1. |
Delicious
02:20
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Going to see my baby
She's cooking something nice
Maybe sweet potato
Maybe Spanish rice
It could be I-talian
Or yummy French cuisine
Maybe spicy Thai food
Or chicken thighs and wings
She'll probably start it off
With some diced passion fruit
Then serve her goose the gander
As day turns into night
She'll toss a green salad
Topped off with snow white cheese
And wash it down with vino
No single servings please
It's delicious
Delicious
Don't worry baby
Cause I can cook too
I'll get some charcoal going
And start the BBQ
I'll bring along my pickle
And a very special sauce
Just bring you're buns, hon
And away will toss
It all on the fire
Till it's grilled through and through
Then will eat potato salad
And an apple or two
And when we've had our fill
We'll polish it off
With some high class swill
And a lemon lollipop
It's delicious
Delicious
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2. |
Apoplectic
02:10
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You're apoplectic
You're outta your mind
With all that rage
Eatin' you alive
Turn off the TV
Stop watchin' that trash
Shut down the computer
Get off of your ass
An exploding head
Will net you nothing
But it might get you
A heart attack
A heart attack
Hey apoplectic
Turn off your phone
Ignore those bozos
On talk radio
Put on a record
Dance to some tunes
Take the dog for a walk now
In the rainy afternoon
Don't be afraid
To get your feet wet
Come on jump in
The water's fine
The water is fine
You're apoplectic
You're outta your mind
With all that rage
Eatin' you alive
Turn off the TV
Stop watchin' that trash
Shut down the computer
Get off of your ass
An exploding head
Will net you nothing
But it might get you
A heart attack
A heart attack
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3. |
Misguided Notion
02:05
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You got a misguided notion
I ain't no fish in your ocean
Ain't gonna fall hook, line and sinker
For something stupid like that
I got a reason for suspicion
You've got a kooky superstition
Ain't gonna fall hook, line and sinker
For something stupid like that
You could be selling vegetables
Like a working man
Instead, you're pushing fleece
Look out, ma! It's a scam
I ain't no fish in your ocean
You've got a misguided notion
Ain't gonna fall hook, line and sinker
For someone stupid like you
Well you may be a true believer
But I know it's all just a con
Now take your hand out of my pocket, bud
Before I pop you one
You got a misguided notion
I ain't no fish in your ocean
Ain't gonna fall hook, line and sinker
For something stupid like that
Misguided notion
You got a misguided notion
You got a misguided notion
With something stupid like that
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4. |
Rabbit Hole
03:03
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Tammy read all about it on Facebook
The vaccine contained a micro chip
That would turn you away from Jesus
And into a godless sexual deviant
Seeking to form meaningless polyamorous
Relationships with demon cats
Concerned, she dug deeper
And deeper
Until she found
The rabbit hole
Lo and behold
The rabbit hole
Billy went to the pizza parlor
To free the kids being abused
There in the basement
He shot up the place, all right
But there was no basement
And no abused kids
There to be freed
Just pizza
And a rabbit hole
Rabbit hole
Eh? What's up doc
You dirty wabbit
Give me back my carrot
You took my mind
Shhhhh!
Wanna know a secret
I'm gonna let you in on a little secret
Don't tell Tammy
Rabbit hole
Lo and behold
It's a rabbit hole
If it walks like a duck
And it talks like a duck
And it quacks like a cranky crackpot
Lo and behold, it's you
Rabbit hole
Now here's a clue I'll drop on you
Quack Anonymous lives on a pig farm
In the Philippines
The trouble is
Nobody knows which pig he is
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I see you've copped a little attitude
And now you're dancing to a brand new tune
You're kissing up and kicking down
By the light of a pale blue moon
The stars have all aligned for you
The doors have opened and you're rushing in
To get your fill of all the thrills
And the extravagance within
Well you might do well to remember this
Hear the wisdom in these words
They say that pigs get fat
But hogs, they get slaughtered
I know it's such a drag to think about
I know you'd rather I just shut my mouth
But who d'ya think they're going to cut
When the carving knife comes out
So you'll have more than anyone could want
So much more than anyone could need
To feed your piggy appetite
And to spread your fickle seed
And the sycophants will sing your hymns
While the hungry will ache and moan
To be where you now want to be
Atop a gaudy golden throne
Well, you might do well to remember this
Hear the wisdom in these words
They say that pigs get fat
But hogs, they get slaughtered
I know it's such a drag to think about
I know you'd rather I just shut my mouth
But who d'ya think they're going to cut
When the carving knife comes out
Yeah, who d'ya think they're going to cut
When the carving knife comes out
Just who d'ya think they're going to cut
When the carving knife comes out
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6. |
Rock in My Shoe
02:09
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So you think you can stop me cold
And watch my bright sun set
You say you're gonna take my dreams
And rip 'em all to shreds
Uh huh
But you're just a rock in my shoe
You're just a rock in my shoe
Ooooh, ooooh ooooh
You're just a rock in my shoe
And an ache in my head
Yeah you told me once
You were the best thing since sliced bread
You said without you in my life
I'd be better off dead
Uh huh
But you're just a rock in my shoe
You're just a rock in my shoe
Ooooh, ooooh ooooh
You're just a rock in my shoe
And an ache in my head
Well now I wouldn't mind
If you just once tried to be kind
And stopped believin' that whole damn world
Revolves around you
Yeah that world keeps spinning
And you're still standing still
You ain't never gonna take that step
But baby I will
Uh huh!
You're just a rock in my shoe
You're just a rock in my shoe
Ooooh, ooooh ooooh
You're just a rock in my shoe
And an ache in my head
You're just a rock in my shoe
You're just a rock in my shoe
Ooooh, ooooh ooooh
You're just a rock in my shoe
And an ache in my head
Ache in my head
Ache in my head
Ache in my head
Ache in my head
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7. |
Oompa Loompa Man
02:46
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Well I'm down at the bar
And I'm drinkin' real hard
And the cars are a burnin'
Now you've gone too far
And the house is aflame
Lord it's a cryin' shame
Oompa Loompa Man's gone crazy
And I'm to blame
Since I gave you the reins
You've been ridin' roughshod
Now you've lost all control
And I'm prayin' to God
To send me straight to hell
Where I'd fare just as well
Far from the madness
Of the grief carousel
Oh the deal that we made
Ain't worth a lump of coal
While you lost your mind
I lost my soul
Well the verdict is plain
No need to vouch for my claim
Oompa Loompa Man's gone crazy
And I'm to blame
Oompa Loompa Man's gone crazy
And I'm to blame
Oompa Loompa Man's gone crazy
And I'm to blame
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8. |
In His Hitler Youth
01:37
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In his Hitler Youth
He wore a uniform
But now that he's grown and old
He wears a purple cone
He likes the reins of power
That he holds in his hands
You know abandoning the losing camp
Can change the fortunes of a man
But when he's asleep
He dreams of forbidden dreams
And these dreams they seep
From his head down to his shoes
In his Hitler Youth,
He heard the Fuhrer's drum
And like a clock inside his head
It just beats on and on
Now he's the King of the See
And he sits on a throne
And soon his Hitler Youth
Will come marching home
Yeah soon his Hitler Youth
Will come marching home
I said his Hitler Youth
Will come marching home
Uh-uh uh-uh uhhh
Uh-uh uh-uh uhhh
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9. |
Exotic Link
02:41
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10. |
Little Latex Heart
02:07
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Botox, boob-job
Thousand dollar shoes
Handlers, stalkers
Paparazzi news
Congratulations
You've made the big league now
Congratulations
You're the hostess with the mostess
You're a work of art
You've materialized, girl, with interchangeable parts
And I know I can't break it
But baby can I stretch
Your little latex heart
Your little latex heart
It's the high life with lowlifes
All glitter and gold
It's fat men and old men
And men with no souls
It's appearances here
It's appearances there
It's appearance for appearance's sake
And soon the state fair
Congratulations
You're in the big league (For) now
Congratulations
You're the hostess with the mostess
You're a work of art
You've accessorized, girl, with interchangeable parts
And I know I can't break it
But baby can I mend
Your little latex heart
Your little latex heart
Little Latex Heart
I want a word with you
Little Latex Heart
I want a piece of you too
Little Latex Heart
I just can't seem to break through
Little Latex Heart
Oh
Botox, boob-job
Thousand dollar shoes
Handlers, stalkers
Paparazzi news
It's appearances here
It's appearances there
It's appearance for appearance's sake
And soon the state fair
Congratulations
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11. |
Slide Monkey
02:54
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Slide Monkey
I see you slippin' my way
I see you swinging through the trees
Tellin' me 'Hey let's go ape!'
Slide Monkey
Now you just keep away
Don't want a monkey on my back
Don't need to be led astray
Hear the call of the wild
Ring from your inner child
Reverberate all across the jungle
Where savage beasts and
Feral souls commingle
Me Tarzan, you Jane
Cheetah's a chimp
And we can swing
Yeah baby, we can swing
Slide Monkey
You think you're oh so dope
But you can't see the forest for the trees
And you got no hope
Slide Monkey
You better scatter fast
Swingin' hairless apes like you
Are a thing of the past
Hear the call of the wild
Ring from your inner child
Reverberate all across the jungle
Where savage beasts and
Feral souls commingle
Me Tarzan, you Jane
Cheetah's a chimp
And we can swing
Yeah baby, we can swing
Hear the call of the wild
Ring from your inner child
Reverberate all across the jungle
Among savage beasts
And all the other people
Can't see the forest for the trees
But in the jungle
It doesn't matter anyway
It doesn't matter anyway
It doesn't matter anyway
Me Tarzan, you Jane
Cheetah's a chimp
And we can swing
Oh baby, we can swing
Yeah baby, we can swing
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12. |
Fool Around
02:40
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The place is closing and the lights are dimmed
Nobody else is in sight
The quick flash of a mischievous grin
Meets the sparkle in your laughin' eyes
Let's take the 'vator to the 13th floor
And get lost in the clouds
Let's fool around
Yeah, let's fool around
You pushed the button and my love circuit's lit
And now my head is on fire
You're lookin' good as lookin' good can get
As we climb higher and higher
We can fool everyone and no-one at all
A strike of lightening is when fools fall
Let's fool around
Yeah, let's fool around
Fool me
You might get lucky if you roll the dice
You know chance can be your best friend
There's buried treasure up in paradise
But only one sure way to win
Just take the 'vator to the 13th floor
And stake a claim in the clouds
And fool around
Yeah, let's fool around
Let's fool around
Yeah, let's fool around
Tap that vein baby
Come on, girl
Fool me once
Fool me twice
You can fool me thrice
Let's fool around
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