1.Man with the hex (Ost. Scooby-Doo)
THE ATOMIC FIREBALLS
Miscellaneous
Man with the hex (Ost. Scooby-Doo)
You remind of a man.
(What man？)
Oh, the man with the power.
(What power？)
Oh, the power of voodoo
(Who do？)
Oh, you do, you do
(Do what？)
You remind of a man.
(What man？)
Yeah, the man with the power.
(What power？)
Yeah, the power of voodoo
(Who do？)
Yeah, you do, you do
(Do what？)
Uh, we could take 'em out of this rex,
Save us from the man with the hex.
Save us from his evil course,
It's gonna get bad, yeah, it's gonna get worse.
Uh, hocus pocus alakazaam,
Save us from that evil man,
With hairy legs and heavy feet,
He cracks up, baby, as he creeks.
You remind of a man.
(What man？)
Yeah, the man with the power.
(What power？)
Oh, the power of voodoo
(Who do？)
Yeah, you do, you do
(Do what？)
You remind of a man.
(What man？)
Yeah, the man with the power.
(What power？)
Oh, the power of voodoo
(Who do？)
Yeah, you do, you do
(Do what？)
uh ah, voodoo
uh ah, voodoo
uh ah, voodoo
uh ah, voodoo
Save us, save us
(Save us, save us)
Save us, save us
(Save us, save us)
Save us, save us
(Save us, save us)
Save us, save us
(Save us, save us)
We can take 'em out of this rex,
Save us from the man with hex,
With bogy eyes and a bogy egg,
Save us from the man with hex.
Oh, save us, save us
(Save us, save us)
Save us, save us
(Save us, save us)
Save us, save us
(Save us, save us)
Save us, save us
Save us from the man with hex
2.Man with the Hex
Lyricist：John Bunkley
You remind of a man
(What man？)
Oh, the man with the power
(What power？)
Oh, the power of voodoo
(Who do？)
Oh, you do, you do
(Do what？)
You remind of a man
(What man？)
Yeah, the man with the power
(What power？)
Yeah, the power of voodoo
(Who do？)
Yeah, you do, you do
(Do what？)
Oh, we could take 'em out of this rex
Save us from the man with the hex
Save us from his evil curse
It's gonna get bad, yeah, it's gonna get worse
Oh, hocus pocus alakazaam
Save us from that evil man
With hairy legs and heavy feet
He cracks up, baby, as he creeks
You remind of a man
(What man？)
Yeah, the man with the power
(What power？)
Oh, the power of voodoo
(Who do？)
Yeah, you do, you do
(Do what？)
You remind of a man
(What man？)
Yeah, the man with the power
(What power？)
Oh, the power of voodoo
(Who do？)
Yeah, you do, you do
(Do what？)
Ooh aah, voodoo, ooh aah, voodoo
Ooh aah, voodoo, ooh aah, voodoo
Save us, save us
(Save us, save us)
Save us, save us
(Save us, save us)
Save us, save us
(Save us, save us)
Save us, save us
(Save us, save us)
We can take 'em out of this rex
Save us from the man with hex
With bogy eyes and a pudgy neck
Save us from the man with hex
Oh, save us, save us
(Save us, save us)
Save us, save us
(Save us, save us)
Save us, save us
(Save us, save us)
Save us, save us
Save us from the man with hex
3.Mata Hari
Lyricist：John Bunkley
Mata Hari's the queen of night
She'll make you move in an awful fright
Something about her evil ways
Will make you curse, make you crave
Mata Hari's got slinky moves
Makes me wanna sing the blues
Steady groovin' with a cooler pill
Eyes of ice, heart of steel
Mata Hari, Mata Hari
Mata Hari, Mata Hari
Mata Hari, Mata Hari
Mata Hari, Mata Hari
Mata Hari's gotta special touch
Scream and dream about her lust
Sane men wanna loose control
Makes me wanna sell my soul
Say, Mata Hari looks so fine
Makes me sweat and lose my mind
Silky touch of velvet lace
Makes me wanna torch this place
Mata Hari, Mata Hari
Mata Hari, Mata Hari
Mata Hari, Mata Hari
Mata Hari, Mata Hari
Mata Hari, Mata Hari
Mata Hari, Mata Hari
Mata Hari, Mata Hari
Mata Hari, Mata Hari
4.Drink Drank Drunk
Lyricist：John Bunkley
Well, staggered into yesterday
Bourbon in my hand
Feelin' fancy clancy, feelin' like a man
I ain't afraid to cry 'cos you know I ain't no punk
Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk
Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk
Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank
Drank, drunk
Feelin kinda clever, lookin kinda cool
No matter what the weather
You know I ain't no fool 'cos I ain't afraid to cry
'Cos you know I ain't no punk
I found it in the locker, it's gotta be a pint of vodka
I see it on the table, it's gotta be a Black Label
I smell it on my skin, it's gotta be a pint of gin
Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk
Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk
Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank
Drank, drunk
Oh, drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk
Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk
Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk
Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk
Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk
Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk
Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk
Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk
Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank
Drank, drunk
5.Hit By A Brick
Lyricist：John Bunkley
I was combin' the corner
I was shinin' my style
I was blowin' my horner
I was runnin' my miles
I was stumblin' the sidewalks
I was strickin' a match
I was checkin' my game
Put the key to the latch
Didn't flinch or nod
'Cause my head is too thick
While I was lookin' at you
I got hit by a brick
Go ahead, pop your gun
Go ahead, pout your lips
Say, the heat of the sun
Has really got you whipped
Go ahead, use your charms v
Go ahead, shake those hips
Call the ambulance quick
'Cause I've been hit by a brick
I was hit by a brick
Didn't flinch or nod
Like a nail to the head
I was comin' down hard
I was pushin' up daisies
Saw the stars in my head
Yeah, my vision was hazy
Must repeat what I said
I didn't blink or stutter
While takin' my licks
I was checkin' you out
And got hit by a brick
I was hit by a brick
Didn't flinch or nod
Like a nail to the head
I was comin' down hard
Didn't flinch or nod
'Cause my head is too thick
When I was lookin' at you
I got hit by a brick
I was hit by a brick
I was comin' down hard
I was hit by a brick
Didn't flinch or nod
Hit by a brick, yeah
Hit by a brick, yeah
Hit by a brick, yeah
Hit by a brick, yeah, yeah, yeah
6.Caviar ＆ Chitlins
Lyricist：John Bunkley
I want caviar and chitins for breakfast
I want caviar and chitins for lunch
I want caviar and chitins for supper
Then I'll wash it all down with scotch
I want caviar and chitins for breakfast
I want caviar and chitins for lunch
I want caviar and chitins for supper
Then I'll wash it all down with scotch
Now I'm feelin' frantic
Never no bump on the log
Always some crazy medic
While getting high on the hog
I want caviar and chitins in morning
I want caviar and chitins all day
I want caviar and chitins at bed time
And I'll wash it all down with scotch
I want caviar and chitins for breakfast
I want caviar and chitins for lunch
I want caviar and chitins for supper
Then I'll wash it all down with scotch
Now I'm having cravings
Not for eyes and legs
What my heart is savin'
Is those some of those fine fish eggs
I want caviar and chitins for breakfast
I want caviar and chitins for lunch
I want caviar and chitins for supper
Then I'll wash it all down with scotch
I want caviar and chitins at night time
I want caviar and chitins all day
I want caviar and chitins for the right time
Then I'll wash it all down with scotch
Say caviar and chitins for breakfast
Caviar and chitins for lunch
Caviar and chitins for supper
Then I'll wash it all down with scotch
7.Lover Lies
Lyricist：Randy Sly
And when I woke up
I thought that she'd be gone
But she tied me to the bedpost
Put my stuff out on the lawn
She said she knew of
Of a love that never dies
She discovered
How a lover lies
She stood there silent
With anger in her eyes
In the past she never guessed it
But she finally realized
She thought she knew me
It should come as no surprise
She discovered
How a lover lies
I ran around with Lucy Brown
And Tyler too
Not long ago
I did not know she knew
She made her acquaintance
Now her patience
Is finally through
She says I'm just like
All the other guys
And she thinks that it's no wonder
At the false is on the rise
But there's one thing
I cannot compromise
When I discover
How my lover lies
Now night is falling
Thoughts running through my head
I shut my eyes over
And waking them up dead
It'd have a suspect
She says she's justified
'Cause she discovered
How her lover lies
She found a crime
She'd wish they'd legalize
When she discovered
How her lover lies
8.Swing Sweet Pussycat
Lyricist：John K Bunkley
I wanna swing
(With that pussycat)
I wanna dance
(With that pussycat)
I wanna slide
(With that pussycat)
I wanna jump
(With that pussycat)
I wanna swing
Sweet pussycat
Grab her by the tail or by the whiskers
Pull her close then try to kiss her
You bought her diamonds
I bought her pearls
You rubbed her back to make her purr
You pulled her tail to make her wail
And licked the nip when all else fails
Oh, pussycat don't be so bad
The best little kitty that I ever had
They say a dog's a man's best friend
So pussycat, let's not pretend
A man's a man
A rat's a rat
So swing
Sweet pussycat
Swing, sweet pussycat
Swing, sweet pussycat
Swing, sweet pussycat
Swing, sweet pussycat
Swing, sweet pussycat
Swing
Oh kitty, kitty, please come here
Don't hiss and moan when I come near
Don't bite my neck, don't scratch my eyes
I'll take away those dull eyes
A man's a man
A rat's a rat
So swing
Sweet pussycat
Swing, sweet pussycat
Swing, sweet pussycat
Swing, sweet pussycat
Swing, sweet pussycat
Swing, sweet pussycat
Swing, swing, swing, swing
Swing
Swing, sweet pussycat
Swing, sweet pussycat
Swing, sweet pussycat
Swing, sweet pussycat
Swing, sweet pussycat
Swing, swing, swing, swing
Swing, sweet pussycat
Swing, sweet pussycat
Swing, sweet pussycat
Swing, sweet pussycat
Swing, sweet pussycat
Swing, swing, swing, swing
Swing, sweet pussycat
Swing, sweet pussycat
Swing, sweet pussycat
Swing, sweet pussycat
Swing, sweet pussycat
Swing, meow all night long
9.Starve A Fever
Lyricist：James Bostek, John K Bunkley
Starve a fever
Feed a cold
Can't forget the ills
That I've been sold
Can't forget the blues
Those awful ways
Slap me once, slap me twice
And send me on my ways
Starve a fever
Cool a chill
Oh, God
I feel so ill
Been there once
Comin' too soon
Jump back step back
And spit at the moon
'Bout 1 or 2
Took us for a trip
No passport needed
Just your nice fat lips
'Bout 1 or 2
Took us for a spin
Time to get back in line
And do it all again
Starve a fever
Feed a Cold
Can't forget the ills
That I've been sold
Can't forget the blues
Those awful ways
Slap me once and twice
Send me on my way
Send me on my way
Send me on my way
Got to send me
Got to send me
Got to send me on my ways
Got to send me
Got to send me
Got to send me on my ways
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