1.Punk Rock Girl
Lyricist：Joseph Genaro, Rodney Linderman, Dean Sabatino, David
Schulthise
One Saturday I took
A walk to zipper head
I met a girl there
And she almost knocked me dead
Punk rock girl, please look at me
Punk rock girl, what do you see？
Let's travel round the world
Just you and me punk rock girl
I tapped her on the shoulder
And said do you have a beau？
She looked at me and smiled
And said she did not know
Punk rock girl, give me a chance
Punk rock girl, let's go slam dance
We'll dress like Minnie Pearl
Just you and me punk rock girl
We went to the Phillie Pizza Company
And ordered some hot tea
The waitress said, 'Well no
We only have it iced'
So we jumped up on the table and shouted anarchy
And someone played a Beach Boys song
On the jukebox, it was California Dreamin
So we started screamin' on such a winter's day
She took me to her parents
For a Sunday meal
Her father took one look at me
And he began to squeal
Punk rock girl, it makes no sense
Punk rock girl, your dad is the Vice President
Rich as the Duke of Earl
Yeah you're for me punk rock girl
We went to a shopping mall
And laughed at all the shoppers
And security guards trailed us
To a record shop
We asked for Mojo Nixon
They said, 'He don't work here'
We said, 'If you don't got Mojo Nixon
Then your store could use some fixin''
We got into a car
Away we started rollin'
I said, 'How much you pay for this？'
She said, 'Nothing man, it's stolen'
Punk rock girl you look so wild
Punk rock girl let's have a child
We'll name her Minnie Pearl
Just you and me
Eating fudge banana swirl
Just you and me
We'll travel round the world
Just you and me punk rock girl
2.Brat In the Frat
Lyricist：Anthony Joseph Genaro, Rodney Linderman, Dean Sabatino, David
Schulthise
Hey
I do not like you college brat
I do not like you and your frat
I do not like you at the shore
I do not like you drunk on Coors
I do not like your average life
I hope you do not take a wife
I hope you don't decide to breed
'Cause that's one thing I do not need
I do not like you radical
I hate you and your fancy school
You're wrong about the working class
I hope they kick your Harvard ass
I do not like you world of ours
I'd rather live on planet Mars
And die from lack of oxygen
Than breathe the air of other men
Hey
3.I Against Osbourne
Lyricist：Lou Reed
I know CIA is watching me
I'm a target of the FBI and PMRC
I do not sleep, I spend my nights worrying of satellites
They put an eye into the sky and I did not tell the people why
I do not sleep, I spend my nights worrying about satellites
My neighbors are not the folks they appear to be
They've been replaced by the agency
I try to get to sleep but it's no good
My coffee does not taste the way it should
I know there's no way to make them stop
My house is surrounded by the cops
They love to plant hidden microphones
I find them when I clean up around my home
I am sorry, yes, I am
I do not talk to strangers ma'am
You're part of this giant plot
Please, don't tell me that you're not
I am sorry, yes, I am
I do not talk to strangers ma'am
My kids must be part of the conspiracy
Mr. Rogers works hand in hand with the KGB
4.Life Is Shit
Lyricist：Anthony Joseph Genaro, Rodney Linderman, Dean Sabatino, David
Schulthise
I ran into a friend of mine
Said he was gonna take some words and make them rhyme
I said 'You can fool some of them some of the time
But you can only fool half them all of the time'
And he said 'Yes I do believe this is true
Would you like to come and sniff some glue？
And we'll fly to where the skies are blue
And look for things both bright and new'
And on a pretty Sunday morning a bunch of pretty Baptist girls
Linked their pretty hands and they sang
'Life is shit, life is shit, the world is shit, the world is
shit
And this is life as I know it, this is life as I know it'
And in the sky I saw Richard Nixon
Smoking a lacey with Mr. Dickson
He said, 'Son, there's something I must say
I, I do believe I've found a better way'
And a vision came and I knew it was Bob Crane
And Bob sang
'Life is shit, life is shit, the world is shit, the world is
shit
And this is life as I know it, this is life as I know it'
And when my friend and I were done we went to rest upon the sun
'Cause life takes from us the things we love
And it robs us of the special ones
And it puts them high where we can't climb
And we only miss them all the time
And we sing, 'Life is shit, life is shit
The world is shit, the world is shit
This is life as I know it, this is life as I know it
This is life as I know it, this is life as I know it
This is life as I know it'
5.Now Everybody's Me
Lyricist：Anthony Joseph Genaro, Rodney Linderman, Dean Sabatino, David
Schulthise
Everybody hates Edie Brickell
All my favorite shows are on TV
All the restaurants serve my favorite food
'Cause now everybody's me
Now my apartment's really crowded
'Cause I live there and I'm everybody
Everybody's sleeping with my girl
But, hey, everybody's me
Now everybody's me
Now everybody's me
Now everybody's me
Now everybody's me
Everybody's watching 'Married with children'
Everybody's into bestiality
The stores stopped selling Amstel Light
'Cause now everybody's me
Everybody loves Charles Manson
Everybody wants to set him free
Everybody's on the parole board
'Cause now everybody's me
Now everybody's me
Now everybody's me
Now everybody's me
Now everybody's me
I had to put an end to war
It didn't make a lot of sense to shoot at myself
No more Christians, Jews, Muslims or Amway salesmen
Just a whole planet of TV addicts
They had to lower all the basketball nets
'Cause everybody's only 5 foot 3
And everybody likes to dress like a monkey
'Cause now everybody's me
6.Stuart
Lyricist：Anthony Joseph Genaro, Rodney Linderman, Dean Sabatino, David
Schulthise
You know what, Stuart？
I like you
You're not like the other people
Here, in the trailer park
Oh, don't go get me wrong
They're fine people
They're good Americans
But they're content to sit back
Maybe watch a little Mork ＆ Mindy
On channel 57
Maybe kick back a cool
Coors 16-ouncer
They're good, fine people, Stuart
But they don't know
What the queers
Are doing to the soil
You know that Jonny Wurster kid？
The kid that delivers papers
In the neighborhood？
He's a foreign kid
Some of the
Neighbors say
'He smokes crack'
But, I don't believe it
Anyway, for his tenth birthday
All he wanted was a burrow owl
Kept bugging his old man
'Dad, get me a burrow owl'
'I'll never ask for anything else
As long as I live'
So the guy breaks down
And buys him a burrow owl
Anyway, ten thirty, the other night
I go out in my yard
And there's the Wurster kid
Looking up in the tree
I say, 'What are you looking for？'
He says 'I'm looking for my burrow owl'
I say, 'Jumping Jesus
On a Pogo Stick'
'Everybody knows the burrow owl lives
In a hole, in the ground
Why the hell do you think
They call it a burrow owl, anyway？'
Now Stuart, do you think
A kid like that is going
To know what the queers
Are doing to the soil？
I first became aware
Of this about ten years ago
The summer my oldest boy
Bill Jr. died
You know that carnival comes
Into town every year？
Well, this year they came
Through with a ride called The Mixer
The man said, 'Keep your head
And arms inside the Mixer at all times'
But Bill Jr, he was a Daredevil
Just like his old man
He was leaning out saying
'Hey everybody, look at me
Look at me'
Pow, he was decapitated
They found his head over
By the snow cone concession
A few days after that
I open up the mail
And there's a
Pamphlet in there
From Pueblo, Colorado
And it's addressed to Bill, Jr.
And it's entitled
'Do you know
What the queers
Are doing to our soil？'
Now, Stuart, if you look
At the soil around any large US city
There's a big underground
Homosexual population
Des Moines, Iowa, for an example
Look at the soil around Des Moines, Stuart
You can't build on it
You can't grow anything in it
The government says
'It's due to poor farming'
But I know what's
Really going on, Stuart
I know it's the queers
They're in it with the aliens
They're building landing strips
For gay Martians, I swear to God
You know what, Stuart
I like you
You're not like the other people
Here, in this trailer park
7.My Many Smells
Lyricist：Anthony Joseph Genaro, Rodney Linderman, Dean Sabatino, David
Schulthise
Sometimes I smell like a barrel of rotting fruit
Stinking up the jungle under the hot tropical sun
Other times I smell like thick black swamp-water
Backed into your toilet on a warm summer day
These are a few of my many smells
Won't you come and smell me？ Won't you share my stench？
Won't you come and smell me？ Won't you share my stench？
Once I smelled just like the bathroom
After grandma used it and she's been eating prunes
Other times I smell like a city garbage strike
When all the horseflies grow to 3 inches long
These are a few of my many smells
Won't you come and smell me？ Won't you share my stench？
Won't you come and smell me？ Won't you share my stench？
Sometimes I smell just like death itself
A sickening sweet smell I could really make you ill
Smell me, smell me, smell me, smell me, smell me
See me, hear me, touch me, smell me
Smell me, smell me, smell me
8.The Guitar Song
Lyricist：Anthony Joseph Genaro, Rodney Linderman, Dean Sabatino, David
Schulthise
Hey Kitten, whatcha doin'？
Wanna play the guitar？
You say, what's that sound
Coming out of the hole in the wood？
You say, what's that sound
Coming out of the hole in the wood？
You say, what's that sound
Coming out of the hole in the wood？
It's the guitar
Hey baby, whatcha doin'？
Playin' with your rattle and plastic car？
You say, what's that sound
Coming out of the hole in the wood？
You say, what's that sound
Coming out of the hole in the wood？
You say, what's that sound
Coming out of the hole in the wood？
It's the guitar
Hey mama, where ya goin'？
I hope you're not going very far
Because what's that sound
Coming out of the hole in the wood？
Tell me what's that sound
Coming out of the hole in the wood？
Hey, what's that sound
Coming out of the hole in the wood？
It's the guitar
It's the guitar
It's the guitar
...
9.Smokin' Banana Peels
Lyricist：Anthony Joseph Genaro, Rodney Linderman, Dean Sabatino, David
Schulthise
Burrow owl burrow owl burrow owl
Smokin' banana peels, see how it feels
Living is easy with ice cubes
The world is swimmin' with electric eels
Talk seriously to me brother
Smokin' banana peels, savin' the seals
There are four me's living all together
Got to keep an even keel
You've got to take life serially
Smokin' banana peels in between meals
I was all pumped up about the iron
Let's all pray get down and kneel
Smokin' banana peels sound like this
Mellow, it's so mellow
Mellow, it's so mellow
No! It's too mellow! ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya
No! It's too mellow! ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya
Mellow, it's so mellow oh oh oh-oh oh
Mellow, it's so mellow
No! It's too mellow! ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya
No! It's so mellow! ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya
Smokin' banana peels, nothin' is real
Mites are living in your eyelashes
People are makin' important deals
They're my fingernails and I'm keeping em
Smokin' banana peels, savin' the seals
Up and down between your heels
Dip your breasts in shimmering lip balm
Talk to me about Elvis
Take Elvis for walk and shut up
10.Bad Party
Lyricist：Anthony Joseph Genaro, Rodney Linderman, Dean Sabatino, David
Schulthise
We're goin' to a bad party
It's the worst party that's ever been
We're goin' to a bad party
And I hope those jerks will let us in
Shut your mouth, get in the car
'Cause Ricky Casso wants to drive
We're goin' to a bad party
It's the kind where everyone's dull
We're goin' to a bad party
Gonna scare the bejesus out of them all
When we get there we'll say, we love Satan
Ricky always thinks that's funny
We're goin' to a bad party
It's the worst party that's ever been
God, I really hate these jokers
Think they're smart, they think they're witty
Someone ought to pass a law
Or at least form a committee
I'm gonna shoot the stereo
If they don't start playin' my kind of music
We're goin' to a bad party
And I can hardly wait
We're goin' to a bad party
I need a place to defecate
Maybe we'll take the host hostage
Ooh, what a clever play on words
We're goin' to a bad party
It's the worst party that's ever been
God, I really hate this music
I can't stand Gene Loves Jezebel
If there is a God in heaven
I'm sure that band will burn in hell
I'm gonna shoot somebody
If they don't stop talkin' about East Enders
We're goin' to a bad party
And who knows what damage we'll do
We're goin' to a bad party
Gonna wind up on Phil Donahue
11.I Walk The Thinnest Line
Lyricist：Anthony Joseph Genaro, Rodney Linderman, Dean Sabatino, David
Schulthise
I walk the thinnest line
I walk the thinnest line
I walk the thinnest line
Between the light and dark sides of my mind
I walk the thinnest line
I walk the thinnest line
I walk the thinnest line
Between the good and bad sides of my mind
And when I'm bad I sit in a tree
And spit on people who walk under me
When I'm good I stay at home
I've got 29 kids all named Jerome
I walk the thinnest line
I walk the thinnest line
I walk the thinnest line
Between the light and dark sides of my mind
I walk the thinnest line
I walk the thinnest line
I walk the thinnest line
Between the good and bad sides of my mind
And when I'm sad I go to a club
Drink enough beer to fill a bathtub
When I'm glad I make a wish
Find a wife who has read 'My Little Fish'
I walk the thinnest line
I walk the thinnest line
I walk the thinnest line
Between the light and dark sides of my mind
I walk the thinnest line
I walk the thinnest line
I walk the thinnest line
Between the good and bad sides of my mind
And when I'm bored I watch TV
A million things I want to see
To fill my mind on either side
Dear TV I want to take you for my bride
I walk the thinnest line
12.Howard Beware
Lyricist：Anthony Joseph Genaro, Rodney Linderman, Dean Sabatino, David
Schulthise
Howard beware 'cause we don't wanna hurt you
While sun is shining, that'd be cruel
Howard beware 'cause we're gonna get you
We know where your kids go to school
Howard, Howard beware
Howard, Howard beware
Howard, Howard beware
'Cause you're so easy to scare
You'll hide from the shadows
And everybody knows
Howard beware the Russians they don't like you
Might as well drop the bomb on you
Howard beware the government won't protect you
Like to see you turned into Howard stew
Howard, Howard beware
Howard, Howard beware
Howard, Howard beware
'Cause you're so easy to scare
You'll hide from the shadows
And everybody knows
Howard beware the neighbors wanna kill you
Might just all form an angry mob
Howard beware your mother has disowned you
Says that you're a pervert and a slob
Howard, Howard beware
Howard, Howard beware
Howard, Howard beware
'Cause you're so easy to scare
You'll hide from the shadows
And everybody knows
13.RC's Mom
Lyricist：Anthony Joseph Genaro, Rodney Linderman, Dean Sabatino, David
Schulthise
Gonna beat my wife
Gonna beat my wife now
Gonna smack her with a lead pipe
Gonna smack her with a 2 by 4
Run her over with a Brink's truck
Chase her down with a lawn mower
Gonna beat my wife
Look out
Wife beatin'
Mistreatin'
Wife slappin'
It happens
Gonna beat my wife
Gonna beat your wife
Gonna beat his wife
Gonna beat her wife
Gonna beat my wife
Gonna slap my wife
Gonna kick my wife
Good God, y'all
Gonna beat my wife
Gonna beat my wife
At the shelter
Helter skelter
Wife kickin'
Finger lickin'
Wife killin'
It's thrillin'
Oh baby
Please don't beat me, baby
I promise I'll never
Sleep with the moon in my face no more
Gonna beat my wife
14.Ringo Buys A Rifle
Lyricist：Anthony Joseph Genaro, Rodney Linderman, Dean Sabatino, David
Schulthise
We aren't ourselves, brains on the shelf
We'll all wake up when Ringo buys a rifle
We live, we breathe, we spread disease
That all must end when Ringo buys a rifle
People told him what to say
Ordered had his dream away
Paul was dubbing Ringo's drumming
John was dubbing Ringo's humming
People were starting to talk
We start wars, forget the poor
That all must change, Ringo buys a rifle
We stand tall, try to evolve
We'll walk on water, Ringo buys a rifle
Animals will bear their fangs, Pope will join a gang
We'll all get new shoes when Ringo buys a rifle
Buildings come crashing down, lost things will be found
Life'll be so much better when Ringo buys a rifle
Tried to keep his head level
Was possessed by the devil
Church is callin' Ringo's mom
Telling her Ringo's a bum
Rumors are starting to fly
We'll be one to love a gun
That's how we'll live, Ringo buys a rifle
We start small, must learn to crawl
We'll learn to fly, Ringo buys a rifle
He doesn't want to be cute, he just wants to shoot
Blow them away, make them all pay
His mind has jumped track, he's a Beatle maniac
Hey Paul, you asshole, dub this
When Ringo buys a rifle
When Ringo buys a rifle
People told him what to say
Ordered had his dream away
Paul was dubbing Ringo's drumming
John was dubbing Ringo's humming
People were starting to talk
He is one with indoor plumbing
Paul's still dubbing Ringo's drumming
He's formed with the NRA, stealing every dream away
Rumors are starting to fly, he let this acid dream away
15.Sri Lanka Sex Hotel
Lyricist：Anthony Joseph Genaro, Rodney Linderman, Dean Sabatino, David
Schulthise
Let's have sex with strangers in the men's room
We could do it and not get caught
Burn down the house where the metal kids live
All the Hendrix posters going up in flames
Let's have sex without birth control
Sell our offspring to some dirty old men
Let's play Big Black at 3 A.M.
And tell the neighbors they can all get fucked
Coming over the first hill
I felt my body jerk
The attendant did not strap me in
I'm sure that I am gonna die
This is my last roller coaster ride
This is my last roller coaster ride
This is my last ride
Down the street, there's an accident
I hear that the bodies can still be seen
Let's call the sheriff a cocksucker
See if he's read 'The Killer Inside Me'
Let's have sex with pit bulls
Maybe pollute their blood line
Little Timmy's in the sandbox
At the daycare center run by ex-cons
Coming over the first hill
I felt my body jerk
The attendant did not strap me in
I see the loop is up ahead
This is my last roller coaster ride
This is my last roller coaster ride
This is my last ride
Let's burn it down and knock it over
Let's have sex with it or leave it alone
3-D Jesus by my bedside
Talks to me when it's late at night
I thought I left you in Sri Lanka
Working the desk at the Sex Hotel
For Christ's sake
Why isn't Bob Hope dead yet？
Coming over the first hill
I felt my body jerk
The attendant did not strap me in
I feel the track below my feet
This is my last roller coaster ride
This is my last roller coaster ride
This is my last ride
16.Born to Love Volcanos
Lyricist：Anthony Joseph Genaro, Rodney Linderman, Dean Sabatino, David
Schulthise
Born to love volcanos
Seen 'em on PBS
Born to love volcanos
My apartment is a mess
Somewhere under that pile of clothes
Lies a whole $10 bill
Telephones are ringing in a land called PBS
Fat lady is singing in a land called PBS
Maybe she loves volcanos too
I'll just have to take a guess
She looks like a little volcano
With her red hair and brown dress
Born to love volcanos
Born to love volcanos
Born to love volcanos
Born to love volcanos
Born to love volcanos
Born to love volcanos
Born to love volcanos
Volcanos, volcanos
Volcanos, volcanos
Born to love volcanos
Seen 'em on PBS
Born to love volcanos
This city is a mess
Somewhere on a steam vent
Sits a man without a home
Tribute to Carl Sagan tonight on PBS
Alistair Cooke is beggin' tonight on PBS
Maybe he needs my money more
Than a man without a home
He wants to make a documentary
On the footwear of ancient Rome
Born to love volcanos
Born to love volcanos
Born to love volcanos
Born to love volcanos
Born to love volcanos
Born to love volcanos
Born to love volcanos
Born to love volcanos
Volcanos, volcanos
Volcanos, volcanos
Born to love volcanos
Seen 'em on PBS
Born to love volcanos
This country is a mess
Every 2 minutes a girl gets pregnant
'Cause no one gives them the facts
Intellectuals are phoning to a land called PBS
Some old man is droning in a land called PBS
Maybe he needs my money
More than a bunch of pregnant teens
A toll-free number to call in my money
Appears upon my screen
Born to love volcanos
Born to love volcanos
Born to love volcanos
Born to love volcanos
Born to love volcanos
Born to love volcanos
Born to love volcanos
Born to love volcanos
Volcanos, volcanos
Volcanos, volcanos
Born to love volcanos
17.Bleach Boys
Lyricist：Anthony Joseph Genaro, Rodney Linderman, Dean Sabatino, David
Schulthise
I've got some buddies and we all drink bleach
You know we practice what we preach
We're not a drunken bunch of frat boys trashed on beers
Or a stoned bunch of hippies with no careers
I wanna drink bleach with a Georgia peach
My pals and I all drink Clorox
Or eat Snowy Bleach right out of the box
Teenage suicide rate's shot high
And we understand the reasons why
Bleach does more than whiten socks
Don't you wanna hang out with the Bleach Boys, baby？
In a world where ministers murder golf pros
Don't you wanna drink some bleach tonight？
Maybe there'll be a party at the beach
We'll bitch about life and chugalug bleach
No one's getting high and no one's getting drunk
Got a case of bleach stashed in my trunk
I wanna die with Clorox within reach
I'm very proud of the respect I've earned
And my voice is very deep 'cause my throat got burned
Bleach keeps you young so I've been told
'Cause no one who drinks it lives to get old
Drink it with a chaser was the first thing that I learned
Don't you wanna hang out with the Bleach Boys, baby？
In a world where midgets run for mayor
Don't you wanna drink some bleach tonight？
Had twenty six friends in the beginnin'
But now it seems our numbers are thinning
Some people drive fast, others love to bet
Still others snort coke in a private jet
But drinking bleach is my way of winning
Don't you wanna hang out with the Bleach Boys, baby？
In a world where welders own our schools
Don't you wanna drink some bleach tonight？
I'm so bored I'm drinkin' bleach
I'm so bored I'm drinkin' bleach
I'm so bored I'm drinkin' bleach
I'm so bored I'm drinkin' bleach
I'm so bored I'm drinkin' bleach
I'm so bored I'm drinkin' bleach
I'm so bored I'm drinkin' bleach
I'm so bored I'm drinkin' bleach
I'm so bored I'm drinkin' bleach
I'm so bored I'm drinkin' bleach
I am so bored
18.Everybody's Got Nice Stuff But Me
Everybody's got nice stuff but me
Everybody's got nice stuff but me
Everybody's got nice stuff but me
Everybody's got nice stuff but me
Look at that girl she makes me sick
She's got a wad of bills 6 inches thick
Got a brand new stereo a new TV
Everybody's got nice stuff but me
I want a stereo I want a TV
Everybody's got nice stuff but me
Everybody's got nice stuff but me
Everybody's got nice stuff but me
Everybody's got nice stuff but me
People in nice cars how'd they get em？
I close my eyes try to forget em
Went out swimming got hit by a jet-ski
Everybody's got nice stuff but me
I wanna car I wanna jet-ski
Everybody's got nice stuff but me
Everybody's got nice stuff but me
Everybody's got nice stuff but me
Everybody's got nice stuff but me
She's got eyes of deepest blue
He's got hair that's green
Everybody's got nice stuff but me
I wish I had the kind of cash
To make heads turn when I walk past
I wish I could live in luxury
Everybody's got nice stuff but me
I want cash, I want money
Everybody's got nice stuff but me
I want a stereo I want a TV
Everybody's got nice stuff but me
I want a car I want a jet-ski
Everybody's got nice stuff but me
I want hair that's blue or green
Everybody's got nice stuff but me
Everybody's got nice stuff but me
Everybody's got nice stuff but me
Everybody's got nice stuff but me
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