Hey You Wild Animals, Put Down That Meat

p 1992 Sac-o-Ligis Music

THANKS TO: edward abell; all of our brothers; the meat dingys; jason robira; mark budden; garrett; loula; emily; carson and his vet!; galactic spoon; chuck e. cheese; lauren; mountain dew; poncho's; stop signs; frosty the raccoon; stephen king; all those at the rice festival; the fringe; skitchy; all the satraps of the persian empire

All Music By the HEK-Atomic CHERRIES

All Lyrics By Wes & Stephen,
Except "Concrete Slab" by Stephen & Edward Abell

RECORDED AT THE BUTTHOLE/ OCT 2-4, 1992

PRODUCED AND MIXED BY STEPHEN MILLER

Attack Of The Killer T-Cups (Raine)

Here they come,
Here they come,
Everybody run.
Here they come,
Try to hide,
They're not on your side.
You can try to run just as fast as you can,
But you will never outrun this clan.

Here they come,
Here they come,
Everybody run.
Here they come,
Try to hide,
They're not on your side.
You can try to shake them off of your path,
But the next thing that you'll do is read your very own epitaph.

Pig Latin Song (Miller/Raine)

Histay ongsay otnay inai Englishai.
Histay ongsay otnay inai Englishai.
Histay ongsay otnay inai Englishai.
Histay ongsay isai inai Igpay Atinlay.

Histay ongsay otnay inai Renchfay.
Histay ongsay otnay inai Renchfay.
Histay ongsay otnay inai Renchfay.
Histay ongsay isai inai Igpay Atinlay.

Histay ongsay otnay inai Panishsay.
Histay ongsay otnay inai Panishsay.
Histay ongsay otnay inai Panishsay.
Histay ongsay isai inai Igpay Atinlay.

Histay ongsay otnay inai Hinescay.
Histay ongsay otnay inai Apenesejay.
Histay ongsay otnay inai Antonesecay.
Histay ongsay isai inai Igpay Atinlay.

Histay ongsay otnay inai Englishai.
Histay ongsay otnay inai Englishai.
Histay ongsay otnay inai Englishai.
Histay ongsay isai inai Igpay Atinlay.

Phalanx Of Cucumbers (Miller)

Dodging the little green slivers of terror,
Running as fast as I can from the pain.
Phalanx of cucumbers, stuck in my butt,
Oh why do I have to endure this again.

Concrete Slab (Abell/Miller)

I'm living my life on a concrete slab,
That floats in a river of mud.
There's no one else, I've got no friends,
My love life is a dud.
I haven't seen another face,
In fifty years,
And I don't have a thing to eat except,
Parakeet legs and beer.

Woe is me, woe is me,
Lots of mud is all that I see.
Woe is me, woe is me,
God this sucks.

All I do is sit alone,
My muscle turns to flab.
I wish I had some company,
On this goddamned concrete slab.
I wish I could eat something else like fried potato spuds.
But since I can't I might as well,
Go drown myself in mud.

Woe is me, woe is me,
Lots of mud is all that I see.
Woe is me, woe is me,
God this sucks.

Hippy Cheese (Miller)

Three months ago, Sir Percy the Great,
Left his apartment because he was late.
He had an appointment to buy some new glasses,
For that was his homework in glass buying classes.
And so great Sir Percy had traversed afar,
He had not a bicycle, nary a car.
He almost had purchased with relative ease,
If not for the antics of, Hippy Cheese.

Hippy Cheese!
Hippy Cheese!
Hippy Cheese!
Hippy Cheese!
Hippy Cheese!
Hippy Cheese!
Hippy Cheese!
Hippy Cheese!

Onan (Raine)

Onan!
Onan!
Onan!
I'll spill more than mud!

Anesthesia (Raine)

As the gas enters my lungs,
I feel the sleep and slumber come.
As the morphine drips into my veins,
The pain I felt is numbed again.
As the Valium starts to set in,
I feel the drowsiness again.
The final breath of gas is spent,
And the oxygen is gone.

Death is not a scary game,
As long as I don't have to live with the pain.
I will live for eternity,
If the anesthesia stays with me.
Life will be an easy game,
If the anesthesia stops the pain.
I will have a simple life if,
If the anesthesia is my wife.
Life would be such a travesty,
If the anesthesia were to leave me.

The Sofa That Ate My Brother (Miller/Raine)

We were sitting on the sofa,
Just watching TV,
When the sofa grabbed my brother,
And ate him right in front of me.

I hope the sofa had it's filler,
'Cause I don't wanna be it's dinner.
I fought it off with paint thinner.
It'll go to hell cause it's a sinner.

This is the sofa that ate my brother,
Not my father, sister or mother,
This is the sofa that ate my brother,
This is the sofa that ate my brother.

Wipe (Miller)

I was sitting in the bathroom,
When the light bulb just exploded,
So I shot the shower curtain,
With a gun that wasn't loaded.

We Like To Bathe And Dip Cats (Miller)

We like to bathe and dip cats, Woo-oo-o.
We like to bathe and dip cats, Woo-oo-o.
We like to bathe and dip cats, Woo-oo-o.
We like to bathe and dip cats, Woo-oo-o.

When we get a cat and throw that puppy in the vat,
I get this feeling that makes me warm and cozy.
That feeling lasts all day and makes me happy, light and gay,
I get that feeling from my head down to my toesies.

We like to bathe and dip cats, Woo-oo-o.
We like to bathe and dip cats, Woo-oo-o.
We like to bathe and dip cats, Woo-oo-o.
We like to bathe and dip cats, Woo-oo-o.
We like to bathe and dip cats, Woo-oo-o.
We like to bathe and dip cats, Woo-oo-o.
We like to bathe and dip cats, Woo-oo-o.
We like to bathe and dip cats, Woo-oo-o.

Trail Of The Loathsome Kine (Barousse/Raine)

Instrumental

I'm A Tree (Miller)

I'm a tree,
I think it's neat,
Dogs keep pissing on my feet,
Squirrels store nuts,
Inside my head,
If I fall over,
Then I'm dead.

I'm a tree, so leave me be.
I'm a tree, so just leave me alone.
I'm a tree, so leave me be.
I'm a tree, so just leave me alone.

I have leaves,
On my arms,
Caterpillars,
Do me harm,
When the wind blows,
My leaves fall down,
The root of the problem,
Lies in the ground.

I'm a tree, so leave me be.
I'm a tree, so just leave me alone.
I'm a tree, so leave me be.
I'm a tree, so just leave me alone.

People try to,
Cut me down,
This kind of action,
Makes me frown,
I want to make,
These people dead,
Drop and acorn,
On their head.

I'm a tree, so leave me be.
I'm a tree, so just leave me alone.
I'm a tree, so leave me be.
I'm a tree, so just leave me alone.

Muffin Poop (Raine)

Muffin Poop!
Muffin Poop!
Muffin Poop!
Muffin Poop!
Muffin Poop!
Muffin Poop!
Muffin Poop!
Muffin Poop!
Muffin Poop!
Muffin Poop!

Giggles The Cow Goes Scouting (Miller)

There once was a cow, named Giggles,
Who liked to run in circles while shouting,
'Till he got dizzy, and fell on his ass,
Which made him decide to go scouting.
So Giggles the cow, slipped out of the barn,
And did what he knew that he should.
He ran screaming, out of the pasture,
And took flight into the woods.

So Giggles was now, in the forest,
And he noticed the mammoth like trees,
So he studied the bark, and he studied the roots,
And he studied the little green leaves.
He studied a fat caterpillar, he studied a spidery web,
And then Giggles studied a mushroom,
But it turned out to be a toadstool,
And he forgot to wash his hands before he ate lunch.

So he died a gurgling, choking, painful, lonely death.
So he died a gurgling, choking, painful, lonely death.
The End.

Knifed Up The Ass (Miller/Raine)

I got up this morning,
I went to work.
Something was the matter,
Something hurt.
I went to the dentist,
My teeth were fine.
Then I got an X-ray,
Of my behind.

So then I noticed,
Boy did I notice,
I really noticed,
A big old knife.

I was knifed up the ass!
I was knifed up the ass!
I was knifed up the ass!
I was knifed up the ass!

I wanna get the damned thing,
Pulled from me,
But I can't afford,
The surgery.
It hurts so bad,
That I can't catch my breath.
And when I sleep,
I'm scared I'll bleed to death.

So then I noticed,
Boy did I notice,
I really noticed,
A big old knife.

I was knifed up the ass!
I was knifed up the ass!
I was knifed up the ass!
I was knifed up the ass!

Hey You Wild Animals, Put Down That Meat (Miller/Raine)

Hey you wild animals,
Put down that meat!

Bimbo Gumbo (Raine)

When I hear your voice,
All that I wanna do,
Is take all the anger bottled up inside of me,
And scream until my face turns blue.

When I see your face,
All that I wanna do,
Is take a loaded gun,
Point it at your head and shoot.

Pinochle Trauma (Miller)

Last night,
I went to sleep.
Light of my life,
Light of my life.

Last night,
I lost my feet.
Glint of the knife,
Glint of the knife.

List night,
I smothered a gnome.
Sucked out his eyes,
Sucked out his eyes.

This little piggy had none.
This little piggy had none.
Pinochle Trauma.
Pinochle Trauma.
Pinochle Trauma.
Pinochle Trauma.

96529Q (Miller/Raine)

I've got an eye in the back of my head,
When sparrows fly people wind up dead.
I've got a menacing chirping in my brain,
I do my best work when I'm in pain.
My house is burning and I don't understand,
Why I just stuck a pencil through my hand.
Endsville, Endsville, the tracks end there,
My evil twin is losing all his hair.

Tomorrow is a dark and stormy day.
Tomorrow is a dark and stormy day.
Tomorrow is a dark and stormy day.
Tomorrow is a Stark and dormy day.

My friend the professor smokes a pipe,
He has a Beetle but he lacks a life.
I do things with paperclips that I think are mean,
'Cause I could blame them on a Machine.
I keep having this recurring dream,
My nights are ended when I wake with a scream.
I hope that I can meet my brother today,
So sparrows can rip his flesh away.

Tomorrow is a dark and stormy day.
Tomorrow is a dark and stormy day.
Tomorrow is a dark and stormy day.
Tomorrow is a Stark and dormy day.

King Me, Bitch (Miller)

My sister has a wedding gown,
My checkerboard is upside down,
The silver spirals round and round,
So hey,
King me, Bitch.

My uncle's chair is made of wood,
His cheese souffle is really good,
Ronald Reagan is a hood,
So hey,
King me, Bitch.

The fillings in my teeth are gold,
My mother's dog is getting old,
A block of rice is really cold,
So hey,
King me, Bitch.

My cat is giving birth to mice,
I think I am a bowl of rice,
Now take me to where things are nice,
So hey,
King me, Bitch.

My sister has a wedding gown,
My checkerboard is upside down,
The silver spirals round and round,
So hey,
King me, Bitch.

My uncle's chair is made of wood,
His cheese souffle is really good,
Ronald Reagan is a hood,
So hey,
King me, Bitch.

The fillings in my teeth are gold,
My mother's dog is getting old,
A block of rice is really cold,
So hey,
King me, Bitch.

My cat is giving birth to mice,
I think I am a bowl of rice,
Now take me to where things are nice,
So hey,
King me, Bitch.

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