Methodist Pie

Bowl Of Crap

Dodgin' Flak

Edward Abell The Third

Jimmy Chonga And The Chimmy Chonga

Ninja Gorilla Killa

Appeditee

Baby Food For Chronos

Guy Cuccio

Fuck The Fuckin' Fuckheads

Stairs

I Don't Wanna Be Hit On The Head With No Lead Pipe

Methodist Pie (Miller)

I saw a saucer in the sky,
I told my eyes, it was a pie.
I saw the saucer hit the ground,
It sucked me in, right through its mouth.

And when I turned around I saw the crust and I began to cry,
"I'm in a pie!"
And when I realized I was the filling I began to shout,
"Please let me out!"

I looked around to find a door,
Saw no way out, so I explored.
I found other people here as well.
We'll never leave," they said. "This must be hell."

"There is no ladder, there is no knife, we don't even have a rope.
There's no hope!"
And that's when I replied, "Stay by my side, and stick real close to me.
I'll set you free!"

"No Methodist Pie will conquer me.
I will outlive this pie, you'll see.
I know I'll triumph in my heart.
I can't be held in by a tart!"

I gathered people in a crowd,
I gave my speech, high, clear and loud.
They pushed me way up to the top,
I broke on through, with an audible pop.

And when I asked them if they wanted out they said,
"Hey that's okay, we think we'll stay.
Now that we know that we could go, we realize just what we've got,
And it's not a lot."

So now they're happy in their pie,
Flying like a saucer in the sky,
And now that I know all is done,
Everything is not for everyone.

Bowl Of Crap (Miller/Raine)

I want to break a brick in 2,
And give the other half to you.
I want to bite a leather strap,
Face down in a bowl of crap.
I want to break some human bones,
I want to take out student loans,
I want to ride my bike around,
And bury Ray Krull in the ground.

Tonight has been a bowl of crap!
Tonight has been a bowl of crap!
Tonight has been a bowl of crap!
Tonight has been a bowl of crap!

I want some more dog food to eat,
So now I want to take a seat.
I pick the bag up by the strap,
And pur myself a bowl of crap.

Tonight has been a bowl of crap!
Tonight has been a bowl of crap!
Tonight has been a bowl of crap!
Tonight has been a bowl of crap!

Dodgin' Flak (Barousse/Miller/Nesbit/Raine/Trahan)

I'm an angry brown man, my name is Tyrone,
Don't fuck with me or I'll crush you like styrofoam!
I can move mountains, swim the 7 seas,
Everbody in the house wanna get with deez!
'Cause my nutz are paragons not talkin' 'bout Planters,
I don't go to church with Perry Sanders!
I'll spread you out like Country Crock,
I got the Vulcan death grip like Mr. Spock!
I pull tricks galore so that you'd think I'm Puck,
I'll set your ass on fire 'cause I don't give a fuck!
I be smooth I flow without fiasco,
My rhymes are so hot you think your drinkin' Tabasco!
It's about time I put you in your place,
Put a bomb in your pants, rearrange your face!
Sit back, relax, listen up sucka,
I'll tell you why I'm a pissed off motherfucker!

Go, go, fight, fight!
Go, go, fight, fight!
Go, go, fight, fight!
Go, go, fight, fight!
Go, go, fight, fight!
Go, go, fight, fight!
Go, go, fight, fight!
Go, go, fight, fight!

We got the guitar and we got the bass,
We got the drums and a pretty face!
Take a big shit, feelin' 10 pounds lighter,
I got more power than an X-wing fighter!
Al Gore was trippin', he told his pet ferret,
"If you got crack rock, good God man share it!"
Drinkin' malt liquor with my man Jeff B,
Learnin' 'bout brewin' in chemistry!
Me and my posse gettin' all the hoes,
We be pickin' up the beat like your pickin' your nose!
Everbody listen up to what I say,
'Cause I got class with a capital K!
I'm still pissed off and I'm Al Gore,
I ate a Big Mac and threw up on the floor!
I'm like Richard Pryor and I'm gettin' hazy,
I'm pissed off and I'm goin' stir crazy!

Go, go, fight, fight!
Go, go, fight, fight!
Go, go, fight, fight!
Go, go, fight, fight!
Go, go, fight, fight!
Go, go, fight, fight!
Go, go, fight, fight!
Go, go, fight, fight!

Edward Abel The Third (Miller)

Edward Abell,
The third!

Jimmy Chonga And The Chimmy Chonga (Miller)

Jimmy Chonga walked inside,
Packing pistols at his sides.
He said, "You better give me food,
Or else I'll have to get real rude."

Watcha' wanna eat?
A chimmy chonga!
Watcha' wanna eat?
A chimmy chonga!
Watcha' wanna eat?
A chimmy chonga!
Watcha' wanna eat?
A chimmy chonga!

Jimmy Chonga cleaned his plate,
And thought about the food he ate.
He then began to have a fit,
And blew up in a cloud of shit.

Watcha' wanna eat?
A chimmy chonga!
Watcha' wanna eat?
A chimmy chonga!
Watcha' wanna eat?
A chimmy chonga!
Watcha' wanna eat?
A chimmy chonga!

Ninja Gorilla Killa (Miller)

He's 8 feet tall and he's packing steel,
His hairy ass arms on your neck you'll feel.
He's a murderin' monster from outerspace,
He's on earth and he's going ape.

Ninja Gorilla, Ninja Gorilla,
Samurai sword in your head.
Ninja Gorilla, Ninja Gorilla,
A 2 ton hairball makes you dead.

He came froma distant galaxy,
And now he's chasing after me.
He's been being mean of late,
The real big mean arboreal primate.

Ninja Gorilla, Ninja Gorilla,
Samurai sword in your head.
Ninja Gorilla, Ninja Gorilla,
A 2 ton hairball makes you dead.

Karate chop, judo throw,
Butterfly kick, uppercut,
Samurai slice, shogun shot,
Then he eats a fuking banana.

A mutant ape from outer space,
Trying to rearrange my face.
Covered with hair and muscle bound,
His kung-fu makes my head spin around.

Ninja Gorilla, Ninja Gorilla,
Samurai sword in your head.
Ninja Gorilla, Ninja Gorilla,
A 2 ton hairball makes you dead.

Appeditee (Barousse)

I wish I had an ax,
Please don't cause alarm,
I'm just a little anxious,
I wanna cut off your arm.
I'm not gonna sit around,
Watch chickens lay an egg,
I wanna take action now,
It's time to break your leg.

I thought you had a concept,
Of where my wind blows,
Apparently you don't, so now,
I'll have to break your nose.
I can't believe your actions,
You make me so damned sick,
I've got the urge to deliver a kick,
Get my point across, square in the dick.

I wish I had an ax,
Please don't cause alarm,
I'm just a little anxious,
I wanna cut off your arm.
I'm not gonna sit around,
Watch chickens lay an egg,
I wanna take action now,
It's time to break your leg.

I thought you had a concept,
Of where my wind blows,
Apparently you don't, so now,
I'll have to break your nose.
I can't believe your actions,
You make me so fucking sick,
I've got the urge to deliver a kick,
Get my point across, square in the dick.

Maybe you don't like me,
Perhaps I have no class,
But soon you will be silenced,
When I shove this pickle up your ass.

Maybe you don't like me,
Perhaps I have no class,
But soon you will be silenced,
When I shove this pickle up your ass.

I thought you had a concept,
Of where my wind blows,
Apparently you don't, so now,
I'll have to break your nose.
I can't believe your actions,
You make me so fucking sick,
I've got the urge to deliver a kick,
Get my point across, square in the dick.

Baby Food For Chronos (Miller)

Instrumental

Guy Cuccio (Barousse/Miller/Raine)

Guy, Guy, Guy, Guy,
Cuccio!

Fuck The Fuckin' Fuckheads (Miller/Raine)

Fuck the fuckin' fuckheads,
Fuck 'em 'till they're blue.
Fuck the fuckin' fuckheads,
And fuck you too.
Fuck 'em with a blender,
Fuck 'em with a brick,
Fuck 'em with a thirty foot fried nanner,
And a stick.

Fuck the fuckin' fuckheads,
Fuck 'em 'till they're blue.
Fuck the fuckin' fuckheads,
And fuck you too.
Fuck 'em with a blender,
Fuck 'em with a brick,
Fuck 'em with a thirty foot fried nanner,
And a stick.

Stairs (Miller/Raine)

Walking down the stairs again,
With a flashlight in my hand,
Thinking of the things she said,
And the people that I met.
Thinking I can see it all,
I let the flashlight fall away,
I stumble and I trip and then,
I'm falling down the stairs again.

And I know that I'm gonna hit the bottom,
And I know that it' really gonna hurt.
And I know that I'm gonna hit the bottom,
And I know that it' really gonna hurt.

Lying on the floor again,
I think I broke my back in two,
I know for sure my leg is broken,
And I've gor a headache too.
I hope that she can pick me up,
And carry me back up the stairs.
I still can't seem to understand,
Just why those lights were off.

Stairs
Stairs (Sometimes they are carpeted)
Stairs (Stephen's dog sleeps on them)
Stairs (Sometime you might trip on them)
Stairs (It rhymes with pears)

Stairs
Stairs (Sometimes they are carpeted)
Stairs (Stephen's dog sleeps on them)
Stairs (You might trip on them sometime)
Stairs (It rhymes with pears)

And I know that I'm gonna hit the bottom,
And I know that it' really gonna hurt.
And I know that I'm gonna hit the bottom,
And I know that it' really gonna hurt.

I Don't Wanna Be Hit On The Head With No Lead Pipe (Miller)

I don't wanna be hit on the head with no lead pipe,
I'd rather not be smacked around with a two by four.
I don't wanna be bashed in by a baseball bat,
I'd rather run away and live in Mexico.

And there I'd be a fisherman, in a fishing village,
With a fishing life, and perhaps a fishing wife,
And I'd never have to think of you again,
I guess that would be okay.

I don't wanna be hit on the head with no lead pipe,
I don't wanna be sprayed in the eyes with an aerosol.
I don't wanna spend the rest of my life in an iron lung,
I'd rather rent a car and drive to Canada.

And there I'd go to Mounty school, and learn all of the Mounty rules,
I'd have my horse named Tarragon and ride around Saskatchewan.
And I'd never have to think of you again,
I guess that would be okay.

I don't wanna be hit on the head with no lead pipe,
I'd rather be rendered limb from limb.
I don't wanna have corckscrews driven deep into my face,
I'd rather sit at home and drink until I die.

And then I'd go to heaven but all access they'd deny,
And then I'd go to hell, and I'd meet you when you die.
So then we'd burn together forever,
I guess that would be okay.

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