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we'll got to be about da bidnus - lyrics

All song lyrics © 2002 Mabitchess Music

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Alienx

Down by a rock Lights in a sky The aliens are high above Scaling over this strange world

One after one Implanting a numb I'm dead one second now i'm alive Something different implanted dream

Brand new sun Visible air Blue skies painted heaven above Beyond their canvas lies their eyes.


Chris Elliot

Chris Elliot is a funny funky man He can make magic happen with the wave of his hand

Chris Elliot the man's got style Got the comedic brightness that can shine for miles

Chris Elliot makes me happy Chris Elliot makes me laugh

He's got Andy Richter as the fisherman's boy In that movie that was number one cabin boy

Eatin' dog food on letterman Payin visits to conan o' brian

When i meet the dude i wont be rude Gonna tell him that he's a real cool dude


Scent of You, Woman

If you get most of your freshness from a package of massengill You must let down your lover unless the love is ill

The natural scent of you woman its why the world turns round You shoot that shit up inside you you bring tears to a clown

The natural scent of your body It aint a mystery All the animals base their scenses just like you and me

And just because of a man who said you smell like fish Just laugh in his face and push his head down 'cause seafood can make a real good dish.

The models that sell you the product make you feel so alone Like obsessive compulsive cleanliness is something we shouldn't disown

There are men in the world who will fight it and some are women too But they're just as good as a fairy tale and they all live in a shoe.

Don't Buy Douchebags.


Love Song

Darlin I got every reason to tell you that i love you Darlin i got every man's dream to kiss your tears away

Darlin its been eighteen years since i first said i love you But i don't don't wanna write a sweet love song today

The world has got me down Red meat lay on the ground And you will always stay here to see That i'm genuine even when i'm red meat on the ground

If you're ever down in the dumps i'll dive into the trash now If you're ever sick and lonely i'll be waiting in your grave

Darlin i'd do anthing to meet you in the end now, that's why i won't write you a sweet love song today

The world has got me down The weasel's running free And you will always love me and see That a love song is something that is just ain't me

If you're ever down in the dumps i'll dive into the trash now If you're ever sick and lonely i'll be waiting in your grave

Darlin i'd do anthing to meet you in the end now, that's why i won't write a sweet love song today


Last Breath

You can be having a peaceful day With sobering games to play When no one can cut you down And everyone turns to brown but you

But you can lose your head and send your world spinning round and round You'll have no lungs to breath You'll be stuck with a gasping frown for eternity

You can be driving your automobile On a hot summer shining day You can open up the top And stick your head out the roof for a pop okay

But you can lose your head and send your world spinning round and round You'll have no lungs to breath You'll be stuck with a gasping frown for eternity

When your face hits the ground Don't try to make a sound


Mr. Roper

Mr. Roper's got a smile that kicks my ass Makin all the jokes responding to his wife mrs. roper

Comin home from school Turnin on the t.v. Eating dinner watchin' reruns of three's company

Nothin' like those days when mr. roper saw me watchin' him watchin' me watch him smile on three's company

Stanley! Stanley! Stanley!


White People

There's white people everywhere i turn There's white people everywhere i see

There's white people on avenue b There's white people on avenue c there's white people just like me.

And it's a good thing when you're white The stars shine every night

New Mexico and Santa Fe


Hippy Festival

I wanna play at a hippy festival Hippy Boys and Hippy Girls dancin' to my music Gettin down trippin on lsd Sittin' round the campfire sippin on mushroom tea

You can trip hard and dance to a band that rocks

You can have a sticker and sign our mailing list You can check our website if your puter still exists

I wanna play heavy hard and lovingly I wanna play while you all run wild and free

You can trip hard and dance to a band that rocks

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