1.Video Killed the Radio Star
Lyricist：Geoff Downes, Trevor Horn, Bruce Wooley
I heard you on my wireless back in '52
Lying awake intent at tuning in on you
If I was young it didn't stop you coming through
Oh-a oh
They took the credit for your second symphony
Rewritten by machine and new technology
And now I understand the supernova scene
Oh-a oh
I met your children, oh-a oh
What did you tell them？
Video killed the radio star
Video killed the radio star
In my mind and in my car
We can't rewind, we've gone too far
Oh-a-a-a oh, oh-a-a-a oh
And now we meet in an abandoned studio
We hear the playback and it seems so long ago
And you remember the jingles used to go
Oh-a oh
You were the first one, oh-a oh
You were the last one
Video killed the radio star
Video killed the radio star
It's in my mind and in my car
We can't rewind we've gone too far, too far
Oh-a-aho oh, oh-a-aho oh, alright
Video killed the radio star
Video killed the radio star
It's in my mind and in my car
We can't rewind we've gone to far
Pictures came and broke your heart
So put all the blame on VCR
You are a radio star
You are a radio star
Video killed the radio star
Video killed the radio star
Video killed the radio star
Video killed the radio star
Video killed the radio star
Video killed the radio star
Video killed the radio star
Video killed that radio star
Yes it did
2.Candy
Lyricist：Christopher Weldo Ballew, David Michael Dederer, Jason S Finn
The sugar's only sweetness
Salt is ocean tears
And you were my only weakness
For years and years and years
You little yo sweetie
You were hiding in a jar
Now my mind is gone completely
Take off the lid and there you are
You're my candy
Candy
Well the Devil, she made sweet candy
Took six days and nights to dream
On the seventh day she rested
Woke up early and made ice cream
Now the Devil, she must be a dentist
With deep jawbreaker eyes
Red rope hair, gumdrop lips
Cotton candy thighs
You're my candy
Candy
Chaga Lava stole my body
And after taste stole my mind
Left me dangling down defenseless
Then sweet candy she said, 'Goodbye'
Now my teeth are worn and useless
My eyes too sunk to see
My tongue swelled up to twice its size
And all I want to do is eat
Candy, my candy
My candy, my candy
Say now, 'My candy'
3.Japan
Lyricist：Ballew. Chris, Dave Dederer, Jason Finn
Big shiny jet plane in the sky
Please drop us off as we go by
We're an American band
And everything is rockin' out of control
When we hit Japan
Faxes from the veiwers on TV
Karioke hokey-pokey on the screen
I dig my toes into the Pacific sand
And everything is rockin' out of control
When we hit Japan
When we hit Japan
When we hit Japan
Yeah, 20 tonnes of sushi-lovin' fun
(Yum yum)
The kiddy line will thank you one by one
(Arigato)
Please come out to see us when we land
And everything is rockin' out of control
When we hit Japan
When we hit Japan
When we hit Japan
...
4.Sunshine
Lyricist：Ballew. Chris, Dave Dederer
You're the one, you're the sunshine
You're the one, you're the sunshine
Every time I see you, every time I see you, every time
You're the one, you're the sunshine
You're the one, you're the sunshine
Ooh, and I want to be near you
And I want to be where you are
You're a steak and I spear you
You sell beers and a sparkle star
Nestled between a worm and rock
Snuggle it down for sleep time
Long lazy afternoon spent shearing poodles in the park
You're the one, you're the sunshine
You're the one, you're the sunshine
Every time I see you, every time I see you, every time
You're the one, you're the sunshine
You're the one, you're the sunshine
Ooh, and I want to be near you
And I let you to dance on my feet
If I squint I can hear you
Playing all day long in the street
I look for your race car out on the highway
Then you go zooming by me
In your special zooming lane
You're the one, you're the sunshine
You're the one, you're the sunshine
Every time I see you, every time I see you, every time
You're the one, you're the sunshine
You're the one, you're the sunshine
Ooh, you're the one
5.Man (Opposable Thumb)
Lyricist：Christopher Weldo Ballew, David Michael Dederer
I'm being hassled by the man
The man
The man
The man
Man
Crush a killer with a thigh bone
Man
You call the cable, make a cozy home
Man
You need a rock 'n' roll singer
Man
You gotta thumb and a finger
You got opposable thumb
Opposable thumb
Opposable thumb
I got one
Opposable thumb
Opposable thumb
Opposable thumb
(Check it out)
I got one
Yeah, 1973
Post '76
One time a was a
Man
Crush a killer with a rock
Man
Ten million years until you talk
Man
Are you a cruncher and a moaner？
Man
All you can manage is a boner
You got opposable thumb
Opposable thumb
Opposable thumb
Well, I got one
Opposable thumb
Opposable thumb
Opposable thumb
I got one
Man
You gotta learn to drive a big rig
Man
You lose your hair, you wear a tiny wig
Man
You got something against me
Man
You're gonna have to try and kill me
If you wanna be a man
If you wanna be a man
If you wanna be a man
If you wanna be a man
You gotta wanna be a man
You gotta wanna be a man
You gotta wanna be a man
You gotta wanna be a man
I got one of those opposable thumbs
6.Teenage Girl
Lyricist：Christopher Weldo Ballew, David Michael Dederer, Jason S Finn
They took a hot-rod motor
And they put it in her heart
It's a dream location
But she's tearing it apart
A tongue-tied and twelve
Staring up at perfect pearls
He's 13, she's 13
She's a teenage girl, teenage girl
Teenage girl, teenage girl
Teenage girl, teenage girl
Skin the surface
Like a Mach 5 flower
The fiberglass shakin'
And it shatters from the power
It's crush and blow
When the engine overflows
That motor's pride
Just say goodbye to Water World
Teenage girl, teenage girl
Teenage girl, teenage girl
Teenage girl
A tongue-tied and twelve
Staring up at perfect pearls
He's 13, she's 13
He's 13, teenage girl
He's 13, she's 13
He's 13, she's 13
Teenage girl
He's 13, she's 13
He's 13, she's 13
Teenage girl
He's 13, she's 13
He's 13, she's 13
Teenage girl
He's 13, she's 13
He's 13, she's 13
Teenage girl
7.Slip Away
Lyricist：Ballew. Chris, Dave Dederer
I had a girl, yeah, 'Had' is the word
I tried to hold on but it was pretty absurd
She said she loved me and I said I loved her too
But we weren't having any fun, so what could I do？
I let her slip away
Away
I let her slip away
Away
I had a car, yeah, the color was blue
It kept breaking down, so what could I do
I put an ad in the paper, you know I called it a steal
Then this guy came to see it and we struck up a deal
I let her slip away
Away
I let her slip away
Away
I had a thought
You know I thought it a lot
I thought I was smart
And I now I know that I'm not
I let her slip away
Away
I let her slip away
Away
8.Tremolo Blooz
Lyricist：Ballew. Chris, Dave Dederer, Jason Finn
Tremolo blooz, ain't got nothin' to loose
Ain't got nothin' but those tumblin', mumbling blooz
Brains came out first when I was born
I bent down to catch a rose and I caught a thorn
Hey Miss Monkey, how'd ya get so blue？
Monkey looked up with her teary eyes and said
'I've been missin' you'
She got those tremolo blooz, ain't got nothin' to loose
Ain't got nothin' but those tumblin', mumbling blooz
Hello Chickey, you've been packed away
For nine months and a cold December day
Your yellow body's crumpled and covered with doo
Here's a microphone, Chickey sing whatever you choose
Chickey got those tremolo blooz, ain't got nothin' to loose
He ain't got nothin' but those tumblin', mumbling blooz
My friend Froggie, collapsed back stage
Face down in a pile of cocaine, the rocker doctor
Said he had the flu but Froggie felt it deep inside
He knew exactly what he had to do
He sing those tremolo blooz, he ain't got nothin' to loose
He ain't got nothin' but those tumblin', mumbling blooz
9.Love Delicatessen
Lyricist：Christopher Weldo Ballew, David Michael Dederer, Jason S Finn
I feel little lowdown and blue
I didn't have what I wanted
That's when I saw the sign outside
The place that promised salvation
I gave the waitress my order
She said it'd be just a minute
I was lookin' at the pies
You know I was hungry
But not for food
At the love delicatessen, oh yeah
I'll meet you at the love delicatessen, oh yeah
Outside the summer sun beat down
On a lusty summer day
Inside the people still had on their shades
They were all in the dark
I heard the bell ring
And my order was up
I could believe the size of the portion
Man my eyes lit up
Here it comes
At the love delicatessen, oh yeah
I'll meet you at the love delicatessen oh yeah, go
At the love, love, love
At the love, love, love
I think I've had my fill
Went to the front counter yo pay the bill
Oh by the way
Give me one of those cherry life savers
And the summer sun beat down
So hard and I was on my way
From the love delicatessen
Love delicatessen, I'll meet you there
I'll meet you there, I'll meet you there today
At the love delicatessen, okay
I'll meet you, meet you at the love delicatessen, oh yeah
I'll meet you at the love delicatessen, okay
I'll meet you, meet you at the love delicatessen today
I'll meet you, meet you at the love delicatessen, okay
10.Puffy Little Shoes
Lyricist：Christopher Weldo Ballew, David Michael Dederer
Little puffy cloud with a tongue
Floatin' over a cheese puff rug a lug
If I had a choice between those two you know
I'd obviously choose the one with the puffy little shoes
Shoe oo oo oo oo oo oo oo oos
My puffy little shoe oo oo oo oo oo oo oos
Little skinny chicken on my plate
Big skinny skinhead, he's up to here with hate
If I had a choice between those two you know
I'd obviously choose the one with the puffy little shoes
Shoe oo oo oo oo oo oo oo oos
My puffy little shoe oo oo oo oo oo oo oos
My puffy little shoes, my puffy little shoes
My puffy little shoe oo oo oo oo oo oo oos
Puffy little shoes, puffy little shoes
Yeah, urge overkill, I got puffy little
Take a ride inside my eye
And this is what you will likely find
Big hammer mud ball breakin' my bones
Soft shoulder salamander's up close and alone
And if I had a choice between those two you know
I'd absolutely have to choose the one with the shoes
Little monkey clawin' at my face
And people pack into the Rock 'n' Roll place!
If I had a choice between those two you know
I'd obviously choose the one with the puffy little shoes
Shoe oo oo oo oo oo oo oo oos
My puffy little shoe oo oo oo oo oo oo oos
My puffy little shoes, my puffy little shoes
My puffy little shoe oo oo oo oo oo oo oos
Puffy little shoes
Puffy little shoes, yeah yeah
11.Cleveland Rocks
Lyricist：Ian Hunter
3, 4!
3, 4!
3, 4!
3, 4!
All this energy callin' me
Back where it comes from
It's such a crude attitude
It's back where it belongs
All the little kids growing up on the skids
Are goin', 'Cleveland rocks, Cleveland rocks!'
Jumpin' Jene Jene and movin' James Dean
Goin'
Cleveland rocks, Cleveland rocks!
Cleveland rocks, Cleveland rocks!
Cleveland rocks, Cleveland rocks!
Cleveland rocks, Cleveland rocks!
Mama knows but she don't care
She's got her worries too
Seven kids and a phony affair
And the rent is due
All the little chicks with their crimson lips
Go 'Cleveland rocks, Cleveland rocks!'
Livin' in sin with a safety pin
Goin'
Cleveland rocks, Cleveland rocks!
Cleveland rocks, Cleveland rocks!
Cleveland rocks, Cleveland rocks!
Cleveland rocks, Cleveland rocks!
I've got some records from World War II
I play 'em just like me granddad do
He was a rocker and I am too
Go, 'Cleveland rocks, yeah Cleveland rocks!'
Cleveland rocks, Cleveland rocks!
Cleveland rocks, Cleveland rocks!
Cleveland rocks, Cleveland rocks!
...
Ohio
12.Jupiter
Lyricist：Christopher Weldo Ballew
Send a probe through a massive storm
A million molecules make it warm
And a star is born, hmm mmm
And the star had some sons and daughters
Some with, some without water
Some cool and some run hotter
We blast an astronaut through the gases
And do our best to save their little asses
Come home don't rocket past us, no
Hello from inside a cloud
The particle smasher is maxing out
And it's smelly and loud
Jupiter, Jupiter, massive passive ball
Jupiter, Jupiter, or-or-orbital
Jupiter, Jupiter, mass of gas and damnit!
Jupiter, Jupiter is pure pure pure pure planet
Pure planet
It's pure planet
It's pure planet
Flying by in a perfect location
Billions of Earth's worth of exploration
Or just a space gas station, I don't know
From deep below the surface
The tiny life forms are getting nervous
Hope it doesn't hurt us walkin' on the slimy surface
We lost contact with home base
On the dark side of this place
Please send more human race
To fill the empty space
Jupiter, Jupiter, massive passive ball
Jupiter, Jupiter, or-or-orbital
Jupiter, Jupiter, mass of gas and damnit!
Jupiter, Jupiter is pure pure pure pure planet
It's pure planet
It's pure planet
It's pure planet, yea
Oh yea
Hold on
Oh yea
13.Superstar
Lyricist：Christopher Weldo Ballew
Hey, my superstar
My flying, a shooting star
Ah somewhere, in the night
My crashing, a meteorite
Oh I got a rear view mirror
That I use to check my makeup
Drivin' down the super highway
Ah hopin' I don't wake up
She had that look like
All those girls on my TV
I changed lanes in hope she would
In hope she would see me
Hey, my superstar
My flying, a shooting star
Ah somewhere, in the night
My crashing, a meteorite
I'm jet powered in the fast lane
I choose words I use to woo her
I shout them out, my open window
She doesn't care, she doesn't seem to
She had that look that
Said she could be the one to, save, save me
And then she swerved, she lost control
She flew her car into the sea
Hey, a superstar
My flying, a shooting star
Ah somewhere, in the night
My crashing, a meteorite
Hey, a superstar
Ah hey, my superstar
Ah hey, my superstar
Ah hey, my superstar
Ah hey
14.Death Star
Lyricist：Christopher Weldo Ballew
Good evening, sing a little song
It's for you
Hangin' in the stars
Suspended from the dark
Life is long and heavy
Like a shadow on a spark and it will blow
Massive killer orb
Hovering around
Looking for a spot to blast
The good guys on the ground before they know
What hit 'em from above
It's the death star, something so incredible
Death star, something indestructible
Death star, massive and maniacal
Death star, teeny weeny vulnerable hole
Somewhere deep inside shifty to the core
The tank is full and fuelled
By the dark side of the force that makes it go
To and fro, killing
Black hearted ball roll the Devil's dice
Destroy it one more time
'Cause it's so good they built it twice
But now no more, no more, no more
It's the death star, something so incredible
Death star, something indestructible
Death star, massive and maniacal
Death star, teeny weeny vulnerable
Death star, something so incredible
Death star, something indestructible
Death star, massive and maniacal
Death star, teeny weeny vulnerable hole
Goodbye death star
You were the largest weapon ever manufactured
15.Blank Baby
Lyricist：Christopher W Ballew
You might say someone else said it
Some worse some better then I
You might see someone taking pictures
They can't put them back and I'll tell you why？
'Cause even when originals are dead
Something still put that idea in your head
You might hear someone else singing
This very same song
I can't slap on nasty handcuffs
Or scold like a lawyer screaming wrong, wrong, wrong
'Cause even when the copyrights are fixed
A genuine thief has got a bottomless bag of tricks
I was born a blank baby and the world's here to fill my head
I'm still a blank baby but the world would rather see me dead
I was born a blank baby and the world's here to fill my head
I'm still a blank baby but the world would rather see me dead
You might see a painting in a studio
Might test the paint to find it's wet
Start scraping down as deep as you can go
Until it's just as blank as it can get
'Cause even when the paint is dry
You can just erase it all by rolling back your eyes
I was born a blank baby and the world is here to fill my head
I'm still a blank baby but the world would rather see me dead
I was born a blank baby and the world is here to fill my head
I'm still a blank baby but the world would rather see me dead
Rather see me dead, see me dead
You might hear someone else singing
This very same song
I can't slap on nasty handcuffs
Or scold like a teacher screaming wrong, wrong, wrong
'Cause all the originals are dead
I was born a blank baby and the world is here to fill my head
I'm still a blank baby but the world would rather see me dead
I was born a blank baby and the world is here to fill my head
I'm still a blank baby but the world would rather see me dead
Rather see me dead, see me dead
You'd rather see me dead, rather see me dead
You'd rather see me dead
You'd rather see me dead
16.I'm Mad
Lyricist：David Michael Dederer
(Well, I'm mad)
Pissed off about this whole affair
(I'm mad)
I can't believe that we don't care
(I'm mad)
How can you say, 'Just do it'？
We completely and totally blew it
(I'm mad)
Well, that much is true
(I'm mad)
I'm mad at me and I'm mad at you, yaa
(I'm mad)
Aww, can't you see？
Our overwhelming stupidity
I'm so mad
I'm so mad
(Well, I'm mad)
It's black and it's white
(I'm mad)
This problem had me up all night
(I'm mad)
Oh, you can say, I'm perplexed
We're overworked and we're undersexed
(I'm mad)
And we were out of time
(I'm mad)
It's too late to take it back
(I'm mad)
Oh, what more can I say!
It didn't have to end this way
I'm so mad
I'm so mad
Haa haa haa, haa
I'll do it
Shit
I'll do it
Yaa
Yaa
Yaa
Do it
Do
17.Headin Out
Lyricist：Christopher Weldo Ballew, David Michael Dederer
I've been thinking 'bout headin' out
Where I've never been
I've been thinking 'bout finding out
How to find the end
And I've been thinking 'bout freaking out
If I can just find the time
And these ideas are leaking out
So put a plug in my mind
Now I'm thinking 'bout sneaking out
With nowhere to go
I'm considering dropping out
Stepping out of the flow
Off all these radar scopes
To a place far below
And I'm finally finding out
How to lighten my load
I'm considering dropping out
I've been thinking 'bout crawling out
From underneath
I've been thinking 'bout heading out
Turn my back and leave
I would hit an ocean or a coast
And that would be
I would hit an ocean or a coast
And that would be the end of me
Thinking 'bout headin' out
Thinking 'bout headin' out
Thinking 'bout headin' out
Thinking 'bout headin' out
Out, out, out
18.Mach 5
Lyricist：Chris Ballew, Dave Dederer
I will survive in my Mach 5
In my Mach 5, I will survive, yeah, yeah
I will survive in my Mach 5
In my Mach 5, I will survive, yeah, yeah
I bring the hammer down, a tiny crushin' sound
And I'm in the yard smashing match box cars
An itty bitty crash and my machine is trash
But I'm blastin' past with chickie on the dash
Chickie on the gas, go chickie
I will survive in my Mach 5
In my Mach 5, I will survive, yeah, yeah
I will survive in my Mach 5
In my Mach 5, I will survive, yeah, yeah
The firecracker blow, an urge overload
The wild plastic fire, smoke from the tire
Layin' a little patch without a single scratch
Between the hammer and the rock
I can see bright blue Mach 5, it's my Mach 5
Oh, oh my goodness, it's the most beautiful little thing
I've ever seen in my life, it's blue on the outside
And all creamy on the interior, yeah, I can't bring myself to
smash it
So I take it for a ride on a sunny summer Sunday afternoon
I'm riding with the top down, riding with the top down
Riding with the top down, hell I blew the top right of my car
I will survive in my Mach 5
In my Mach 5, I will
I will survive in my Mach 5
In my Mach 5, yeah I wanna go
I wanna go, I wanna go, I wanna go
19.Tiny Explosions
Lyricist：Christopher Weldo Ballew
Fire up the womantone
And drown the brown sound
Wire up the dynamite
Tore me apart I had a lovely time
Lovely time
Lovely time
Tiny explosions
Tiny explosions, oh yeah
Tiny explosions
Tiny explosions, oh yeah
Hitch up the missiles and go for a ride
But don't forget to mop up the mess
Blasted me in two I had a wonderful time
Wonderful time
A wonderful time
Tiny explosions
Tiny explosions, oh yeah
Tiny explosions
Tiny explosions, oh yeah
Tiny explosions
Tiny explosions, oh yeah
Tiny explosions
Tiny explosions, oh yeah
Hitch up the missiles and you go for a ride
And don't forget to mop up the mess
It blasted me in two I had a wonderful time
Wonderful time
A wonderful time
A wonderful time
Tiny explosions
Tiny explosions, oh yeah
Tiny explosions
Tiny explosions, oh yeah
Tiny explosions
Tiny explosions, oh yeah
Tiny explosions
Tiny explosions, oh yeah
20.Tiger Bomb
Lyricist：Christopher Weldo Ballew
Oh, she play the drums like a queen
Got the prettiest high hat cymbal I've ever seen
I could fix a broken bass drum beater
If I had the courage to go up to her and meet her
She gives off such a soothing vapor
Cooling effect she uses to smooth her temper
Wish I had all she ever needed to give her
Every time I see her I start to shiver
She wraps it up tight and she holds it in
Keeps a funny joke tucked inside her grin
Maybe its behind her wild eyes
Now I know why？
I know that there's fuses inside tiger bomb
She is one target that is clearly out of sight, tiger bomb
I know she's got something, ow
Ah yea yau
Mama said that she was a big zero
She proved her Mama wrong at the big rock show
She kicked out a beat that made are feet get busy
A cloud of tom toms that made us all feel dizzy
Now its four in the mornin' and the show is done
Now I gotta be the strong one
Don't you know its going to hurt me to
Goin' the opposite direction as you
I know that there's fuses inside tiger bomb
She is one target that clearly out of sight, tiger bomb
I can't X-ray the shell to read her mind, tiger bomb
I had to drop my tiger bomb
I had to drop my tiger bomb
I had to drop my tiger bomb
Hmm, hmm
21.Last Girl On Earth
Lyricist：Christopher Weldo Ballew
You're so awful, you're so ugly
So unattractive, so hard to get along with
I'd like to hurt you, I'd like to leave you
Cut these chains and release me
It's been a long time I spent my whole life
Trying to please you, trying to make you smile
But you're fashionably unhappy
I'm lazy, so I love you for a while
Like you're the last, last girl on earth
Last girl on earth
Last girl on earth
Last girl on earth
And when I left you, yeah when I left you
I felt better, I was happy
Just for a minute, just for a second
I thought, I missed you, I must've been loosing my mind
I'm alone now, I'm all alone now
Things couldn't get much worse
I can't help wondering, I can't help thinking
Could she have been the last girl on earth？
Not the last, last girl on earth
Last girl on earth
Last girl on earth
Last girl on earth
Waa ooo
Last girl on earth
Last girl on earth
Last girl on earth
Last girl on earth
Now it coming last last last last last last
Coming out last last last last last last
Coming out last last last last last last
Going out last last last last last last
Going out
22.Jazz Guy
Lyricist：D M Dederer
I wanna be a jazz guy
I'm playin' the greatest American music
I wanna be a jazz guy
An' play the greatest American music
I wanna learn all the chords
Solo till everyone in the room
Is bored
I wanna be a jazz guy
An' play black music for white people
I wanna be a jazz guy
An' play black music for white people
(And check it out)
I wanna learn all the chords
Solo till everyone in the room
Is bored
Beyond belief
I can't wait for the end of my solo
A sweet sweet relief
I wanna be a jazz guy
I'm playing the greatest American music
I wanna be a jazz guy
An' play the greatest American music
I wanna be a jazz guy
I'm playing the greatest American music
I wanna be a jazz guy
An' play the greatest American music
I learn all the chords
An' solo till everyone in the room
Is bored
23.Meanwhile Back In The City
Lyricist：Christopher Weldo Ballew
Well I standing quiet alone in a crowded disco
When a man I did not know
Showed me the door and told me I had to go
Well that kind of humiliation never happens on a farm
That's why city livin' does the
Psysche such harm and I said
Fire escapes don't work, until there's a fire
You gotta sleep on the floor
Live in the mud
There's no need to go higher
Once you taste a brick, you won't want more
Saving sanity is no trick
When your livin' outdoors
Well it did not take me long to realise my mistake
When garbage trucks messed up my dreams
I knew my dreams were fake
I don't know how people gonna live like this
Pigeons might enjoy it but I
Can't live in this mess and I said
Fire escapes don't work, until there's a fire
You gotta sleep on the floor
Live in the mud
There's no need to go higher
Once you taste a brick, you can't chew and talk
Saving sanity is no trick
When your livin' in a room the size of a shoebox
So finally all the wires and plastic got to me
Ideas and realizations were passing right through me
I did not take a train, a plane or bus with wings
Man wasn't meant to fly
Besides walking does the same thing
Gets me outta here
Fire escapes don't work until theres a fire
You gotta sleep on the floor
Live in the mud
There's no need to go higher
Once you taste a brick you won't want more
Saving sanity is a trick
When you livin' on someone elses floor
Hi, wazzup？ How you doing？ Its good to see ya
What's your name again？ I cant remember
Times up, I gotta go
24.5500 Miles
Lyricist：Christopher Weldo Ballew
5,500 miles
Across the Texas plain
Just to look at the mountains
Just to not go insane
5,500 miles
Across the Texas plain
Just to look at the ocean
Just to not go insane
I'm goin' home, I'm starting home
On a freezing eastern highway
A muddy snow bank, a broken radio
A dome of stars on a tin plate
Got Booker T on cassette tape
Tore out the amplifier to fit it in
I saw the free way buckle and bend
Carburetor struck a strong head wind
And I barreled through California
And even on a cloudy day
At the end the sun peaks through
Between the mountains and the clouds
5,500 miles
Across the Texas plain
Just to look at the mountains
Just to not go insane
5,500 miles
Across the Texas plain
Just to look at the ocean
Just to not go insane
And now I'm home, I made it home
On a little four-cylinder engine
A blue tin can, red sleepin' bag
I wasn't alone the whole way
I had some company
The sterring wheel made a print on my arm
I stopped and I checked out the farm
I saw the sun beat down hard
And I barreled through California
And even on a cloudy day
And the end the sun peaks through
Between the mountains and the clouds
I can't drive five thousand lonely miles
I can't drive five thousand lonely miles
I can't drive five thousand lonely miles
I can't drive five thousand lonely miles
5500 miles
25.Zero Friction
Lyricist：Christopher W Ballew
Zero friction, zero friction
Zero friction, zero friction
Zero friction
Ooh, in my life
Huge space station
Man it with a chimp until it dies
Zero friction
Twirling on and on in the invisible sky
You've been happy since the dawn of time
Silent punk rocker
Take a break and shut down that guitar
Sit down and wonder
Where did the drum machine come from, I dunno
You've been unsatisfied for some time
I got zero friction in my life
Zero friction in my life
Zero friction in my life
Give me zero friction
Zero friction, zero friction
Zero friction, zero friction
Zero friction
Ooh, in my life
Smiling jet-plane
You hover happy without fear
You fire the pilot
And file your flight plan and dry your tears
You've been gorgeous for so many years
Massive gorilla
Put down that chew toy and take a break
And think about the cages
At the zoo where you spend your whole life eating steak
You've been unstoppable since prehistoric times, yeah yeah
I got zero friction in my life
Zero friction in my life
Zero friction in my life
Give me zero friction
Zero friction in my life
Zero friction in my life
Zero friction in my life
Give me zero friction, zero friction
Zero friction, zero friction
Zero friction, zero friction
Zero friction, zero friction
Ooh, in my life
26.Ladies And Gentlemen Part II
Lyricist：Christopher Weldo Ballew, David Michael Dederer
Good evening Ladies and Gentlemen, hope you enjoyed the show
Good bye Ladies and Gentlemen, it's time to go
Good evening Ladies and Gentlemen, that's all the songs we know
Good bye Ladies and Gentlemen, so let go, let's go
Let go, let's go
Let go, let's go
Let go, let's go
Let go, let's go
Let go, let's go
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
27.Naked and Famous (New York demo)
Lyricist：Christopher Weldo Ballew, David Michael Dederer, Jason S Finn
I can't explain glacial motion
Or why Los Angeles don't drop into the ocean
I can't unfold the layers of mystery
Or piece together the tragedy of history
You lucky fuckers, you don't have to work
Big 3-D billboards and big 30 foot Smurfs
Everybody wants to be naked and famous
Everybody wanna be just like me, I'm naked and famous
I met a poet, said she didn't like the smell of it
Then took her clothes off in a restaurant for the hell of it
I met a DJ who lived in seclusion
Reality and sobriety were her only delusions
You lucky bastards, you don't have to work
Big 3-D billboards and big 30 foot Smurfs
Don't get a nosebleed, don't get upset
We can't be naked and famous just yet
There's a big gold dollar sign on the sunset strip
And you can send your friend a postcard
'Cause it ain't worth the trip
Everybody wants to be naked and famous
Everybody wanna be just like me, I'm naked and famous
28.Naked and Famous (Boston demo)
Lyricist：Christopher Weldo Ballew, David Michael Dederer, Jason S Finn
I can't explain glacial motion
Or why Los Angeles don't drop into the ocean
I can't unfold the layers of mystery
Or piece together the tragedy of history
'Cause you lucky fuckers you don't have to work
Big 3d billboards and big 30 foot smurfs
And everybody wants to be naked and famous
Everybody wanna be just like me I'm naked and famous
I met a poet said she didn't like the smell of it
Then took her clothes off in a restaurant for the hell of it
I met a DJ who lived in seclusion
Reality and sobriety were her only delusions
And those lucky bastards they don't have to work
Big 3d billboards and big 30 foot smurfs
And everybody wants to be naked and famous
Everybody wanna be just like me I'm naked and famous
Don't get a nosebleed, don't get upset
We can't be naked and famous just yet
There's a big gold dollar sign on the sunset strip
You can send your friend a postcard it ain't worth the trip
Everybody wants to be naked and famous
Everybody wanna be just like me I'm naked
Everybody wants to be naked and famous
Everybody wanna be just like me I'm naked
Everybody wants to be naked and famous
Everybody wants to be just like me I'm naked and famous
29.Lunatic To Love
Lyricist：Chris Ballew, Dave Dederer
I said I loved you and I told you on a Tuesday
You say you're happy but your mind is slidin' sideways
You say you're happy but you're dozy in the theater
The goons keep grilling me wonderin' how I'm treatin' ya
I say she's happy that's all that matters
I say she's happy that's all that matters
Her clothes are crappy and her brain is badly battered
You say she's happy that's all that matters now
That's all that matters now
When I get you home in my room 'tween my sheets
And I got a chance to tell you face to face
How I feel about you darling now I say
You're a lunatic to love
You're a lunatic to love
You can hold my hand to stand up
Hey lunatic
I dropped you off at the asylum on a Friday
You looked like hell but I said that you looked okay
You spent the weekend flailing round the trailer
I had to tie you down and strap on you inhaler
I wish that I could help you feel the cool breeze
Set up an IV of sanity
Say there's a spy in one half of your brains
Spyin' on the other half and it's drivin' you a little insane
But you're happy that's all that matters
You say your happy that's all that matters
Your clothes are crappy and your brain is badly battered
You say your happy that's all that matters now
That's all that matters right now
When I rescue you from those concrete rooms
Where they keep you tied up to your bed
Giving you shots of electricity every morning at 7 AM
It's enough to drive a sane person crazy
Baby let me tell you how I feel about ya
You're a lunatic to love
You're a lunatic to love
You can hold my hand to stand up
Hey lunatic
Love, love, love, love
Love, love, love, love
Love, love, love, love
Lunatic to love
A lunatic to love
A lunatic to love
A lunatic to love
A lunatic to love
A lunatic to love
A lunatic to love
A lunatic to love
A lunatic to love, love, love
A lunatic to love
30.Froggie
Lyricist：Christopher Weldo Ballew, David Michael Dederer
Froggie jumped all over the stage that day
Froggie jumped all over the stage that day
Rolling stone magazine, sucked him dry and made him king
Froggie let rip with a big burp
And Froggie jumped all over the stage that day
Froggie jumped all over the stage that day
Mick Jagger kissin' frogies lips, studying films of Froggie's
hips
His eyes are closed 'cause he's off in a world of ecstasy
Where Froggie folks get the Froggie scene
And Froggie jumped all over the stage that day
Watch him jump
Froggie jumped all over the stage that day
Froggie jumped all over the stage that day
The rocket doctor came downtown to write prescription by the
pound
And Froggie spread it all around
And jumped all over the stage that day
Cause Froggie jumped all over the stage that day
He got 50, 000 in his flock, he plays arena animal rock
He can barely stand up straight but somehow he does
Make his way directly to the front of the stage and
Froggie jumps all over the stage that day
You can watch him jump
Froggie jumped all over the stage that day
The show is over, the band is gone, the crowd is gone
His girlfriends gone, his make-ups all been sweated off, he's
all alone
He goes to fill that one last prescription
The one with the deadly description
He swallows it down
His brain explodes, his eyes implode, his tiny heart goes peony
pop
His shiny legs refuse to hop, and he floats on down
To a burring place, he looks around for a friendly face
The band is there patiently waitin' for Froggie's brand new
sonic creation
He starts to ribbit, he starts to kick it
He starts to ribbit, he starts to kick it
Froggie jumped all over the stage that day
Rolling stone magazine made him cry and missed the king
Froggie let rip with a big burp
Froggie jumped all over the stage that day
Watch him jump
Froggie jumped all over the stage
31.Boll Weevil
Lyricist：Christopher Weldo Ballew, David Michael Dederer, Jason S Finn
Get down
Let me tell you bout a friend of mine
His name is Boll Weevil, check him out
Spends all day on his big butt
And he don't ever, ever get outside
I come to visit I bring some sunshine
And I just spread it all over the fire
He's stuck on his big couch
Stuck in his big show
He looks at the TV and he's all right
I come from the drug Lord
The local drug store
Bug is supplied, and he's never uptight
And I wonder, 'Boll weevil
Why don't you get out of your home？
Said, 'I'm comfortable here
Don't wanna move, don't wanna leave'
I said, 'Boll Weevil, get right out of your home'
Goodbye, I gotta stay I will some other day
Bye bye, gotta go to sleep and let the tube shine
Let the tube shine, let the tube shine
Let the tube shine
Now, I would tell you about Boll Weevil
But that bug is just too scary
He's sitting' there all alone
I try to coach him out, but he would not try surprise
But he would not move a muscle when I tried
Make him see that the sun is shinin' outside
Make him see that the sun is shinin' outside
Make him see that the sun is shinin' outside
Make him see that the sun is shinin' outside
Make him see that the sun is shinin' outside
Check it out
Boll weevil, get right out of your home
Boll weevil, get right out of your home
Boll weevil, get right out of your home
Boll weevil, get right out of your home
Now, I would tell you about Boll weevil
But that bug is just too scary
He's sittin' there all alone
I try to coach him out, but he would not drop his pies
But he would not move a muscle when I tried
Make him see that the sun is shinin' outside
Make him see that the sun is shinin' out
Make him see the sun is shinin' outside
Make him see the sun is shinin' outside
Make him see the sun is shinin' outside
Make him see the sun is shinin' outside
Make him see the sun is shinin' outside
Make him see the sun is shinin' outside
Make him see the sun is shinin' outside
Make him see the sun is shinin' outside
Make him see the sun is shinin' outside
Make him see the sun, make him see the sun
Make him see the god dam sun
Come on little buggy, he's a little bug
32.Stranger
Lyricist：Christopher Weldo Ballew, David Michael Dederer, Jason S Finn
You, Lynyrd Skynyrd-hat and
Me, little kitty
Sat across with a velvet jacket
Wild orange hair and dark, dark eyes
I gawked like a twelve-year-old smitten
Carla the stripper
Straight from L.A
You seem cool for a naked chick in a booth
Let's be pals some day
In other words
Put some clothes on and call me
I saw you
It was incredible
Slim, relax
Fine wine at the QFC
On a snowy Saturday night
Black pearls and I swear you were drinkin' beer
You were the redhead behind the counter there
I'm the one who fell off his chair there
You had your dry-cleaning and I think you're dreaming
I saw you
It was incredible
Mumbled these words at you
Unintelligible
My, my, my, my
My, my, my, my, my, my, my
My, my, my, my
My, my, my, my, my, my, my
My, my, my, my
My, my, my, my, my, my, my
My, my, my, my
My, my, my, my, my, my, my
My, my, my, my
My, my, yea hey-hey
Hey who had what time is it？
33.Body
Lyricist：Christopher Weldo Ballew, David Michael Dederer, Jason S Finn
Little sign of manhood, where did you go？
The edge of the yard
I found you, you know
All brown and hard
I can't get your body out of my mind
I can't get your body
I can't get your body out of my mind
Can't get your body
She goes smooth through my body, yeah
Through my body she goes smooth
She goes smooth through my body, yeah
Through my body she goes smooth
Little killer froggy, where did you hop？
Under the entertainment center
Realize you just couldn't stop
Worms found a hole in your booty they could enter and
I can't get your body out of my mind
I can't get your body
I can't get your body out of my mind
Can't get your body
You goes smooth through my body, yeah
Through my body you goes smooth
YOu goes smooth through my body, yeah
Through my body you goes smooth
Hey little lizard, where did you slink？
Left your cage door open
Under the basement sink
The drippin' water made your moulded body eyes open and
I can't get your body out of my mind
I can't get your body
I can't get your body out of my mind
I can't get your body
Can't get your body out of my mind
Can't get your body
Can't get your body out of my mind
I can't get your body
Can't get your body out of my mind
I can't get your body
Can't get your body out of my mind
I can't get your body
34.Candy (Demo)
Lyricist：Christopher Weldo Ballew, David Michael Dederer, Jason S Finn
Sugar's only sweetness
Salt is ocean tears
And you were my only weakness
For years and years and years
You little yellow sweetie
You were hiding in a jar
Now my mind is gone completely
Take off the lid and there you are
You're my candy, candy
But with the devil she made sweet candy
Took six days and nights to dream
On the seventh day she rested
Woke up early and made ice-cream
Now the devil, she must be a dentist
With deep jawbreaker eyes
Red rope hair, gumdrop lips
Cotton candy thighs
You're my candy, candy
Chaga lava stole my body
And after taste stole my mind
Left me dangling down defenseless
An' then sweet candy she said goodbye
Now my teeth are worn and useless
My eyes too sunk to see
My tongue swelled up to twice its size
All I wanna do is eat
35.Christmas Piglet
Lyricist：Christopher Weldo Ballew, David Michael Dederer
Merry Christmas everyone
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Thank you!
Christmas
Christmas piglet in the snow
Holy piglet aren't you cold？
(Chris)
Little piglet in the snow
Holy piglet ho ho ho
Rock little piglet!
Yeah, oh, alright
Christmas
(What a wonderful time of year？)
Christmas piglet in the snow
Holy piglet aren't you cold？
(Aren't you cold now piglet？)
Christmas piglet there in the snow
Holy piglet ho, ho, ho
Holy moly, ladies and gentlemen
Live from New York City now!
Yeah!
Can I have my presents now？
36.Clean Machine
Lyricist：Christopher W Ballew
You've been kickin' on me, I've been kickin' on you
You've been kickin' my tree just to suck on the fruit
Mop up my troubles and you throw the old sad days away
I've been pickin' your fleas, you've been pickin' my fleas
I've been pickin' this guitar underneath your lovin' tree
Sittin' on this star of ours showin' me a cloud-free galaxy
Because
You're a clean machine
You sparkle in the sun
You're a clean machine
A diamond in the mud, yeah
You're a clean machine
I been losin' my brain, you've been loosenin' my brain
Slicin' off the sour so the good parts remain
Handin' me a band-aid perfect for a soul sized bullet hole
Down, I've felt that before too flat to bounce back
I've been shovin' you around and defending your attack
Attack it like a leaky sack of sugar with a sweetness I can
taste
That's right cause
You're a clean machine
You sparkle in the sun
You're a clean machine
A diamond in the mud
You're a clean machine
You're a clean machine, you're a clean machine
You're a clean machine, yeah
You're a clean machine, you're a clean machine
You're a clean machine, yeah
You're a clean machine, you're a clean machine
You're a clean machine, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
37.Supermodel
Lyricist：Christopher Weldo Ballew, David Michael Dederer
Love child to Genghis Kahn
And a beautiful busty Amazon
On the Death Star with her godfather
Darth Vader and nine months later
But that's impossible
Yea, she's super-collosul
She'll make a fascinating fossil
Supermodel, oh yeah
Supermodel, not just a regular girl
She's made of metal and a million miles high
Hairdo scrapin' the sky
Made it with the Terminator
Schwarzennegger 9 months later
But that's impossible
Yeah, she's super-collosul
She'll make a fascinating fossil
Supermodel, oh yeah
Supermodel, not just a regular girl
Supermodel, oh yeah
Supermodel, oh yeah
Supermodel, oh yeah
Supermodel, oh yeah
Supermodel, oh yeah
Supermodel, oh yeah
Supermodel, oh yeah
Supermodel, oh yeah
Supermodel
38.Tiki God
Lyricist：Chris Ballew, Dave Dederer
Hey
Had a girl and she did me wrong
I didn't let that kinda shit go on too long
Split the clouds and divided the sea
Showed that evil girl how nasty the Tiki Gods could be
She didn't call no more nor bother me
My little Tiki God made sure I'd live in peace
One day I read they found a body in the river
Tiki God, why you make me shake, you make me shiver, all right
I got a Tiki God, save me
I got a Tiki God, yeah
Bobby Brady found the idol in the rubble
Had no idea it would cause so much trouble
When Greg tried to throw it back in the ocean
There was a rumble, an awful commotion
Don't ask me how, but the Tiki found Bobby
He thought the idol was some Hawaiian hobby
Turned out the God was mean and vicious
Didn't respond to Bobby's 3 wishes, no no
He had a Tiki God, saved him
He had a Tiki God
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
So when you're caught up in an evil plot
Your life's in danger and you can hear the shot
Your head is spinning and you're fading fast
How long do you think this kinda fun can last？
Your luck will change with a simple motion
I found my idol in a bottle in the ocean
He splits the cloud, divides the sea
And shows those evil guys how nasty those Tiki Gods can be, all
right
He had a Tiki God, saved him
he had a Tiki God, yeah, yeah, all right
39.Ladies And Gentlemen Part I
Lyricist：Christopher Weldo Ballew, David Michael Dederer
Good evening ladies and gentlemen, what is your desire？
And hello ladies and gentlemen, explosions and fire
Good evening ladies and gentlemen, are you prepared to rock？
And hello ladies and gentlemen, let's rock
Let's rock, let's rock, let's rock
Let's rock, let's rock, let's rock, let's rock
Let's rock, let's rock, let's rock
Let's rock, let's rock, let's rock, let's rock
Do you have any idea what it takes to rock？
Every night, every day, every night
Plug us in and watch us pump out sound
Comin' to you so you don't have to leave town
This is the show, we are the band
Sometimes it just takes you by the hand
40.Shortwave
Lyricist：Christopher W Ballew
Here come, Monday mornin'
Life is open wide
I hide my fat bites
Look out, Tuesday mornin'
Sun is cold and low
I don't care, I'm in the flow
I gotta, shortwave, soul creep
Shortwave, soul creep
Soul swept underneath me
Here come, Wednesday mornin'
Check refused to bounce
Life is filled up ounce by ounce
Look out, Thursday mornin'
The vultures come and go
Faster still but desperate to go
Shortwave, soul creep
Shortwave, soul creep
Soul swept underneath me
One, two, three, four
Here come, Friday mornin'
Bite the Wonder Bread
Wonder how I got that bruise on my head
Saturday mornin'
The guitar strings are sharp
Finger fumble faintly in the dark
Shortwave, soul creep
Shortwave, soul creep
Soul swept underneath me
Soul swept underneath me
Soul swept underneath me
Underneath, underneath me
Shortwave, soul creep
Shortwave, soul creep
Shortwave, soul creep
Shortwave, soul creep
41.Highway Forever
Lyricist：Christopher W Ballew
We, there's asphalt in between us
That ain't gonna slow me down
My steel train can cut through the rain
Ain't nothin' gonna stop me now
I'm on a highway forever
I'll reach my destination never
I got a highway blue
May never ever, ever, ever get back to you
I got a many millions miles to travel
I got a thousand thirty towns to go through
Highway to dirt road to gravel
Spend a hundred hungry hours to get back to you
I'm on a highway forever
I'll reach my destination never
I got a highway blue
May never ever, ever, ever get back to you
Ooh, giddy up, let's go now, ooh
Oh, wow, wow, wow, wow, let's go now
Hey, ahh, ooh, let's go
Yeah, let's go now, ooh
Whadda ya got？
I got a nickel in my pocket, I got a girl on my mind
I'm gonna be there tomorrow
Who knows what I'll find
I've just got twenty miles to go now
Home town stretch comin' up
But the car breaks down outside of town
That's it, hey man, I give up
I'm on a highway forever
I'll reach my destination never
I got a highway blue
May never ever, ever, ever get back
May never ever, ever, ever get back
May never ever, ever, ever get on back to you
I may never get back to you
42.Drool at You
Lyricist：Christopher Weldo Ballew
Drooling, drooling
Drooling, drooling
Drooling, drooling
I wanna run my nose through your hair
But if I did I think I'd lose it there
I wanna swallow your little mouth
But if I did I'd lose my water wings and drown
I'd lose my wings and drown
I kiss your head when you feel a tear
But it's easier to drool at you from here
Droolin' at you
Makes me feel like I come undone
Droolin' at you
Makes me feel like a loaded gun
Droolin' at you
Makes me feel good
Drooling, drooling
I wanna pluck each one of your toes
But if I did I'd have to suck out the bones
I'm suckin' out the bones
I wanna lick your lamb chops dry
So please excuse me while I hump the sky
Droolin' at you
Makes me feel like I come undone
Droolin' at you
Makes me feel like a loaded gun
Droolin' at you
Makes me feel good
So good
So good
Oh yeah
Makes
Me
Feel
Good
43.Poke and Destroy
Lyricist：Christopher W Ballew
Wanna push it, wanna rip it, wanna kill it
Girls, girls, girls, girls are so polite
They don't crush everything that they see
You can take 'em to a funky, funky forest
With big glass spiderwebs hanging from the ceiling
They wouldn't feel the uncontrollable urge
To tip and push and kick and rip and tear
And smash and squish
And poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
I'm a boy, I wanna poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
I'm a boy, I wanna poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
I want to poke and destroy
Boys, boys, boys, boys are set to kill
They wanna crush everything that they see
You could take 'em to a creepy museum
With dinosaur bones hanging from the ceiling
They'd feel the uncontrollable urge
To tip and push and kick and rip and tear
And smash and squish
And poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
I'm a boy, I wanna poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
I'm a boy, I wanna poke and destroy
Poke, poke, poke, poke, poke
Poke, poke, poke, poke, poke
Poke and destroy
I want to poke, kick it down, rip it down
Burn it down and kick it and destroy
And we'll do it 500 more times
Out in the wild with a girl I know
She see a little thing in the sand
She pretend to leave it alone
Leave the creature in it's home
But I don't understand
If I find a delicate thing
I wonder how it would look split at the seams
Girls talk, say it's beautiful
I gotta poke it to know it
I gotta light it on fire
And poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
I'm a boy, I wanna poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
I'm a boy, I wanna poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
I'm a boy, I wanna poke and destroy
44.Kick Out the Jams
Lyricist：Michael H. Davis, Robert W. Derminer, Wayne S Kramer,
Frederick Dewey Smith, Dennis A. Tomich
Well, I've been elected to rock your asses till midnight
Well, this is my term and I've shaved off my perm, but it's all
right
I solemnly swear to uphold the constitution
Got a rock and roll problem, well we got the solution
Just let me be who I am
And let me kick out the jams, yeah
Let me kick out the jams
I done kicked 'em out
Well, I've been selected to orbit the planet in a rocket
I'm going to Mars, I got a message for the poodle in your pocket
Well, mission control, calling Supernova
The hotline's rockin', you can come on over
And let us see who we am
And let us kick out the jams, yeah
Kick out the jams
We done kicked 'em out
45.Volcano
Lyricist：Chris Ballew, Dave Dederer
Under the island, middle of a mountain
There is a big bad boomin' system
Blowin' speakers, woofers and tweeters
Amplifiers, melted wires
The party's exploded, the core is corroded
Under ground, the Puget sound
Causin' a shiftin' and a driftin'
Big black boom box, stuck in the hot rock
It's in there flowin', it's in there growin'
You don't believe me that this scenery
Could be a cold blooded killer
It's gonna blow, volcano
It's gonna blow, volcano
It's gonna blow, volcano
Now the island is shiftin', the plates are liftin'
The core is creamy, docile and dreamy
Stopped up and steamy
Happy campers, poop in their pampers
When the mountain become a fountain
White hot lava, molten magma
Supersonic, plate tectonics
Stereophonic, lava and tonic
The boom is bionic
Sony shut down, Magnavox meltdown
Ballistic breakdown
Hi-fi heatwave, lo-fi lava cave
That sulfur smells, Mt. St. Helens
Pompeii was yellin'
It's gonna blow, volcano
It's gonna blow, volcano
It's gonna blow, volcano
It's gonna blow, volcano
Go
46.Bug City
Lyricist：Chris Ballew, David Dederer, Jason Finn
Well, I happened to find me a buggy
Coming out from under a rock in the grass, yeah
He got his bug luggage
No time to talk he's walkin' fast, yeah
Said he's heading for a log where the lady bugs are plentiful
He showed me some brochures and I must say it was beautiful
I'm belly down and bendin' back the blades
Bug stopped just long enough for him to say
I'm on my way to bug city
I'm on my way to bug city
If you wanna dance with a buggy
Put all six feet on the ground, yeah
The bug will pick up your luggage
And drive you straight into town, yep
Where you're safe from the spray and the kitty and the chase
If bugs can make it there they could make it any place
Between the sun going going down and the sun coming up
Yeah, bug city's rocking, yeah, that feather pluckin' log is lit
up
I'm on my way to bug city
I'm on my way to bug city
And they're all going to bug city for the night
And they're all going to bug city for the night
Every single bug that you see on the sidewalk's
On his way to bug city for the night
And they're all going to bug city for the night
And they're all going to bug city for the night
Yes, they're all going to bug city for the night
And they're all going to bug city for the night
Yes, they're all going to bug city for the night
47.Mobile Home
Lyricist：Chris Ballew, Dave Dederer, Jason Finn
Whoa, alright, hey
A tiny turtle in a can, I dig a living room in the sand
Poke a toe through a hole in the floor, floor
And ramble on some more, ramble on
Mobile home, my mobile home, my mobile home
I take it easy, small and slow
I hang around 'til it's time to blow
I take it easy, small and slow, slow
Shed away to lighten my load, lighten the load
Mobile home, my mobile home, my mobile home
Mobile home
Go, in the road
Oh, that feels great
To some highway Pebble Beach, Alabama's just out of reach
Louisiana sanitary swamp, swamp
Montana on a mountain top, on a mountain top
Mobile home, my mobile home, my mobile home
Mobile home, my mobile home, I got mobile home, kick it
Mobile home, my mobile home
48.Shreds of Boa
Lyricist：Christopher W Ballew
I invited salmonella poison
They brought their blushin' daughter, stuffed into a Tux
I invited all the guitar heroes
We threw away the guest list and lost a thousand bucks
I called all the local geniuses
They wrote the guide for the perplexed and the drunk
Wild eyed they came from all directions
Stompin' on the dance floor and droppin' all their junk
All I've got to show are shreds of boa
All I've got to keep is paper thin
All I've got to show are shreds of boa
Smashed into the rug and vacuumed out again
We're out again, we're out again
We're out again
Check out the stone on Tammy Tuesday
She's handin' out a fortune in party favor pearls
Here come all those thunderin' beasties
Disabling security and touchin' all the girls
Check out all the star struck ramblers
Littering the dance floor with Scorpions and Sting
Here come all the ruby studded hap'ners
Everybody came and destroyed everything
All I've got to show are shreds of boa
All I've got to keep is paper thin
All I've got to show are shreds of boa
Smashed into the rug and vacuumed out again
You left your shreds of boa
We sucked it off your chin
You left your shreds of boa
Smashed into the rug and vacuumed out again
We're out again, we're out again
We're out again, we're out again
49.Basketball Dream
Lyricist：Christopher Weldo Ballew
Had a dream
Magic Johnson was there
He autographed the ball
A small rubber ball
Ten feet tall
Big puffy shoes
Are the cameras on？
Are the cameras on？
Set the ball down
Went to the court
Shot a swish
Fell like a ball
Went back to the spot
And Magic was gone
Same old ball
Time to go home
50.Kitty (Demo)
Lyricist：Christopher Weldo Ballew, David Michael Dederer, Jason S Finn
Kitty at my foot and I wanna touch it
Kitty at my foot and I wanna touch it
Kitty at my foot and I wanna touch it
Kitty at my foot and I wanna touch it
Kitty at my foot and I wanna touch it
Kitty at my foot and I wanna touch it
Kitty at my foot and I wanna touch it
Kitty at my foot and I want to touch it
Kitty at my foot and I wanna touch it
Kitty at my foot and I wanna touch it
Kitty at my foot and I wanna touch it
Kitty at my foot and I wanna touch it
Kitty at my foot and I wanna touch it
Kitty at my foot and I wanna touch it
Kitty at my foot and I wanna touch it
Kitty at my foot and I want to touch it
51.Lump (Demo)
Lyricist：Christopher Weldo Ballew, David Michael Dederer, Jason S Finn
Lump sat alone in a boggy marsh
Totally emotionless except for her heart
Mud flowed up into lump's pajamas
She totally confused all the passing pihranas
She's lump, she's lump
She's in my head
She's lump, she's lump, she's lump
She might be dead
Lump lingered last in line for brains
And the one she got was sorta rotten and insane
Small things so sad that birds could land
Is lump fast asleep or rockin' out with the band？
She's lump, she's lump
She's in my head
She's lump, she's lump, she's lump
She might be dead
Lump was limp and lonely and needed a shove
Lump slipped on a kiss and tumbled into love
She spent her twenties between the sheets
Life limped along at sub-sonic speeds
She's lump, she's lump
She's in my head
She's lump, she's lump, she's lump
She might be dead
Is this lump outta my head？
I think so
Is this lump outta my head？
I think so
Is this lump outta my head？
I think so
Is this lump outta my head？
52.Wake Up
Lyricist：Christopher Weldo Ballew, David Michael Dederer, Jason S Finn
La, la, la
La, la, la
When I wake up, I lie in bed
Sometimes I read and then I prop up my head
I read books but mostly magazines
When I wake up and I'm just lying in bed
Just lying in bed
La, la, la
When I finally get up, I meet my feet touch the floor
Look out the window, stick my nose out the door
I check the temperature, I check the air
That and my mood decide what I wear
When I wake up
Ooh la, la, la, ooh la, la, la
Ooh la, la, la, ooh la, la, la
Ooh la, la, la, ooh la, la, la
Ooh la, la, la, ooh la, la, la
When I wake up, I lie in bed
Sometimes I read and then I prop up my head
I read books but mostly magazines
When I wake up and I'm just lying in bed
Just lying in bed
Ooh la, la, la, ooh la, la, la
Ooh la, la, la, ooh la, la, la
Ooh la, la, la, ooh la, la, la
Ooh la, la, la, ooh la, la, la
Ooh la, la, la, ooh la, la, la
Ooh la, la, la, ooh la, la, la
Ooh la, la, la, ooh la, la, la
Ooh la, la, la, ooh
53.Some Postman
Lyricist：Christopher W Ballew, David Michael Dederer
It's 6 a.m. and the sun is getting high
He picks up the mail from the slot
He feels the rush of excitement as he holds it in his hand
Another love note no one got
Some postman is grooving to all our love letters
Some postman is gonna cry
Some postman is grooving to all our love letters
Some postman is gonna cry, gonna cry, gonna cry
It's noon now and all the mailboxes have been emptied
And all the letters are inside
He counts them, he checks them, he looks for clues and finds
The ones with hearts on the outside
Some postman is grooving to all our love letters
Some postman is gonna cry
Some postman is grooving to all out love letters
Some postman is gonna cry, gonna cry, gonna cry
Gonna cry, yeah, yeah
1993
Holding onto a package meant for a distant lover
Thought it would be there overnight
She waits and she cries and she thinks he does not love her
The postman holds on oh so tight
Some postman is grooving to all our love letters
Some postman is gonna cry
Some postman is grooving to all our love letters
Some postman is gonna cry, gonna cry yeah
You
(You)
Crushed
(Crushed)
Paper hearts
Stole
(Stole)
And sold
(Sold)
And ripped apart
Promise was sent but you never delivered to me
Some postman you turned out to be
54.Love Everybody
Lyricist：Christopher W Ballew, David Michael Dederer
One, two, three
You gotta love everybody, make 'em feel good about themselves
You gotta love everybody, make 'em feel good about themselves
You got to love everybody tonight, you gotta love everybody
tonight
You gotta love everybody, make 'em feel good about themselves
Alright
Sally could barely rally, she livin' in cardboard alley
Convinced she was doin' fine
Burt was a millionaire, sellin' that spray-on hair
Sippin' Californee wine
She was hardly handling and panhandling
Off-times she was squeezing out a dime at a time
From his limousine he could see beauty underneath the dirt
And this is what it said on the sign
You gotta love everybody, make 'em feel good about themselves
You gotta love everybody, make 'em feel good about themselves
You got to love everybody tonight, you gotta love everybody
tonight
You gotta love everybody, make 'em feel good about themselves
Bree was worth billions, she was killingly beautiful
A diamond with the venomous charm
Harvey was starving, carving tattoos on the punks
Called himself 'DaVinci Of Arms'
She was high on twinkies when she pulled in thinking
She could just get in and out, convenience is bliss
By the flash on the wall, she seemed twenty feet tall
And this is what he put on her fist
It said, 'You gotta love everybody, make 'em feel good about
themselves'
You gotta love everybody, make 'em feel good about themselves,
yeah
You gotta love everybody, love everybody, love everybody
Love everybody, love everybody, love everybody
Love everybody, love everybody, love everybody
Love everybody, love everybody, love everybody tonight, tonight
Love everybody tonight
55.Nuthin But Luv
Lyricist：Christopher Weldo Ballew
You don't need nothing
Don't need nothing
Don't need nothing from me
You shoot out evil rays
You say you don't love
Don't love, don't love me no more
But you told a different story yesterday
You took a trip, you took a trip
And didn't bother telling me
That you were going away
You say you don't owe me
Don't owe me no explanation
But you've got something to say
You got nothin' in your mind but love
You got nothin' in your mind
You got nothin' in your mind but love
You got nothin' in your mind
I had a bouquet
Had a bouquet of big bright red flowers
But they had turned all gray
I had a mansion and a car
That had a private shower
But you have thrown it all away
I pound and pound
And pound and pound upon your door
And wonder when your coming out to play
You open on just enough
For me to listen to you whisper
That I better back away
You got nothin' in your mind but love
You got nothin' in your mind
You got nothin' in your mind but love
You got nothin' in your mind
Let's take a trip
Let's take a trip
Let's take a trip together
Let's go and throw it all away
I know you love me
When you show me and you rub me
But the love we had
Just gotta go away
56.Naked and Famous
Lyricist：Christopher Weldo Ballew, David Michael Dederer, Jason S Finn
I can't explain glacial motion
Or why Los Angeles don't drop into the ocean
I can't unfold the layers of mystery
Or piece together the tragedy of history, cause
Those lucky suckers they don't have to work
Make 3D billboards and big thirty foot smurfs
And everybody wants to be naked and famous
Everybody wants to be just like me, I'm naked and famous
I met a poet, said she didn't like the smell of it
Then took her clothes off in a restaurant for the hell of it
I met a DJ who lived in seclusion
Reality and sobriety were her only delusions, and
Those lucky suckers they don't have to work
Make 3D billboards and big thirty foot smurfs
And everybody wants to be naked and famous
Everybody wants to be just like me, I'm naked and famous
Don't get a nosebleed, don't get upset
We can't be naked and famous just yet
There's a big old dollar sign on the sunset strip
And you can send your friend a postcard it ain't worth the trip
Everybody wants to be naked and famous
Everybody wants to be just like me, I'm naked
Everybody wants to be naked and famous
Everybody wants to be just like me, I'm naked
Everybody wants to be naked and famous
Everybody wants to be just like me, I'm naked
And everybody wants to be naked and famous
Everybody wants to be just like me, I'm naked
And famous
57.Twig
Lyricist：Chris Ballew, Dave Dederer, Jason Finn
Some weepy, creepy, willow, pillow, boggy shit
Transcendental big wheel can ya feel it
I got a chickey face down trippin' so damn hard
His head splits open stuffin', spills out into the car
Cup of dirty water and a lonely boney frog
Slip me seven dollars and I'll pump it full of smog
Paint a monkey gold let him loose downtown
You start him with a smile, he'll come back with a frown
He's just a twig in the wind, a twig in the wind
A twig in the wind, a twig in the wind, ah hoo
I'm thick and thin and all right
I'm happy feeling crappy in my nappy little car
Squozen, frozen duplicated drunk in a bar
A tape recorded all distorted genius machine
A spokes model dipped in refried beans
Piggies pay full price, to put their necks on the stumpy
Dusty busted skeletons who pay at the pumpy
Multi nippled rotating DJ sap
I'm shoulder high in crap and my water wings are flat
I'm just a twig in the wind, a twig in the wind
A twig in the wind, a twig in the wind, ah hoo
I'm thick and I'm thin and alright, alright, alright, alright
I'm twig in the wind, a twig in the wind
A twig in the wind, a twig in the wind
A twig in the wind, a twig in the wind, well, alright
58.Toob Amplifier
Lyricist：Chris Ballew, Dave Dederer, Jason Finn
I got myself a brand new tube amplifier
It's large and lovely to behold
La la la la la
I got myself a new tube amplifier
Now I'm gonna blow a big one
I got myself a little tube amplifier
It's large and lovely and it smells just like a dream
I got myself a tube amplifier
Now I'm gonna blow a big one
I got myself a brand new big Bertha Driver
Gonna take it to the range, take it to the range
I got myself a new big Bertha Driver
Now I'm gonna hit a big one
I got myself a brand new cymbal supplier
They're really good they're Sabian
They're great they're Sabian
I got myself a new cymbal supplier
Now I'm gonna crash
Now I'm gonna hit
Now I'm gonna blow a big one
59.Candy Cigarette
Lyricist：Chris Ballew, David Dederer, Jason Finn
Three p.m. and she's under the covers
Dumpster breath, she's my hungover lover
Strong as steel, four olive martini
Hand on her head and one on my weenie
She's in bed, she's suckin' on a candy cigarette
She's in bed, she's suckin' on a candy cigarette
She's in bed, suckin' on a candy cigarette
Suckin' on a candy cigarette
Three p.m. and we're slow to recover
We're hangin' out and well hungover
This Ernie Steele's makes a mean martini
So pass the fire and light me sweetie
She's in bed, she's suckin' on a candy cigarette
She's in bed, she's suckin' on a candy cigarette
She's in bed, suckin' on a candy cigarette
Suckin' on a candy cigarette
60.Lump (Live)
Lyricist：Christopher Weldo Ballew, David Michael Dederer, Jason S Finn
{Hello everybody
Alright, how's it, ooh, how's it goin'？
So they tell me that everybody down on the floor
Bought our CD to get down on the floor
Thanks very much for buying the CD
Give yourselves a big round of applause
Shame on you people up there, alright}
Alright, here's a rock song
Lump sat alone in a boggy marsh
Totally motionless except for her heart
And mud flowed up into Lump's pajamas
She totally confused all the passing piranhas
She's Lump, she's Lump
She's in my head
She's Lump, she's Lump, she's Lump
Think she might be dead
Lump lingered last in line for brains
And the ones she got were sort of rotten and insane
Small thing's so sad that birds could land
Is Lump fast asleep or rockin' out with the band？
She's Lump, she's Lump
She's in my head
She's Lump, she's Lump, she's Lump
She might be dead
Check it out
Lump was limp and lonely and needed a shove
Lump slipped on a kiss and tumbled into love
She spent her twenties between the sheets
Life limped along at subsonic speeds
She's Lump, she's Lump
She's in my head
She's Lump, she's Lump, she's Lump
I do believe that she's dead
(That girl's dead, dead as a doornail)
Is this Lump out of my head, I think so
Is this Lump out of my head, I think so, yeah
Is this Lump out of my head, I think so
And that's all I have to say about that
61.Back Porch (Live)
Lyricist：Chris Ballew, Dave Dederer, Jason Finn
Go
Happy with no teeth, but happy here in hibernation
Slurpin' on a peach, I'm starin' at the situation
There's a kitty at my foot, he's meowin' out this conversation
Rockin' back 'n' forth, as that's my only destination
Old man on the back porch, old man on the back porch
Old man on the back porch, and that old man is me
Old man on the back porch, old man on the back porch
Old man on the back porch, and that, sing yeah
Got a two-string on my lappy, it's total subsonic vacation
Well chicken on the drums, he's poundin' out a perfect
prescription
Twenty little worms, all plug into amplification
Fifteen hundred bass drum luggin' bug-eyed monkeys
All arriving at the station
I'm an old man on the back porch, old man on the back porch
Old man on the back porch, and that old man is me
Old man on the back porch, old man on the back porch
Old man on the back porch, and that, yeah
I'm old, I'm an old man, I took all my money
And I bought myself a little shacky-condominium
Outside of Sydney, Australia
So I decided to retire here in Australia
Because it's so gosh-damn beautiful
I love it so tenderly, so much it's just like home
Oh, so out for underneath the trees
Come a bunch of little chickies
And the buckets and the monkeys
With the one-string, no-string string, two-string guitars
'Hey, Chris wanna jam？
Sure, why not'
Old man on the back porch, old man on the back porch
Old man on the back porch, and that old man is me, me
Old man on the back porch, old man on the back porch
Old man on the back porch, and that
62.Vestina
Lyricist：Christopher W Ballew, Tad Hutchinson
Vestina, Vestina
Your advertising agency folded today
Vestina, Vestina
The future is brighter anyway
'Cause if you're gonna sell it, sell it to me
If you're gonna sell it, it's for free
If you're gonna sell, sell it directly to me
Directly to me
Directly to me
Directly to me
A talkin', talkin', yeah
Vestina, Vestina
Your advertising agency folded today
Vestina, Vestina
The future is brighter anyway
'Cause if you're gonna sell it, sell it to me
If you're gonna sell it, it's for free
If you're gonna sell, sell it directly to me
Directly to me
Directly to me
Directly to me
A talkin', talkin', yeah
Vestina, I love you
Vestina, I do
Vestina, I love you
Vestina, I do
Vestina, I love you
Vestina, I do
Vestina, I love you
Vestina, I do, yes I do, yes I do
I do love you
Vestina, I do
Vestina, I love you
Vestina, I do
And I do, and I do
And I do, and I do
And I do, and I do
And I do, and I do
And I do, and I do
And I do, and I do
And I do, and I do
And I do, and I do
And I do, and I do
One, two, three, four
63.Confusion
Lyricist：Christopher Weldo Ballew, David Michael Dederer
Confusion, I trashed me life
Confusion, get me out of my site
Confusion, she just annoys ya
Confusion, do I love her or do I just destroy her, yeah？
No matter what I do
I can't seem to kick it and bustin' through
My confusion, that's what I've got
I want you out, out, out, out, out of my head
I want you out, out, out, out, out of my head
I want you out, out, out, out, out of my head
I want you out, out, out, out, out of my head
Right now
Confusion, rotting from the inside out
Confusion, shocked from the brain drain out
Confusion, how do I feel
Confusion, you don't seem real to me at all
No matter what I do
I can't seem to kick it and bustin' through
Confusion, that's what I've got
Confusion
Confusion
Confusion
Confusion
(That's what I've got)
Confusion
(That's what I've got)
Confusion
(That's what I've got)
Confusion
(That's what I've got)
Confusion
(That's what I've got)
Confusion
(That's what I've got)
Confusion
(That's what I've got now)
Confusion
(That's what I've got)
Confusion
(That's what I've got now)
Confusion
(That's what I've got)
Confusion
(That's what I've got now)
Confusion
(That's what I've got)
Confusion
(That's what I've got now)
Confusion
I want you out, out, out, out, out of my head
I want you out, out, out, out, out of my head
I want you out, out, out, out, out of my head
I want you out, out, out, out, out of my head
64.L.I.P.
Lyricist：Chris Ballew, Dave Dederer
Freckles and eyes of brown
I'll take a big patty of cow
Beautiful pearly statue
I couldn't eat meat without you
You're my little Indian princess
Little Indian princess
Little Indian princess
Took her off the vegetation
Took her by the arm
Selling E Coli burgers
Couldn't do no harm
You're my little Indian princess
Little Indian princess
Little Indian princess
Took her off the vegetation
Took her by the arm
Selling E Coli burgers
Couldn't do no harm
I'd use any reason
I'd use any trick
Just to spend my loose change
On a fist sized ice cream cone at dick's
Little Indian princess
Little Indian princess
Little Indian princess
Little Indian princess
65.Bath Of Fire
Lyricist：Chris Ballew, Dave Dederer
I let my thirsty boots wander all over
They come home with lies about women
And in the evening toe up to the stars
Sun is comin' up and something's feelin' funky
Old moldy 'Korn Club' stuck in the mud
It makes me, wish for a million dollar view
Spend my last lone quarter on the 'Korn Klub's Kool Aid'
And there's nothin' else I'd rather do
There's nothin' like a bath of fire
To get this deep down dirt outta me
There's nothin' like a bath of fire
To get this deep down dirt outta me
Go
Yeah, razor fanged rattlesnake only tryin' to protect itself
I had to haul off and blow it's little head away
Sucked out the venom, kept the little skin
And meat found it's way onto my plate
There go my boots complainin'
Tellin' me it's time to go stompin'
I'd better listen or they'll kick my ass
'Cause hell is down there yawnin'
Hopin' I fall head first in it
Nothing like a bath of fire
To get this deep down dirt out of
Nothing like a bath of fire
To get this deep down dirt out of me
Nothing like a bath of fire
To get this deep down dirt outta me, whoa
Nothing like a bath of fire
To get this deep down dirt
(Outta me)
Nothing like a bath of fire
To get this deep down dirt
Nothing like a bath of fire
To get this deep down dirt
(Outta me)
Nothing like a bath of fire
To get this deep down dirt
Nothing like a bath of fire
To get this deep down dirt
(Outta me)
Nothing like a bath of fire
To get this deep down dirt
Nothing like a bath of fire
To get this deep down dirt
(Outta me)
Nothing like a bath of fire
To get this deep down dirt
Nothing like a bath of fire
To get this deep down dirt
(Outta me)
Nothing like a bath of fire
66.More Bad Times
Lyricist：Daniel Eugene Leone, Dominic Leone
1, 2, 3, 4
You never had rabies, you never gained weight
You never drank poison, you watched what you ate
You never came home with a terrible scar
You never so much as put a scratch on my car
You never got measles, you never got gout
You never got dizzy and you never fell out
You never suggested we all play charades
You never picked up any live hand grenades
You twisted your ankle, I carried you
You got a divorce so I married you
You fell off a cliff so I buried you
I wish there were more bad times
To see you through
Wish there were more bad times
Wish there were more bad times
Wish there were more bad times
Wish there were more bad times
Wish there were more bad times
I wish there were more
You never lost contact, you never leaked oil
You never drank cleanser and you never ate foil
You never got hurt by sticks and stones
You never choked on any big chicken bones
You never got mauled by a mad baboon
You never lost all the air in your balloon
You never got poked in the eye with a spork
You never got sick from all that leftover pork
You twisted your ankle, I carried you
You got a divorce so I married you
You fell off a cliff so I buried you
I wish there were more bad times
To see you through
Wish there were more bad times
So many things did go wrong
But the list is not long enough
Not enough bad things
To fill up a song
Wish there were more bad times
Wish there were more bad times
Wish there were more bad times
Wish there were more bad times
I'd rather gather your balls than mop up this mess
Scrub us all spotless and wreck our success
I was holding your hand when it fell on the floor
When you left you broke the knob on the door
I wish there was more
67.Poor Turtle
Lyricist：Christopher Weldon Ballew
Stole and sold for a life of leisure
Green beetle bass done, run clean out of luck
Kick it live for the kids in Denver
But now he's gone from the big yellow rental truck
No chance for electrification
So he could cry his little single coil pickups out
Broadcast across this nation
Search and destroy a man, twist and shout
With my poor turtle, ready to rock, to roll
Poor turtle got stole
Poor turtle smiling in the summer sun
I know you're the one, you're the one
You're the one, you're the one
You're the one, you're the one
Dropped hard from the trunk of a pimping car
Skidding on the cold Colorado ice
I stuck on super secret
Ladybug style homing device
I follow the beeping signal
To a shack with a basement room
In and out, through a broken window
From a strum to a sonic boom
He's my poor turtle ready to rock and to roll
Poor turtle got stole
Poor turtle crying on the pawnshop wall
Ten dollars is all, that's all, that's all
I miss my poor, poor turtle
I mis my poor, poor turtle so much
I miss my poor, poor turtle
I mis my poor, poor turtle so much
And his darkness won't turn to day
He's shut tight in his hard shell case
I still don't know if he was guitar or bass
But we made music together
We made music together, oh yeah
68.Truckstop Butterfly
Lyricist：Christopher Weldon Ballew
Truckstop butterfly
Covered in gasoline
Truckstop butterfly
I'll kiss you till you're clean
Me and a man with a Mohawk on his head
Found a dirty butterfly, half dead
Rainbow of shiny oil, slick and stuck on wing
Helpless in a puddle, muddy thing
Seven eleven, cherry soda and a pie
Thirty ton steel gray cloud in the sky
Is dark and drippy
Though we stop and wonder why
You're running late but what a great alibi
Truckstop butterfly
Covered in gasoline
Truckstop butterfly
I'll kiss you till you're clean
Far out east in deserts there's a vein of inky gold
Here out west, you wear it like a coat
Me and the man with the Mohawk watch you go
Follow sun and leave the melting snow
And how I miss you, truckstop butterfly
Fly, so I can't see you, truckstop butterfly
I hope you made it and you didn't die
Still I do miss you, truckstop butterfly
Truckstop butterfly, truckstop butterfly
69.Sharpen Up Those Fangs
Lyricist：Christopher Weldon Ballew
He's the boy with the messy mind
It's hard to find the time to clear it
He's the boy with the broken brain
Not insane but never happy
Sharpen up those fangs
Not insane but never happy
She's got those rock star girlfriend eyes
The kind that fry the back of your skull
She's the one with the skinny face
She's got an ace with sleeves stuffed up it
Sharpen up those fangs
Got an ace with sleeves stuffed up it
And it's no surprise, no surprise
The fangs aren't sterilized
I'm too weak for curled fingers
Too tempting to pass by
No surprise, no surprise
The fangs aren't sterilized
I'm too weak for curled fingers
Too tempting to pass by
She's the girl with the chocolate heart
She turns up the heat and melts her target
Stumbles into a poisonous thing
She feels the sting but it doesn't matter
Sharpen up those fangs
Feels the sting but it doesn't matter
Pull the spider up from under your boot
The venomous tooth will make you smile
Let it bite 'cause it's so damn cute
Let it bite and drain you empty
Sharpen up those fangs
Let it bite and drain you empty
And it's no surprise, no surprise
The fangs aren't sterilized
I'm too weak for curled fingers
Too tempting to pass by
And it's no surprise, no surprise
The fangs aren't sterilized
I'm too weak for curled fingers
Too tempting to pass by
Sharpen up those fangs
Sharpen up those fangs
Sharpen up those fangs
Sharpen up those fangs
Sharpen up those fangs
Sharpen up those fangs
Sharpen up those fangs
70.So Lo So Hi
Lyricist：Christopher Weldon Ballew
Bird, you make me walk on dirt
My fin got all hurt
I didn't care
'Cause I had it in for you
You met me in the mud
We got as close as we could
And that is why I swim and swim
Down the drain
I could walk and breath air
I'd be too scared
I'm back in my pond
And now I feel so
So lo, so hi
Swim low and wonder why
Just a fish that wishes he could fly
I'm so lo, I'm hi, I'm hi, I'm hi
Fish, you made me do the twist
But I almost drowned
The stereo you gave me
Only made a gurgle sound
When we talk I blow bubbles
We meet up in puddles
You pour me pond water
And I sip it like champagne
I'm pulling out weeds
From my claws and 'round my beak
I'm back in my tree
But now I feel so
So lo, so hi
I fly low and wonder why
I'm just a bird wanna learn
To swim and dive
I'm so lo, I'm hi, I'm hi, I'm hi
So lo, I'm hi
So lo, I'm hi
So lo, I'm hi
A fish that can fly
A bird that can dive
I'm so lo, I'm hi
I'm so lo, so lo
That I am hi
71.Deleter
Lyricist：Christopher Weldon Ballew, Jason Finn, Andrew Lyall Mc Keag
I got erased 'cause she's a deleter
Wiped off the face of the earth and gone
Shot into space 'cause she's a deleter
I'm a repeater
She's a deleter
Now I'm gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
She's a deleter
Now I'm gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
Woo
Well, there used to be blood in my heart but it's gone
Planets were hanging in space now they're gone
I knew this clown downtown but he's gone
What happened to that love that we had, it's all gone
Seas had fish, they were full of it, gone
Used to push now you're pulling it, gone
A certain girl could wipe out the world
But she'd be dead and gone
Without me singing this song, come on
I got erased 'cause she's a deleter
Wiped off the face of the earth and gone
Shot into space 'cause she's a deleter
I'm a repeater
She's a deleter
Now I'm gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
She's a deleter
Now I'm gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
She's a deleter, now I'm gone, gone away
There used to be tears in my eyes now they're gone
Volcanoes were blowing their tops now they're gone
I knew this pig with a wig, now he's gone
What happened to the kisses we kissed, they're all
Skies and clouds were thick with it, gone
I used to be down, now I'm kicking it, gone
A certain man could ruin my plan
But I'd be dead and gone
Without him singing my song, come on
I got erased 'cause she's a deleter
Wiped off the face of the earth and gone
Shot into space 'cause she's a deleter
I'm a repeater
She's a deleter
Now I'm gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
She's a deleter
Now I'm gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
She's a deleter, now I'm
Ooh, and I'm lonely for you
Ooh, and I'm lonely for you
Ooh, and I'm lonely for you
Ooh, and I'm lonely for you
I'm gone, you're gone, we're gone
I'm gone, you're gone, we're gone
I'm gone, you're gone, we're gone
I'm gone, you're gone, we're gone
72.Ghosts Are Everywhere
Lyricist：Christopher Weldon Ballew, Jason Finn, Andrew Lyall Mc Keag
Ghosts are everywhere
Inside big old bass tones
And deep in the belly of a fish
I can't help noticing
Their pearly teeth are flickering
Ghosts are everywhere, some are superstars
With preform plastic paste on hair
Driving, hiding behind sunglasses
And I just can't help but stare
And I hear them singing
Na, na, na, na, na
Ghosts are everywhere
Na, na, na, na, na
Ghosts are everywhere
Na, na, na, na, na
Ghosts are everywhere
Na, na, na, na, na
Ghosts are everywhere
Everywhere
Over there, under there
Ghosts are certainly everywhere
Swallowing whole trees
And startling creatures of the sea
Ran into one under my covers
And it gave me quite a scare
Gave me quite a scare
Ghosts are everywhere
Flying through the air with the greatest of ease
And landing here and there
Never ever, ever, missing a beat
As they pound with some bones
On a foam chair and I hear them singing
Na, na, na, na, na
Ghosts are everywhere
Na, na, na, na, na
Ghosts are everywhere
Na, na, na, na, na
Ghosts are everywhere
Na, na, na, na, na
Ghosts are everywhere
Everywhere
They're in the drain, they're in the sink
They're in between all the thoughts that you think
They're under my shoe and in garbage sacks
In the middle of a mountain in space where it's black
And they're everywhere
Wandering free and brushing by me
Late at night at the store 24
Picking up a box of customized cookies
And disappearing through the door
And I hear them sing
Na, na, na, na, na
Ghosts are everywhere
Na, na, na, na, na
Ghosts are everywhere
Na, na, na, na, na
Ghosts are everywhere
Na, na, na, na, na
Ghosts are everywhere
Everywhere, over there, under there
Everywhere, over there, under there
Everywhere, over there, underwear
Everywhere, ghosts are everywhere
73.Munky River
Lyricist：Christopher Weldon Ballew, David Michael Dederer, Jason Finn
In the hazy light I see
Lonely crow, dark green dream
I got no paddle and I got no shoes
I'm solo in a rawhide canoe
Hundreds of them little bug eyes
Them drooly runny glassy eyes
Smilin' through the foggy soup
I crack a grin and laugh in tune
And I would love to float on munky river
I would love to float on
(Yeah, I would)
Hoo
Sad lip hang out on a limb
Purple paw pluckin a guitar
All string broke except for two
Careful chimp, caress the bass
Water's only shallow deep
Munkies dip into the river
Black and blue moon light up the leaves
Cypress branches chuckle and shiver
And I would love to float on munky river
I would love to float on munky river
I would love to float on munky river
I would love to float on
Woo
Yeah!
(Float on, c'mon, c'mon!)
(Yeah boy!)
And on the last soft oxbow
Munkies wave goodbye
(Goodbye)
I patch my boat with chewin' gum
This purple haze is easy on my
I would love to float on munky river
I would love to float on munky river
I would love to float on munky river
I would love to float on munky river
I'd love to float on munky river
I'd love to float on munky river
I'd love to float on munky river
I'd love to float on munky river
On
On
On
...
74.French Girl
Lyricist：Christopher Weldon Ballew
French girl has a problem
French girl has a problem with the world
She see it as a black place
A place that wants to strangle her good time
Don't ever get involved with a French girl
French girl has a reason
French girl has a reason for hurting boyfriend
Who is strangling her good time
In this black world
Don't ever get involved with a French girl
(Don't ever get involved with a French girl)
No, I always fall in love with a French girl
(I always fall in love, I always fall)
Hey, hey, hey, she'll make your life miserable
She'll make your life miserable
She'll make your life miserable
French girl pouts and wonders
French girl pouts and wonders about the world
She blames the darkness
For wearing scratchy wool in the sun
French girl spends her free time
French girl spends her free time deep in thought
She worries about what she has to go through
Just to get to a place where she's happy
Don't ever get involved with a French girl
(Don't ever get involved with a French girl)
No, I always fall in love with a French girl
No, I always fall in love with a French girl
No, I always fall in love with a French girl
No, I always fall in love with a French girl
No, I always fall in love with a French girl
No, I always fall in love with a French girl
No
Holy shit
Yeah, that was amazing
75.Flame Is Love
Lyricist：Christopher Weldon Ballew
I hate to sing another song about love
The flame is something
That you should be aware of
I'm probably not the first one to claim
Love is a dangerous flame
Nobody knows who lights the fire
Put on a log and make it go higher
Blow out the pot and light on the stove
Because the flame is love
And I'd get some water from the sink
And quickly now, take a drink
Put out the fire from inside
Before it spreads and burns like lies
And she had a scar in the shape of a heart
I'd have to eat an aspirin pie
To cure the pain that's in my eyes
I've seen the flame lick and run, lick and run
You know the flame is love
And people burn and leave their shoes
People usually burn in twos
Love's a fire that's quiet and slow
The fame is love, I'm a fire hose
And I'd get some water from the sink
Quickly now, take a drink
Put out the fire from inside
Before it spreads and burns like lies
And she had a scar in the shape of a heart
Hated to sing that song about love
The fame was something
That you should be aware of
I'm probably not the last one to claim
Love is a dangerous flame
So I'll get some water from the sink
And quickly now, I'm gonna take a drink
And I'll put the fire out from inside
Before it spreads and burns like lies
And she had a scar in the shape of a heart
76.Loose Balloon
Lyricist：Christopher Weldon Ballew
Loose balloon, how high can you fly？
You're a loose balloon before you pop and you die
Loose balloon, you made that little kid cry
When you took off for the sun
Loose balloon, how high can you fly？
You're a loose balloon before you pop and you die
Loose balloon, you made that little kid cry
When you took off for the sun
And just this morning
You were flat and deflated
No one knew if you were loved or hated
Just another shriveled up loser in a bag
Sold to a kid who cried to get ya
Held like a kitten, he was happy to pet ya
Till the kid got a sucker
And he opened up his hand
Free, so free, now the sky's the limit
Twenty miles up and it's just the beginning
Spaceman, planets and lunar surface here I come
Here I come
Loose balloon, how high can you fly？
You're a loose balloon before you pop and you die
Loose balloon, you made that little kid cry
When you took off for the sun
You took off for the sun
And people squint to look up
People squint to look up
Just to see you fly away
Just to see you fly away
Just to see you fly away
Just to see you fly away
Now you're absolutely free
So don't stop
You're absolutely free
So don't stop
You're absolutely free
So don't stop till you pop
77.Warhead
Lyricist：Christopher Weldon Ballew, Dale Peyser
Let's be there when the man made sun comes up
Keep me warm through the nuclear freeze
Lets you and I see what this city looks like
Heated two hundred million degrees
To hell with staying in underground
Drinking water from a can
You are a warhead, baby
I am a nuclear man
It's beautiful to see your face light up
This light a burning this brain of mine
Somebody told me
Ground zero was a happening spot
Basking in the bolistic shine
Let's work out a mutual
Civil defense plan
You are a warhead, baby
I am a nuclear man
Some folks got a bunker
And the President's got a plane
You are my warhead, baby
I am a nuclear man
Radiated
Radiated, baby, uh, huh
Radiated
You're radiated, baby, uh, huh
Radiated
You're radiated, baby, uh, huh
Radiated
You're radiated, baby, uh, huh
Radiated
You're radiated, baby, uh, huh
Radiated
You're radiated, baby, uh, huh
Radiated
You're radiated, baby, uh, huh
Radiated
You're radiated, baby, uh, huh
Radiated
You're radiated
You're radiated
78.Tiki Lounge God
I had a girl and she did me wrong
I didn't let that kind of shit go on too long
Split the clouds and divided the sea
Showed the evil girl how nasty the Tiki God could be
She didn't call no more nor bother me
My little Tiki God make sure I'd live in peace
One day I read they found a body in the river
Tiki God, make me shake, make me shiver, alright
I got a Tiki God, saves me, I got a Tiki God
When Bobby Brady found the idol in the rubble
Had no idea it would 'cause so much trouble
When Greg tried to throw it back in the ocean
There was a rumble, an awful commotion
Don't ask me how, but the Tiki found Bobby
He thought the idol was some Hawaiian hobby
Turned out the God was mean and vicious
Didn't respond to Bobby's three wishes, no, no
He had a Tiki God, saves him, he had a Tiki God
Everybody sing na, na, na
So when you're caught up in an evil plot
Your life's in danger and you can hear the shots
Your head is spinning and you're fading fast
How long do you think the kind of fun can last
Your luck will change with a simple motion
Found my idol in a bottle on the ocean
Splits the clouds and divides the sea
And shows those evil guys how nasty those Tiki Gods can be,
alright
You got a Tiki God, saves you, you got a Tiki God
79.F＊＊k California
I'm in the mountains
They're so beautiful and crystal clear
They scrape the clouds with their top
And fuck California
And the air's so clear
I drink it in, it makes me drunk
I fall down and fall asleep
And fuck San Fransisco
I dream of some little evil land
With twisted cragily experiences
Down below the Oregon Border
Fuck San Bernardino
I'm there in my dreams
I'm there in my nightmares
And I got to sing about it all day long
Fuck Weed
You've been naked in the sunshine
You've been buried in the sand
You've been living on the fault line
In a chemical plant
I've been pounding up and down I-5
Highway wander such a blast
If only I could erase L.A.
The trip wouldn't went so fast
Well, this city is so beautiful
The clouds come out in the fall
And I love to see them back
And fuck California
Even on a cloudy day
The sun pokes through at the end
To make a little sunset experience
Even though you're depressed
And fuck Santa Cruz
Oh, I'm in Central Oregon now
Driving my little blue tin can
And I hear green onions sing
And fuck Neveda
Green onions on the little stereo
And I feel like I'm going the right way
North way, north, north, north, north
Yeah, keep goin' north, boys
All right
Sonic cookie on the outside
Pure frosting all alone
You've been fucking Winona Ryder
She got crabs on your bone
The only good thing about California
Is the band that I saw
They held their breath to shout out Supernova
They were playing in a shopping mall
80.Monkey River (B Side)
The Presidents Of The USA,
In the hazy light I see
Lonely croak, dark green dreams
I got no paddle and I got no shoes
I'm solo in a raw hide canoe
Hundreds of those little bug eyes
Them drooly running glassy eyes
Smiling through the foggy soup
I crack a grin and laugh in tune
I would love to float on
Monkey River
Sad lip hang out on a limb
Purple Paul pluckn' a guitar
All string broke except for two
Careful chimp
Caress that bass
Water's only shallow deep
Monkey's dip into the river
Black and blue moon light up the leaves
Cypress branches chuckle and shiver
I would love to float on
Monkey River
Tiny fingers hold my hope
Felling full of water and holes
Look like killers but they mean no harm
I know them all my brothers
An on the last soft oxbow
Monkey's wave goodbye
Patch my boat with chewing gum
This purple haze is easy on my
I'd love to float on Monkey River
81.Carolyn's Booty
The Presidents Of The USA,
I caught a glimpse of Carolyn's booty
As she was going from the bathroom into my bedroom
(Into my bedroom)
Somethin' about a curse did something to my penis
She's got the curves just like on the Venus de Milo
(Venus de Milo)
Later on, I laid my hands on her
Later on, I laid my hands on her
Later on, I laid my hands on her
Later on
I caught a glimpse of Carolyn's booty
As she was getting dressed for work in my room
(In my room)
I saw the moonbeam shine on her booty
I saw the sunbeam shine on her butt, I like it, me like it
Later on, I laid my hands on her
Later on, I laid my hands on her
Later on, I laid my hands on her
I wanna kiss some booty
Curvaceous
So delicious
Mmm nutritious
B-b-bodacious
82.Novocaine Hurricane
The Presidents Of The USA,
Siren blasting out the storm warning so
Line up extra dumb
You should be extra careful
But I know you're not that numb
She freaks out, she leaks out
Hurricane
I slide in, injectin'
Novocaine
A Novocaine
A Novo
Ramble on and on and on and
You got nothing left to say
This will come to a semi-happy ending
When I know that you're okay
Hurricane, Novocaine
I will never be the same
Will you please calm down
Never will I ever be in lover of the weather
When the storm comes out of your mouth
She freaks out, she leaks out
Hurricane
I slide in, injectin'
Novocaine
She freaks out, she leaks out
Hurricane
I slide in, Injectin'
Novocaine
Novocaine
Nova
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