Post by BRANDY on Aug 9, 2004 8:03:09 GMT -5
Subterranean Homesick Blues
Johnny's in the basement mixing up the medicine
I'm on the pavement thinking about the goverment
the man in the trench coat, badge out, laid off,
says he's got a bad cough: wants to get it paid off
God knows when but you're doin' it again!
you better duck down the alleyway lookin'for a new friend
the man in the coonskin cap by the big pen
wants eleven dollar bills: you only got ten
Look out, kid
Look out, kid, it's somethin' that you did
Look out, kid, 'cause they keep all hid
Maggie comes fleet foot, face full of black soot
talkin' at the heat put plants in the bed but
the phone's tapped anyway, maggie says that many say
they must bust in early may
orders from the D.A.
Walk on your tip toes, don't try "no doz"
better stay away from those that carry around a fire hose
keep a clean nose, watch the plain clothes
you don't need a weather man to know which way the wind blows
Look out, kid
Look out, kid, it's somethin' that you did
Look out, kid, 'cause they keep all hid
Looks to me like you did
a little to much hittin' kid
you should've took it to the bridge
before you started to skid
Look out, kid
the good god willin', we'll bebop to Bob Dylan
chillin'em, thrillin'em, and red hot killin'em
killin'em
Get sick, get well, hand around a ink well
ring bell, hard to tell if anything is goin' to sell
try hard, get barred, get back, write braille
get jailed, jump bail, join the army, if you fail
But users, cheaters, six time losers
hand around the theatres
girl by the whirlpool lookin' for a new fool
don't follow leaders, watch the parkin' meters
Look out, kid
Look out, kid, it's somethin' that you did
Look out, kid, 'cause they keep all hid
Special Secret Song Inside
Version 1
Well, my young lady, she lives
three houses away
she claims that she can hear moaning and screaming
to me fuckin' you every night
well, let me say "hey"
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on, party on your pussy
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on your pussy, yeah, yeah, yeah
Struck by lust in a telephone booth
busted by a cop, he said "That's uncool"
he said that he hears moaning and screeming
to me fuckin' you every night
well, let me say "hey"
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on, party on your pussy
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on your pussy, yeah, yeah, yeah
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on your pussy
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on your pussy
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on your pussy
I want to party on your little pussy, girl
I want to party on your pussy
Let me shine your diamond
the girl got a scratch
slap that cat
have mercy
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on, party on your pussy
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on your pussy, yeah, yeah, yeah
Special Secret Song Inside
Version 2
Well my lady lady, she lives
three houses away
she claims that she can hear my baby screaming
to me "Fuck me Anthony,
well Anthony"
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on, party on your pussy
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on your pussy, yeah, yeah, yeah
Struck by lust in a telephone booth
busted by a cop, he said "That's uncouth"
he said that he can hear my baby screeming
to me "Fuck me Anthony,
well Anthony"
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on, party on your pussy
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on your pussy, yeah, yeah, yeah
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on your pussy
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on your pussy
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on your pussy
I want to party on your little pussy, girl
I want to party on your pussy
Let me shine your diamond
the girl got a scratch
slap that cat
have mercy
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on, party on your pussy
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on your pussy, yeah, yeah, yeah
Special Secret Song Inside
Version 3
1st verse:
Well, my landlady, she lives 3 houses away.
She claims that she can hear my baby screaming to me "fuck me"
every day, when I'm in the hay.
2nd verse:
Struck by lust in a telephone booth. Busted by a cop; he said, "that's
uncool."
He said that she can hear my baby screaming to me "fuck me"
every day, when I'm in the hay.
And then the rest is agreed upon.
No Chump Love Sucker
She's a witch
a bonafide bore
what's more - she snores
and that is a fact
cow eyes lie
yes it's time to resist
how did I ever
get into this
how could I ever
have kissed that bitch
so what if she's
got big tits
She's the kinda girl
who changas her mind really quick
she's the kinda girl who
won't just let things sit
she came like a cat
like a cat to cat nop
she came in my lap
with her womanly hips
when I first met her
I came unglued
I played the part of
a blueblooded fool
I'm through with your sewage
I'm through with your trash
I always knew that I'd
get the last laugh
She's the kinda girl
who changas her mind really quick
she's the kinda girl who
won't just let things sit
like two trains on one track
bound for a crash
two red white and blues we were
destined to clash
I can't fix the future
I can't change the past
like fly by night news
we were not meant to last
I'm through with your bluefish
I'm through with your gash
I'm through being screwed with by
you and your wack attack
Jump back for chump love
you won't be back for cover
but no no no no
I'm no chump love sucker
No chump love sucker
No chump love sucker
I thought that your love
was a matter of fact
but I lost my pride
when I realized that
the smack in my bag
and my baseball bat
was all you were after
boys "you dirty rat"
she's a bitch and a brat
and a living disaster
she thought she was fast
but I was faster
Walkin' On Down The Road
Well I'm walking on down the road
but it can't be heaven
'cause the streets aren't gold
and everybody knows what bobby d was told
I'm walkin' on down the road
Groovin' a tune straight out of the womb
trust is a must to be a true blue dude
that's a matter of fact don't be confused
evebody knows true friends are few
Everybody come in, everybody sing, sing my song
everybody knows, everybody things, that I've done wrong
everybody come in, everybody sing, sing my song
Well I'm walking on down the road
but it can't be heaven
'cause the streets aren't gold
and everybody knows what bobby d was told
I'm walkin' on down the road
A like a momma bear hugs her baby bear cubs
a dude he can't lose when he lives on love
like the bark on a tree
like the skin on my knees
I'm standin' by my blood
Everybody come in, everybody sing, sing my song
everybody knows, everybody things, that I've done wrong
everybody come in, everybody sing, sing my song
Well I'm walking on down the road
but it can't be heaven
'cause the streets aren't gold
and everybody knows what bobby d was told
I'm walkin' on down the road
Love Trilogy
My love comes, and when it does
it's a crazy kind of
selective affection
my love flows lika a wize guy's tie
in the zanniest of directions
my love protection, my love erection
you better get some of my infection
my love can be-a-bigger than
the hoover dam
my love can hide behind
a grain of sand
my love for life is fueled by
the love for my man
I love his mother and
the silly mystic man
some people think he's bad
they say he doesn't laugh
and ask my dad
My love is death to appartheid rule
my love is deepest depth, the ocean blues
My love is the zulu groove
my love is keep it or move
my love is a laughin' boozed
my love is the pussy juice
my love can't be refused
my love is gettin' my food
my love, my love
My love began from love
my love for an unknown grubby bum
my love for the baby suckin' on his thumb
my love for the best set of buns
my love for the feal of the drums
my love for a butter knuckle hands
my love for the sweedes in the bad
my love for the legs that I spin
my love for the fat mingy
my love, my love
my love is my gross innerself
my love is my dick in my head
my love is my gross innerself
my love is my dick in my head
The Organic Anti-Beat Box Band
Welcome friends to my thoughts of when
the fax city 4 were four young men
time has come, now we jam
with the uplift mofo party plan
we're the organic anti-beat box band
One comes from the holy land
another was born an australian
me i'm from michigan
but hollywood is the land of lands
it's a hollywood jam
We represent the hollywood kids
hollywood is where we live
we represent the hollywood kids
organic anti-beat box band
Life is grand in the land of lands
the mind does boggle the mind expands
the anarchy 4 have manned their craft
get on your knees and shake your ass
to the jam that is
We don't ask we demand
that you and your clan
listem now to this jam
to the power of the drummers bad
it's a hollywood jam
We represent the hollywood kids
hollywood is where we live
we represent the hollywood kids
organic anti-beat box band
There's a party in my town at 12:00
there's a party that's rockin down to the rock
I've got nothin' against hip hop
but there's a party in my town
and no beat box jam that is
The party's got girls the girls got hot
the party's got boys and the boys got socks
something popped the doors unlocked
house got up ran around the block
sit down house
take off your blouse
We represent the hollywood kids
hollywood is where we live
any good friend of the lollypop kids
over the rainbow with the wiz
we represent the hollywood kids
organic anti-beat box band
With the organic anti-beat box band
you just might slam dance that is
it's a hollywood jam
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Johnny's in the basement mixing up the medicine
I'm on the pavement thinking about the goverment
the man in the trench coat, badge out, laid off,
says he's got a bad cough: wants to get it paid off
God knows when but you're doin' it again!
you better duck down the alleyway lookin'for a new friend
the man in the coonskin cap by the big pen
wants eleven dollar bills: you only got ten
Look out, kid
Look out, kid, it's somethin' that you did
Look out, kid, 'cause they keep all hid
Maggie comes fleet foot, face full of black soot
talkin' at the heat put plants in the bed but
the phone's tapped anyway, maggie says that many say
they must bust in early may
orders from the D.A.
Walk on your tip toes, don't try "no doz"
better stay away from those that carry around a fire hose
keep a clean nose, watch the plain clothes
you don't need a weather man to know which way the wind blows
Look out, kid
Look out, kid, it's somethin' that you did
Look out, kid, 'cause they keep all hid
Looks to me like you did
a little to much hittin' kid
you should've took it to the bridge
before you started to skid
Look out, kid
the good god willin', we'll bebop to Bob Dylan
chillin'em, thrillin'em, and red hot killin'em
killin'em
Get sick, get well, hand around a ink well
ring bell, hard to tell if anything is goin' to sell
try hard, get barred, get back, write braille
get jailed, jump bail, join the army, if you fail
But users, cheaters, six time losers
hand around the theatres
girl by the whirlpool lookin' for a new fool
don't follow leaders, watch the parkin' meters
Look out, kid
Look out, kid, it's somethin' that you did
Look out, kid, 'cause they keep all hid
Special Secret Song Inside
Version 1
Well, my young lady, she lives
three houses away
she claims that she can hear moaning and screaming
to me fuckin' you every night
well, let me say "hey"
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on, party on your pussy
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on your pussy, yeah, yeah, yeah
Struck by lust in a telephone booth
busted by a cop, he said "That's uncool"
he said that he hears moaning and screeming
to me fuckin' you every night
well, let me say "hey"
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on, party on your pussy
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on your pussy, yeah, yeah, yeah
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on your pussy
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on your pussy
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on your pussy
I want to party on your little pussy, girl
I want to party on your pussy
Let me shine your diamond
the girl got a scratch
slap that cat
have mercy
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on, party on your pussy
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on your pussy, yeah, yeah, yeah
Special Secret Song Inside
Version 2
Well my lady lady, she lives
three houses away
she claims that she can hear my baby screaming
to me "Fuck me Anthony,
well Anthony"
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on, party on your pussy
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on your pussy, yeah, yeah, yeah
Struck by lust in a telephone booth
busted by a cop, he said "That's uncouth"
he said that he can hear my baby screeming
to me "Fuck me Anthony,
well Anthony"
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on, party on your pussy
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on your pussy, yeah, yeah, yeah
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on your pussy
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on your pussy
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on your pussy
I want to party on your little pussy, girl
I want to party on your pussy
Let me shine your diamond
the girl got a scratch
slap that cat
have mercy
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on, party on your pussy
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on your pussy, yeah, yeah, yeah
Special Secret Song Inside
Version 3
1st verse:
Well, my landlady, she lives 3 houses away.
She claims that she can hear my baby screaming to me "fuck me"
every day, when I'm in the hay.
2nd verse:
Struck by lust in a telephone booth. Busted by a cop; he said, "that's
uncool."
He said that she can hear my baby screaming to me "fuck me"
every day, when I'm in the hay.
And then the rest is agreed upon.
No Chump Love Sucker
She's a witch
a bonafide bore
what's more - she snores
and that is a fact
cow eyes lie
yes it's time to resist
how did I ever
get into this
how could I ever
have kissed that bitch
so what if she's
got big tits
She's the kinda girl
who changas her mind really quick
she's the kinda girl who
won't just let things sit
she came like a cat
like a cat to cat nop
she came in my lap
with her womanly hips
when I first met her
I came unglued
I played the part of
a blueblooded fool
I'm through with your sewage
I'm through with your trash
I always knew that I'd
get the last laugh
She's the kinda girl
who changas her mind really quick
she's the kinda girl who
won't just let things sit
like two trains on one track
bound for a crash
two red white and blues we were
destined to clash
I can't fix the future
I can't change the past
like fly by night news
we were not meant to last
I'm through with your bluefish
I'm through with your gash
I'm through being screwed with by
you and your wack attack
Jump back for chump love
you won't be back for cover
but no no no no
I'm no chump love sucker
No chump love sucker
No chump love sucker
I thought that your love
was a matter of fact
but I lost my pride
when I realized that
the smack in my bag
and my baseball bat
was all you were after
boys "you dirty rat"
she's a bitch and a brat
and a living disaster
she thought she was fast
but I was faster
Walkin' On Down The Road
Well I'm walking on down the road
but it can't be heaven
'cause the streets aren't gold
and everybody knows what bobby d was told
I'm walkin' on down the road
Groovin' a tune straight out of the womb
trust is a must to be a true blue dude
that's a matter of fact don't be confused
evebody knows true friends are few
Everybody come in, everybody sing, sing my song
everybody knows, everybody things, that I've done wrong
everybody come in, everybody sing, sing my song
Well I'm walking on down the road
but it can't be heaven
'cause the streets aren't gold
and everybody knows what bobby d was told
I'm walkin' on down the road
A like a momma bear hugs her baby bear cubs
a dude he can't lose when he lives on love
like the bark on a tree
like the skin on my knees
I'm standin' by my blood
Everybody come in, everybody sing, sing my song
everybody knows, everybody things, that I've done wrong
everybody come in, everybody sing, sing my song
Well I'm walking on down the road
but it can't be heaven
'cause the streets aren't gold
and everybody knows what bobby d was told
I'm walkin' on down the road
Love Trilogy
My love comes, and when it does
it's a crazy kind of
selective affection
my love flows lika a wize guy's tie
in the zanniest of directions
my love protection, my love erection
you better get some of my infection
my love can be-a-bigger than
the hoover dam
my love can hide behind
a grain of sand
my love for life is fueled by
the love for my man
I love his mother and
the silly mystic man
some people think he's bad
they say he doesn't laugh
and ask my dad
My love is death to appartheid rule
my love is deepest depth, the ocean blues
My love is the zulu groove
my love is keep it or move
my love is a laughin' boozed
my love is the pussy juice
my love can't be refused
my love is gettin' my food
my love, my love
My love began from love
my love for an unknown grubby bum
my love for the baby suckin' on his thumb
my love for the best set of buns
my love for the feal of the drums
my love for a butter knuckle hands
my love for the sweedes in the bad
my love for the legs that I spin
my love for the fat mingy
my love, my love
my love is my gross innerself
my love is my dick in my head
my love is my gross innerself
my love is my dick in my head
The Organic Anti-Beat Box Band
Welcome friends to my thoughts of when
the fax city 4 were four young men
time has come, now we jam
with the uplift mofo party plan
we're the organic anti-beat box band
One comes from the holy land
another was born an australian
me i'm from michigan
but hollywood is the land of lands
it's a hollywood jam
We represent the hollywood kids
hollywood is where we live
we represent the hollywood kids
organic anti-beat box band
Life is grand in the land of lands
the mind does boggle the mind expands
the anarchy 4 have manned their craft
get on your knees and shake your ass
to the jam that is
We don't ask we demand
that you and your clan
listem now to this jam
to the power of the drummers bad
it's a hollywood jam
We represent the hollywood kids
hollywood is where we live
we represent the hollywood kids
organic anti-beat box band
There's a party in my town at 12:00
there's a party that's rockin down to the rock
I've got nothin' against hip hop
but there's a party in my town
and no beat box jam that is
The party's got girls the girls got hot
the party's got boys and the boys got socks
something popped the doors unlocked
house got up ran around the block
sit down house
take off your blouse
We represent the hollywood kids
hollywood is where we live
any good friend of the lollypop kids
over the rainbow with the wiz
we represent the hollywood kids
organic anti-beat box band
With the organic anti-beat box band
you just might slam dance that is
it's a hollywood jam
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