The Hek-Atomic Cherries
Unreleased Songs
You stupid shit,
You silly slut,
You hippy disco fuck.
You stuttering worm,
You hairy sloth,
Uncoordinated fop.
Listen to me now,
And admit to me you suck.
Motherfuck! Motherfuck! Motherfuck!
I remember you,
And what we used to do,
And how we hit the road,
Presence good as gold.
How we screamed aloud,
Found shapes in the clouds,
What you couldn't say,
How I drove away.
Listen to it over and over again,
It's all that there is in the end,
We're all mother puppets,
We're all mother puppets.
Listen to it over and over again,
It's all that there is in the end,
We're all mother puppets,
We're all mother puppets.
I would like to know,
How to catch his show,
How to play that song,
Why he's got that gong.
I can't seem to see,
Who's sitting next to me,
I guess we all are blind,
Possibility makes us alive.
Listen to it over and over again,
It's all that there is in the end,
We're all mother puppets,
We're all mother puppets.
Listen to it over and over again,
It's all that there is in the end,
We're all mother puppets,
We're all mother puppets.
The Ballad Of Bob Putigny (Miller/Raine)
4 score and 20 years ago,
A woman had a baby.
She named that little baby Bob,
For her husband in the Navy.
Bob senior never saw his son,
'Cause he died in Midway.
So Miss Putigny raised up Bob,
And had a job at Friskee.
Bob didn't know his destiny,
Bob didn't know his fate.
Bob didn't realize his own power,
Until it was too late.
Bob went to public school,
Until he was fourteen.
Then he dropped out and got a job,
With the "merchant marines."
With this band they plundered ships,
Terror of the 7 seas.
This scurvy lot made ther base,
In the islands dubbed the Orkneys.
Bob loved to be a mariner,
On the seas he trod,
But little did Putigny know,
He'd soon become a god.
Bob Putigny,
How does it feel?
Bob Putigny,
Are you for real?
Wound up as agolden idol,
To Samoans you are vital.
Bob Putigny stayed on ship,
His scurvy crew went out on land.
When Bobby landed, all that remained,
Was 30 dead pirates in the sand.
A lost Samoan cannibal tribe,
Had killed the pirates where they trod,
And when they saw Bob's shiny head,
They thought Putigny was a god.
The Samoans loved to worship Bob,
Always by his side.
They always loved to worship him,
Until the day he died.
When Bobby finally passed away,
They cast a statue all of gold,
And it is worshiped to this day,
In rain or shine, hot or cold.
Driving down the highway, doing 85,
My dog was in the backseat and you were on my mind.
We left the doggy doctor, and crossed that bridge you know,
Hit the railing, started sailing and landed in the H 2 O.
1 oxygen, 2 hydrogen,
Ain't it great.
1 oxygen, 2 hydrogen,
In a saucer, bowl or plate.
I put some in a test tube, had some naphthalene.
H 2 O will not dissolve in cyclohexane.
It's good for thinning gravy, it's good for making soup,
It's good to drink it all alone, or share it in a group.
1 oxygen, 2 hydrogen,
Man it's got class.
1 oxygen, 2 hydrogen,
Pour yourself a glass.
Water's good for everyone, it makes your kidney's smile,
It'll keep your fish alive, for a little while.
It's something nice and bubbly, it makes your cola great,
But only when you mix H 2 O with carbonate.
H 2 O is great with lunch.
H 2 O is great with lunch.
H 2 O is great with lunch.
H 2 O is great with lunch.
H 2 O is fun to feel,
It's fun to feel, and it's mine.
Oscillation Overthruster (Miller/Raine)
Driving through the 8th dimension,
In my hyper souped up truck.
Lots of martians in this mountain,
Hope to God I don't get stuck.
I look under the chasie,
There's a brain-thing sitting there.
Neurosurgery is my hobby,
Playing trumpet is my flare.
How do you do, Buckaroo?
How do you do, Buckaroo?
How do you do, Buckaroo?
How do you do, Buckaroo?
Sitting on a little train,
My head flies through the wall.
Now all I do is play with crayons,
Write things on the wall.
I have a friend, his name is John,
He jumps up in the air.
The same old martian friend of mine,
Has rastafarian hair.
How do you do, Buckaroo?
How do you do, Buckaroo?
How do you do, Buckaroo?
How do you do, Buckaroo?
I got a call from Planet Ten.
I got a call from Planet Ten.
I got a call from Planet Ten.
I got a call from Planet Ten.
I got a call from Planet Ten.
I got a call from Planet Ten.
I got a call from Planet Ten.
I got a call from Planet Ten.
I got a call from Planet Ten.
I got a call from Planet Ten.
I got a call from Planet Ten.
I got a call from Planet Ten.
I got a call from Planet Ten.
I got a call from Planet Ten.
I got a call from Planet Ten.
I got a call from Planet Ten.
At a convention I lost my dad,
And the best brain that I ever had.
I chased those guys around all night,
I look like Pee-Wee Herman on a motorbike.
I hope that I can make the public see,
This great big martian conspiracy.
Some hunter gave the martians a second look,
Until they found an issue of my comic book.
How do you do, Buckaroo?
How do you do, Buckaroo?
How do you do, Buckaroo?
How do you do, Buckaroo?
When I shoot a martian dead, it has convulsions,
I have to infiltrate Yo-Yo Dine Propulsions.
When I get to Yo-Yo Dine, the martians will be beat,
John Warfen flies the martian ship with his 8th dimension feet.
I save the world, and no one cares,
The martians sit in real high charis.
I can't believe it's a box office flop,
I should have stuck with Robo Cop.
How do you do, Buckaroo?
How do you do, Buckaroo?
How do you do, Buckaroo?
How do you do, Buckaroo?
I speak, You speak,
You stop, I speak,
Words dig, Bone deep,
I tried, Can't sleep.
I'd like to go away from home,
I wanna be outside.
I'd like to go away from home,
I wanna be outside.
One step, Two steps,
Onward, No rest,
No sleep, No sex,
Still don't know, What's best.
I'd like to go away from home,
I y took a walk,