1.Sneakin' Sally Thru The Alley album
2.Taste album
I'm up and I can take what you give
And I'm here but I don't want you to live with me
`Cause all I want is a taste for free
I'm down and I will drag you along and around
Until you burst into song and unwind
And leave your new life behind for a while
Cause I can see through the lines
Cause I can see through the lines
I'm down and I will drag you along and around
Until you burst into song and unwind
And leave your new life behind for a while
I'm out and I will stay here alone and without
Someone controlled by the phone and TV
`Cause what it's doing to me is fine
Cause I can see through the lines
Cause I can see through the lines
Oooh oooh
Step into space
Oooh oooh
Alter my place
Oooh oooh
That someone else made
Why I have stayed
Into things I could be
Or if I could see
Into fog that surrounds
And pins me to the ground
I can see through the lines
I can see through the lines
I can see through the lines
I can see through the lines
3.Water In The Sky Album
Listen as she speaks to you
Hear the voices flutter through
The barriers arranged by you
Close the shutters draw the shades
Filter out the everglades
Glistening with evening dew
Thunder calls through waterfalls
Rising tides and ocean walls
I can hear you when you sigh
Listen as she speaks to you
Hear the voices flutter through
Watch them fall and let them lie
I can hear you when you sigh
Through the water in the sky
4.Punch You In the Eye Album
I come from the north where the oceans freeze
Spent three long months on the open seas
Paddled 'til it seemed I could take no more
When my ship hit ground on Prussia's shores
How was I to know that day
That the winds had swept me Wilson's way
'Cause soon towards me from the East
Came Wilson and his men on multi-beasts
Well it seems he didn't like my face
And I quickly learned that Prussia was an evil place
They tied me to a chair with a giant clip
And held a piece of paper to my tender nip(ple)
Then they tossed the chair in a tiny shack
And told me not to worry 'cause they'd soon be back
But I loosened up the binds where my hands were lashed
And ran towards the cove where my boat was stashed
Singing 'Oh Wilson, someday I'll kill you 'til you die
Oh Wilson, Punch you in the Eye'
When Wilson knew that I was loose
I'd surely be subjected to some real abuse
Maybe end up hanging from the nearest tree
So angrily I paddled to the open sea
But the sea was eager to beat me back
And the waves grew huge and deadly black
And the gray clouds rumbled over my head
And I feared in my heart that I'd soon be dead
When the morning came and the storm had passed
And the dismal fog began at last
To open up before my eyes
And there I saw to my surprise
Chains and specks of islands curved
Where palm trees dipped and seagulls swerved
And I parked my kayak on a stone
And yelled across the ocean to his evil throne
I said 'Oh Wilson, someday I'll kill you 'til you die
Oh Wilson, Punch you in the Eye
Wilson, kill you 'til you die
Oh Wilson, Punch you in the Eye'
5.Stash Album
I'm pulling the pavement from under my nails
I brush past a garden, dependent on whales
The sloping companion I cast down the ash
Yanked on my tunic and dangled my stash
Zipping through the forest with the curdling fleas
To grow with them spindles, the mutant I seize
I capture the dread beast who falls to his knees
And cries to his cohorts, asleep in the trees
Smegma, dogmatagram, fishmarket stew
Police in a corner, gunnin' for you
Appletoast, bedheated, furblanket rat
Laugh when they shoot you, say
'Please don't do that'
Control for smilers can't be bought
The solar garlic starts to rot
Was it for this my life I sought？
Was it for this my life I sought？ (Maybe so and maybe not)
Control for smilers can't be bought (Maybe so and maybe not)
The solar garlic starts to rot (Maybe so and maybe not)
6.Chalk Dust Torture Album
Come stumble my mirth beaten worker
I'm Jezmund the family berzerker
I'm bought for the price of a flagon of rice
The wind buffs the cabin
You speak of your life
Or more willingly Locust the Lurker
Confuse what you can of the ending
And revise your despise so impending
'Cause I soak on the wrath
That you didn't quite mask
I'm getting it clearly through alternate paths
Or mixed in with the signal you're sending
But who can unlearn all the facts that I've learned
As I sat in their chairs and my synapses burned
And the torture of chalk dust collects on my tongue
Thoughts follow my vision and dance in the sun
All my vasoconstrictors they come slowly undone
Can't this wait til I'm old,
Can't I live while I'm young？
But no peace for Jezmund tonight
I plug the distress tube up tight
And watch what I say as it flutters away
And all this emotion is kept harmless at bay
Not to educate somebody's fright
7.A Day In The Life Abum
8.AC／DC Bag Album
Mr. Palmer is concerned with the thousand dollar question
Just like Roger he's a crazy little kid
I've got the time if you've got the inclination
So cheer up Palmer, you'll soon be dead
The noose is hanging, at least you won't die wondering
Sit up and take notice Tell it like it is
If I were near you I wouldn't be far from you
I've got a feeling you know what you did
AC／DC Bag
AC／DC Bag
AC／DC Bag
DC Bag
Time to put your money where your mouth is
Put 'em in a field and let 'em fight it out
I'm running so fast my feet don't touch the ground
I'm a stranger here I'm going down
Let's get down to the nitty gritty
Let's get this show on the road
I'll show you mine if you show me yours
I'm breathing hard - open the door
Brain dead, and made of money
No future at all
Pull down the blinds and run for cover
No future at all
Who would've thought it, that's where I am
No future at all
Don't sweat it, that's where I am
Whoa, carry me down, down, down, down
By that night, news of Palmer's death had traveled back to the
camp. Spirits were low and Colonel Forbin felt devastated. Even
though he had only been in Gamehendge for one day, he had
already developed a deep hatred for Wilson. He wanted
desperately to help the revolutionaries, but without Palmer, it
seemed hopeless. He wandered slowly through the camp and passed
Errand Wolfe, sitting by the fire with Rutherford, who had
returned that afternoon. He walked on and soon found himself
outside of Tela's hut. Forbin knocked and walked in. Tela sat
behind a makeshift desk in the center of a room that was
littered with small cages containing spotted stripers, a tiny
three-legged breed of animal. The unit monster sat in the
corner. The colonel took a step toward Tela and spoke. 'I needed
to come here tonight' he said, 'to tell you that I've fallen in
love with you.' He looked to her eyes for approval but her face
remained frozen in an expressionless stare. An awkward blanket
of silence fell over the room and hung for a long moment before
being shattered by the sound of the door swinging violently
open. It was Rutherford the Brave. The ironclad knight rushed
across the room and gripped the throats of Tela and the unit
monster in each of his mighty hands. They struggled to break
free but even the unit monster was no match for Rutherford's
power and soon it was over. The bodies fell to the floor in a
lifeless heap. Colonel Forbin stepped forward from where he
stood in the corner unable to contain his confusion and rage and
screamed 'WHY？' His question was answered by Errand Wolfe who
had quietly slipped through the doorway during the confusion.
'She was a spy,' he said, and explained to Forbin that she had
been sending information to Wilson using the spotted stripers as
carriers. Roger's death had aroused his suspicion, and Palmer's
had confirmed it. The colonel stood in silence in a world that
had turned up-side-down so many times that he no longer knew
which way was up. It had all seemed so simple when he first
arrived. Good versus evil, and of course he had sided with good
as he had done all his life. And now, he stood and stared into
the eyes of Errand Wolfe and he saw evil. The entire picture
began to seem like an enormous puzzle with one piece missing,
and the colonel knew what that piece was. 'Within twenty-four
hours,' he said to Errand Wolfe, 'You will have the Helping
Friendly Book.' And even as the words were leaving his lips, he
found himself running out the door and into the forest, not
towards Prussia, but toward the great mountain looming in the
distance.
9.McGrupp And The Watchful Hosemasters Album
I've alternated my meager flock
To the shores of the Baltic Sea
The teeth of time have stowed the rhyme
Of how things should be
My cave, my house, my turning wheel
My little docking pup
The march of Colonel Forbin
And his fleet hound called McGrupp
The grime of countless workdogs
Has collected in my sink
I tie my nose with spandex hose
Before I get a drink
While on frozen warthogs
With its poison in our minds
The ferns that spot our children
Are encased in orange rinds
All times and seasons are the reasons
That people and their clans
Have stowed the Famous Mockingbird
With glue and rubber bands
They writhe and cry in agony
As Rutherford the Brave
Chokes Tela and the Unit Monster
Managing to save
The spotted striper's multi-beast
And thereby cheat his grave
I'd like to get his autograph
10.Harpua Album
This next song, this next song is a story. And as with all good
stories, this story begins with an Om-pa-pa.
And this is the Om-pa-pa.
1, 2, 3
Om-pa-pa oom-pa-pa oom-pa-pa oom-pa-paaaaa
Fat sweaty bulldog
Stood in the sun
Stone village swamp man
Slow motion run
Tender poke police walker
Precious birthday fudge
Swamp knife bull nail
Walker done done
Me and Harpua, we couldn't care few-a
It happens all the time, we beat Okimo
Me and Harpua, we couldn't care few-a
It happens all the time, we beat Okimo
Hot liquor stone jack
Bitter toothless flesh
Shabby pimple chin-slime
Evil milky rash
Me and Harpua
Spastic dead-eyed hound
Oozing dreadlock skullcap
We're coming to your town
We'll help you party down
Me and Harpua, we couldn't care few-a
It happens all the time, we beat Okimo
Me and Harpua, we couldn't care few-a
It happens all the time, we beat Okimo
(The Story Part)
ONCE! Upon a time. In a land far, far. There lived a young boy
named Jimmy.
ONCE! Upon a time. In a land far,far,far. There lived a cat. And
this cat belonged to Jimmy.
ONCE! Upon a time. In a land far, far, far, far. There lived a
dog named Harpua. Harpua. Harpua. The name sent chills and
shivers down every cat in the land far, far, far.
Because Harpua was the meanest, fattest, ugliest killer bull dog
in all of the land far, far, far, far, far.
Well, one day, Harpua was miandering through town looking for
some action. Basically, he was looking for a hot lunch. And as
he walked, he sauntered slowly forward putting one furry paw in
front of the other until he turned around a corner and there in
front of him was... a cat.
You guessed it. It was Jimmy's cat. And the name of the cat was
the feared, the vennerable, the meanest cat in all of town. It
was the famous Poster Nutbag.
Well, the two of them looked at each other and they, they knew
who the other one was. Being that Poster Nutbag was the meanest
cat in all of town and Harpua was the meanest dog in all of
town. They were sort of legands in their own time. So they
looked at each other and Harpua felt a growl go through his
body. He knew there was gonna be a nasty fight. He looked at
Poster Nutbag frozen in terror in front of him. And Poster
Nutbag coiled his body into a deadly arch! The fight was about
to begin! And a hungry drop of saliva dripped out of Harpua's
mouth and landed on the cement below!
'Look! The storm's gone.'
'Jimmy.'
'Yes, dad.'
'Jimmy, I have some bad news.'
'What is it dad？'
'It's about your cat, Poster.'
'You mean, Poster Nutbag？'
'Your cat died! Poster is dead. Poster is dead. Poster's so
dead. How 'bout a goldfish？'
'I don't want a goldfish. I don't want a goldfish. I don't want
a goldfish. I want a dog. A dog.'
There's a dog in the station
With an ugly mutation
And it needs lubrication each day
Theres' a dog in the station
Contemplating rotation
As a form of recreation and play
A dog
There's a dog in the station
With a bad reputation
It's a sign of the nation's decay
But the dog in the station
Doesn't need a vacation
As the people rush by dressed in grey
This one is dedicated to Sam.
A dog
A dog
A dog
◎⊱⋇⊰⊙⊱⋇⊰⊙⊱✣⊰⊙⊱⋇⊰⊙⊱⋇⊰◎
Oom pa-pah,
Oom pa-pah,
Oom pa-pah,
Oom pa-paaaa-aaaaaaaah
Fat sweaty bulldog
Stood in the sun
Stone village swamp man
Slow motion run
Tender poke police walker
Precious birthday fudge
Swamp knife bull nail
Walker done done
Me and Harpua,
We couldn't care few-a
It happens all the time,
We beat Okimo
Me and Harpua,
We couldn't care few-a
It happens all the time,
We beat Okimo
Hot liquor stone jack
Bitter toothless flesh
Shabby pimple chin-slime
Evil milky rash
Me and Harpua
Spastic dead-eyed hound
Oozing dreadlock skullcap
We're coming to your town
We'll help you party down
Me and Harpua,
We couldn't care few-a
It happens all the time,
We beat Okimo
Me and Harpua,
We couldn't care few-a
It happens all the time,
We beat Okimo
It's Halloween night in Gamehendge, and, somewhere on the
outskirts- somewhere on the outskirts of gamehendge this
Halloween night lived an old man, and, the old man, right now,
as we speak, is, he's walking down this hill. And, he's walking
down the hill towards the town, and it's late, late at night.
People are pretty much sound asleep in their beds. And, uh, this
old man is walking down this hill, and he's walking down next to
this dog, and he, I was just singing about him before, so... Do
you guys know the story？ It's the famous 'Harpua.' Yes, you know
it？
Anyway, it's Halloween night. And, on Halloween night, Harpua
sometimes takes on some of the most evil shapes of all, his
fangs growing longer, and ugly mucus coming off his face, and,
uh, turning into an aweful killing machine. And so these two
people are walking into town, and, and um, as they're walking
down into town, the people of the town are all asleep, and they
don't know what's coming. But, these two people, the evil
people, are coming towards them. And, as they sleep, they're all
dreaming together.
If you can picture this, they're all having this, this terrible
nightmare. And, as they're having this terrible nightmare, the
eeriest thing about it is that they're all dreaming the same
dream, simultaneously. So, here comes the man, walking to town,
and the people are dreaming the same simultaneous dream...
...I'm in my parents' house...
I am downstairs...
I start walking upstairs...
One step at a time...
I am upstairs in my parents' old house...
All of the rooms are empty...
I walk down the hallway...
I see something scurry, so I walk towards the bathroom...
I walk in the bathroom, and it's a raccoon...
I say, 'Watch it, racky!' and I push the raccoon into the
bathtub, quickly, and walk back towards the bathroom door,
closing it, and turn around, heading towards the bedrooms.
Suddenly, I see motion in the bedrooms...
I walk towards that motion, and I can start to see...
Many raccoons in the bedroom!...
Hundreds of raccons, in the bedroom, coming at me!...
So I walk towards those bedroom doors, trying to push what would
be the raccoons, backwards, into the bedroom, one raccoon at a
time, but it seems like there are many, many, too many
raccoons!...
And they start comming towards me, and I start coming towards
them!...
And I start to notice that, they're tiny raccons!...
BABY RACCOONS!!!
Everyone was dreaming this dream at the same time, just as you
will all dream this dream when you go home tonight.
But, lo! One person wasn't dreaming the dream. And that one
person was Jimmy. Jimmy wasn't dreaming the dream, because Jimmy
wasn't asleep. Jimmy was actually sitting on the couch, with his
little pussycat, Posternutbag. Jimmy was sitting with
Posternutbag, and playing his favorite album, which, lo, was the
very same album that Phish was playing as their Halloween album
at Rosemont Horizon that night.
When, suddenly, Posternutbag Runs outside, encounters Harpua.
They battle.
'Look! the storm is gone.'
'Jimmy...'
'Yes, dad？'
'Jimmy, I have bad news.'
'What is it, dad？'
'Jimmy, it's your cat.'
'You mean, Posternutbag？'
'Your cat died!'
'Poster is dead.
Poster is dead.
Poster's so dead.'
'How 'bout a goldfish？'
'I don't want a goldfish!...
I don't want a goldfish!...'
'How 'bout a-'
'I don't want a goldfish!...
I want...'
'A raccoon-'
'A dog!...'
'A ra-'
'A dog!...'
There's a dog in the station,
With an ugly mutation,
And it needs lubrication each day.
Theres' a dog in the station,
Contemplating rotation,
As a form of recreation and play...
A dog...
There's a dog in the station,
With a bad reputation,
It's a sign of the nation's decay.
But the dog in the station,
Doesn't need a vacation,
As the people rush by dressed in gray...
A dog...
A dog!...
A dog!...
A dog!...
Please submit any other versions of the story to add to these if
you can find them!
11.I'm Gonna Be Album
12.Harpua Album
This next song, this next song is a story. And as with all good
stories, this story begins with an Om-pa-pa.
And this is the Om-pa-pa.
1, 2, 3
Om-pa-pa oom-pa-pa oom-pa-pa oom-pa-paaaaa
Fat sweaty bulldog
Stood in the sun
Stone village swamp man
Slow motion run
Tender poke police walker
Precious birthday fudge
Swamp knife bull nail
Walker done done
Me and Harpua, we couldn't care few-a
It happens all the time, we beat Okimo
Me and Harpua, we couldn't care few-a
It happens all the time, we beat Okimo
Hot liquor stone jack
Bitter toothless flesh
Shabby pimple chin-slime
Evil milky rash
Me and Harpua
Spastic dead-eyed hound
Oozing dreadlock skullcap
We're coming to your town
We'll help you party down
Me and Harpua, we couldn't care few-a
It happens all the time, we beat Okimo
Me and Harpua, we couldn't care few-a
It happens all the time, we beat Okimo
(The Story Part)
ONCE! Upon a time. In a land far, far. There lived a young boy
named Jimmy.
ONCE! Upon a time. In a land far,far,far. There lived a cat. And
this cat belonged to Jimmy.
ONCE! Upon a time. In a land far, far, far, far. There lived a
dog named Harpua. Harpua. Harpua. The name sent chills and
shivers down every cat in the land far, far, far.
Because Harpua was the meanest, fattest, ugliest killer bull dog
in all of the land far, far, far, far, far.
Well, one day, Harpua was miandering through town looking for
some action. Basically, he was looking for a hot lunch. And as
he walked, he sauntered slowly forward putting one furry paw in
front of the other until he turned around a corner and there in
front of him was... a cat.
You guessed it. It was Jimmy's cat. And the name of the cat was
the feared, the vennerable, the meanest cat in all of town. It
was the famous Poster Nutbag.
Well, the two of them looked at each other and they, they knew
who the other one was. Being that Poster Nutbag was the meanest
cat in all of town and Harpua was the meanest dog in all of
town. They were sort of legands in their own time. So they
looked at each other and Harpua felt a growl go through his
body. He knew there was gonna be a nasty fight. He looked at
Poster Nutbag frozen in terror in front of him. And Poster
Nutbag coiled his body into a deadly arch! The fight was about
to begin! And a hungry drop of saliva dripped out of Harpua's
mouth and landed on the cement below!
'Look! The storm's gone.'
'Jimmy.'
'Yes, dad.'
'Jimmy, I have some bad news.'
'What is it dad？'
'It's about your cat, Poster.'
'You mean, Poster Nutbag？'
'Your cat died! Poster is dead. Poster is dead. Poster's so
dead. How 'bout a goldfish？'
'I don't want a goldfish. I don't want a goldfish. I don't want
a goldfish. I want a dog. A dog.'
There's a dog in the station
With an ugly mutation
And it needs lubrication each day
Theres' a dog in the station
Contemplating rotation
As a form of recreation and play
A dog
There's a dog in the station
With a bad reputation
It's a sign of the nation's decay
But the dog in the station
Doesn't need a vacation
As the people rush by dressed in grey
This one is dedicated to Sam.
A dog
A dog
A dog
◎⊱⋇⊰⊙⊱⋇⊰⊙⊱✣⊰⊙⊱⋇⊰⊙⊱⋇⊰◎
Oom pa-pah,
Oom pa-pah,
Oom pa-pah,
Oom pa-paaaa-aaaaaaaah
Fat sweaty bulldog
Stood in the sun
Stone village swamp man
Slow motion run
Tender poke police walker
Precious birthday fudge
Swamp knife bull nail
Walker done done
Me and Harpua,
We couldn't care few-a
It happens all the time,
We beat Okimo
Me and Harpua,
We couldn't care few-a
It happens all the time,
We beat Okimo
Hot liquor stone jack
Bitter toothless flesh
Shabby pimple chin-slime
Evil milky rash
Me and Harpua
Spastic dead-eyed hound
Oozing dreadlock skullcap
We're coming to your town
We'll help you party down
Me and Harpua,
We couldn't care few-a
It happens all the time,
We beat Okimo
Me and Harpua,
We couldn't care few-a
It happens all the time,
We beat Okimo
It's Halloween night in Gamehendge, and, somewhere on the
outskirts- somewhere on the outskirts of gamehendge this
Halloween night lived an old man, and, the old man, right now,
as we speak, is, he's walking down this hill. And, he's walking
down the hill towards the town, and it's late, late at night.
People are pretty much sound asleep in their beds. And, uh, this
old man is walking down this hill, and he's walking down next to
this dog, and he, I was just singing about him before, so... Do
you guys know the story？ It's the famous 'Harpua.' Yes, you know
it？
Anyway, it's Halloween night. And, on Halloween night, Harpua
sometimes takes on some of the most evil shapes of all, his
fangs growing longer, and ugly mucus coming off his face, and,
uh, turning into an aweful killing machine. And so these two
people are walking into town, and, and um, as they're walking
down into town, the people of the town are all asleep, and they
don't know what's coming. But, these two people, the evil
people, are coming towards them. And, as they sleep, they're all
dreaming together.
If you can picture this, they're all having this, this terrible
nightmare. And, as they're having this terrible nightmare, the
eeriest thing about it is that they're all dreaming the same
dream, simultaneously. So, here comes the man, walking to town,
and the people are dreaming the same simultaneous dream...
...I'm in my parents' house...
I am downstairs...
I start walking upstairs...
One step at a time...
I am upstairs in my parents' old house...
All of the rooms are empty...
I walk down the hallway...
I see something scurry, so I walk towards the bathroom...
I walk in the bathroom, and it's a raccoon...
I say, 'Watch it, racky!' and I push the raccoon into the
bathtub, quickly, and walk back towards the bathroom door,
closing it, and turn around, heading towards the bedrooms.
Suddenly, I see motion in the bedrooms...
I walk towards that motion, and I can start to see...
Many raccoons in the bedroom!...
Hundreds of raccons, in the bedroom, coming at me!...
So I walk towards those bedroom doors, trying to push what would
be the raccoons, backwards, into the bedroom, one raccoon at a
time, but it seems like there are many, many, too many
raccoons!...
And they start comming towards me, and I start coming towards
them!...
And I start to notice that, they're tiny raccons!...
BABY RACCOONS!!!
Everyone was dreaming this dream at the same time, just as you
will all dream this dream when you go home tonight.
But, lo! One person wasn't dreaming the dream. And that one
person was Jimmy. Jimmy wasn't dreaming the dream, because Jimmy
wasn't asleep. Jimmy was actually sitting on the couch, with his
little pussycat, Posternutbag. Jimmy was sitting with
Posternutbag, and playing his favorite album, which, lo, was the
very same album that Phish was playing as their Halloween album
at Rosemont Horizon that night.
When, suddenly, Posternutbag Runs outside, encounters Harpua.
They battle.
'Look! the storm is gone.'
'Jimmy...'
'Yes, dad？'
'Jimmy, I have bad news.'
'What is it, dad？'
'Jimmy, it's your cat.'
'You mean, Posternutbag？'
'Your cat died!'
'Poster is dead.
Poster is dead.
Poster's so dead.'
'How 'bout a goldfish？'
'I don't want a goldfish!...
I don't want a goldfish!...'
'How 'bout a-'
'I don't want a goldfish!...
I want...'
'A raccoon-'
'A dog!...'
'A ra-'
'A dog!...'
There's a dog in the station,
With an ugly mutation,
And it needs lubrication each day.
Theres' a dog in the station,
Contemplating rotation,
As a form of recreation and play...
A dog...
There's a dog in the station,
With a bad reputation,
It's a sign of the nation's decay.
But the dog in the station,
Doesn't need a vacation,
As the people rush by dressed in gray...
A dog...
A dog!...
A dog!...
A dog!...
Please submit any other versions of the story to add to these if
you can find them!
13.Izabella Album
14.Harry Hood Album
Harry! Harry! Where do you go when the lights go out (3x)
Harry! Harry! Where do you go？
Thank you Mr. Miner (5x)
Thank you Mr. Hood
I can feel good (I feel good) about Hood! (4x)
You can feel GOOD!
15.My Soul Album
16.Sleeping Monkey Album
The feeling's not the same,
In fact it's getting pretty tame,
It's just not that great anymore,
I guess I'll go outside
And flag a weasel for a ride,
And take it on down to the shore
Wallowing in fear,
The days and weeks that you're not here,
Was all the waiting in vain？
The day that you arrived
My sleeping monkey is revived,
But you sent him home on the train
Home on the train,
Why'd you send my monkey on a train？
The day that you arrived,
My sleeping monkey is revived,
But you sent him home on the train
17.Guyute Album
Guyute was the ugly pig
Who walked on me and danced a jig
That he had learned when he was six
Then stopped and did some other tricks
Like pulling weapons from his coat
And holding them against my throat
He lectured me in language strange
And scampered quickly out of range
I'm bouncing like a newborn elf
I can't remain inside myself
Guyute glances in my eyes
And manages to hypnotize
Me as I sleep the sleep of death
He sucks from me my only breath
That I had breathed since I was ten
I hope this happens once again
18.Carini Album
I saw you with Carini and that naked dude
I couldn't eat my food
Lucy had a lumpy head
Lucy took a walk, now Lucy's dead
You told me of a secret place
I saw it when I met you, the walrus on your face
Carini scared the shit out of the ram
The thesis that you're writing is a load of shit
But I'm glad you finally finished it
He ran accross the street and he called his dad
Now you'll never get the raise you thought you had
People were all screaming when they saw the lump
Everyone was screaming when they saw the lump
Carini scared the shit out of the ram
(chorus) Carini had a lumpy head
19.Black-Eyed Katy Abum
20.Sneakin' Sally Thru The Alley Album
21.Frankenstein Album
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