
You kiss your enemies like you know you should
Then you jerk your body like a horny pony would
You jerk your body like a horny pony would
Now run and tell your mama about that

Let me lick your pussy, let me lick your cunt
Let me eat your body, baby, let me make you squeal and grunt
Let me show you how to please me baby
Let me show you how to tease me baby
Baby baby babe get down on your knees
Let me lick your pussy
Let me lick your pussy
Let me lick your pussy

Come on baby, I got somethin' to say
Let me lick your pussy
I wanna say I wanna lick your pussy
Let me lick your pussy
I ain't messin' around - I ain't messin' around
I'm sayin' baby
Let me lick your pussy
Let me lick your pussy
Let me lick your pussy

Oh baby, come here, let me tell you somethin'
How's your pussy baby？
Now we've all got something, you know what I mean？
You've got your pussy
Right there between your legs, baby
You know what it is, don't you？ It's a pussy
Oooh yeah
You know what I wanna do what that pussy, baby？
You know what I wanna do？
Yeah, don't you, don't you, baby
Take it out, wanna take it to town
Make it feel good for me, bring it back to my place
Then I'm gonna can you imagine baby？

Let me lick your pussy, oohooohooh
Let me lick your pussy, let me lick your pussy
Let me lick your pussy, oooh baby
Let me lick, let me lick, let me lick your pussy
Come here baby

First we'll take a bath
Then I'll get my towel, baby
I'll wrap you up - I'm gonna wrap you up in my towel, baby
You know what I'm gonna do then
I just wanna say - you know baby, I could give a great massage
Oh, you can, Gener？
I say, yeah baby, I give you a massage like, like thirteen
kings, baby
Oh, Gener

I say, what you got between your legs, baby？
What does that have to do with a massage, baby？
You know, you know what I really want it's your pussy baby
I wanna lick your pussy baby
Yeah, you know what I'm saying
You know what I'm saying
You got me going baby
Oh, you got me going like I never thought I'd go before
Shit baby! Come here! Let me lick your pussy
Let me lick your pussy, baby
Let me lick your pussy

Take it, Deaner


87.Papa Zit

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

Papa Zit, go

Who's yo papa？ Papa Zit
Where's yo mama？ Papa Zit
Listen to papa, Papa Zit
Where's yo mama？ Papa Zit

This is the shit

Chew tobacco, Papa Zit
Two chewbaccas, Papa Zit
Who's yo papa？ Papa Zit
Where's yo mama？ Papa Zit

This is the shit

Who's yo papa？ Papa Zit
Where's yo mama？ Papa Zit
Listen to papa, Papa Zit
Where's yo mama？ Papa Zit

This is the shit

Chew tobacco, Papa Zit
Two chewbaccas, Papa Zit
Who's yo papa？ Papa Zit
Where's yo mama？ Papa Zit

This is the shit, this is the shit


88.Old Man Thunder

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

Old man thunder, sound of thunder
Broan sh' brazh daunn oh
Birndi sihnn, gone d fir d'sau
The munth of funth
Gonna rundowntown, d'sau


89.Blackjack

blackjack
big black betty
little spanish eddie
blackjack
indian black betty


90.Squelch the Weasel

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

Squelch the little weasel, crush him before he spawns
Break it to me gently, but with merriment and song
Squelch the little weasel, juice him as he bleeds
Feed him to the many, for thous their souls shall weep

Sipping of the sunray blading in the earth
Evolving was the nectar given to the weasel birth
I was just a puppet until the clouds caved in
Bless me now you are sacred my flesh betwixt my skin

Sipping of the sunray blading in the earth
Evolving was the nectar given to the weasel birth


91.Marble Tulip Juicy Tree

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Jr., Michael Melchiondo

I don't know who you are
Don't know who you want to be
When I carbonate the test tube
Then you won't see me

I got a twin cab diesel combo
It takes me where I want to go
And all the nuphies are happy
They know of a fungus that grow

So when you see Hoecke's mind screw
Don't come running to me
Marble tulip juicy tree

Marble tulip juicy tree
It's where I want to be
When I gnaw on the tulip
It'll wish that it was me

Every morning I put my shoes on
And I think about she
Who controls the four seasons
Inhaling kitties in the sea

It's like a noodle in a salad
Little birdy wants to be set free
I drill the corpse lobe with my mommy
Marble tulip juicy tree

So this song's about the loving things
That you are to me
Just stay away from my adenoids
And marble tulip juicy tree

Marble tulip juicy tree
It's where I want to be
When I gnaw on the tulip
It'll wish that it was me


92.Puffy Cloud (Puffi Claude)

drift away on a puffy cloud
go away on a puffy cloud
my brain is dead from too much pot
cuz (gene)(dean) + i smoke too much pot
cloudy cloudy cloudy cloud
cloudy cloud cloudy cloud

float away on a cotton ball
we write songs about the clouds
my brain is dead from too much pot
cuz (gene)(dean) + i smoke too much pot
cloudy cloudy cloudy cloud
cloudy cloud cloudy cloud


93.What Deaner Was Talking About

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

The washing's out, it's hanging up
And all I have is nothing
Nothing to do, nothing to say
I think I must be dreaming

The sun comes up and I'm all washed out
Is this what Deaner was talking about？
I don't think, I will ever return again, my friend

If I was king, I'd wear a ring
And never hurt my people
I'd stay alert, and just to kill
I might even slip you something

The sun comes up and I'm all washed out
Is this what Deaner was talking about？
I don't think, I will ever return again, my friend

The sun comes up and I'm all washed out
Is this what Deaner was talking about？
And I don't think, I will ever return again, my friend

I do not think, I will ever return again, my friend
I do not think, I will ever return again, my friend


94.Beacon Light

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

Looking up to the sky
Made me realize
Made me want to fly

To a place far away
Where they're singing songs
Making love all day

Somewhere beyond the sun
Where an atom splits
And an ounce is a ton

So don't you be late
I see the beacon light and it's on
So strap on that jammy pack
Fuel it up 'cause I'm gone

The people all dance
With their big long arms
And a peach in their pants

Picking fruit from the sky
As the demon ship
Goes passing them by

I'm not sure if it's love
But it's coming down
From the Heaven's above

So don't you be late
I see the beacon light and it's on
So strap on that jammy pack
Fuel it up 'cause I'm gone

So don't you be late
I see the beacon light and it's on
So strap on that jammy pack
Fuel it up 'cause I'm gone


95.Voodoo Lady (II)

Voodoo Lady
Shakin' that stick and drivin' me crazy
Your eyes look red and hazy
Doin' that stuff that you do
Messin' me up with your voodoo

You drive me crazy with that
Boogie oogie oogie oogie oogie oogie oogie oogie
You drive me crazy with that
Boogie boogie boogie

Your lips are hot and spicy
Servin' up red beans and rice, yeah
At midnite she's a-howlin' and stompin'
Makin' love to the gators in the swampin', now


I feel you now inside me
Never once did you deny me
Doin' that stuff that you do
Knockin' me out with your voodoo

(Repeat Chorus)

Voodoo lady, shakin' that stick, drivin' me crazy
Voodoo lady, oh yeah

Boogie boogie boogie boogie

Ohh!
Yeah, baby!
That's cool!

(Repeat first verse)
(Repeat Chorus)

Yeah!


96.Tree

(Instrumental)


97.Transitions

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

Got a static, universal saturation in the grip of the morning
sun
The greatest soldier that erodes all the orders
And the door men when the day is done

Hop the dingle on the ferry
Takes you back to the dimension that's just begun
Riding the crystal of communion to a union
Harry Truman is the poor lady's son and he says

Got a static, universal saturation in the grip of the morning
sun
The greatest soldier that erodes all the orders
And the door men when the day is done

Hop the dingle on the ferry
Takes you back to the dimension that's just begun
Riding the crystal of communion to a union
Harry Truman is the poor lady's son and he says

Got a static, universal saturation in the grip of the morning
sun
The greatest soldier that erodes all the orders
And the door men when the day is done

Hop the dingle on the ferry
Takes you back to the dimension that's just begun
Riding the crystal of communion, it's a union
Harry Truman is the poor lady's son and he says


98.The Rainbow

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Jr., Michael Melchiondo

Many colors in the homo rainbow
Don't be afraid to let your colors shine
Many colors in the homo rainbow
Show me yours, I'm gonna show you mine

If you find a pot of gold
Then every little thing
Is gonna work out fine
In the homo rainbow

Many colors in the homo rainbow
You give me shade from black to yellow
Many colors in the homo rainbow
A warm embrace and a kind a hello

If you find a pot of gold
Then every little thing
Is gonna work out fine
In the homo rainbow

If you find a pot of gold
Then every little thing
Is gonna work out fine
In the homo rainbow

Every single color, every walk of life
From the golden shores of Kansas, to the middle of Japan
Reach around your soul and learn your fellow man

There are many colors in the homo rainbow
Don't be afraid to let your colors shine
Don't be ashamed of what God made you


99.Someday

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

Someday, you will hear me sing a love song
Someday, I'll find a girl to call my own

Bringing it all together
Doing it on my own
Walking hand in hand like lovers

And if you wished upon the moon
Then it maybe one day soon

Sunday, Monday
Tuesday, is pizza day

Bringing it all together
Doing it on my own
Walking hand and hand like lovers

And if you wished upon the moon
Then it maybe one day soon


100.Loop De Loop

Lyricist：Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo

So ya wanna learn how to tie your shoes？
It's a very easy thing to do

Just sit right down and I'll give you the scoop
What's that？ It's called a loop-de-loop

You gotta take lace in each hand
Go over and under again

You make a loop-de-loop and pull
And your shoes are looking cool

You go over and back left to right
Loop-de-loop and you pull 'em tight

Like bunny ears or a Christmas bow
Lace 'em up and your ready to go

Ya make a loop-de-loop and pull
And your shoes are looking cool

Ya make a loop-de-loop and pull
And your shoes are looking cool