Dear Dirty, I'm a man strong and {n/a} And I live in a cave, using my blood to draw,blood to draw And I live in a cave, {n/a} Something I come up to, something I come up to Something I come up to, using my blood to draw the blood to draw animal,like the bull Dear Dirty, Then I go to find more things, Go for walks to find things I, I can use to make the tools to kill all these animals, or all these things Dear Dirty
You let me in your house You let me in your house You let me in your house with a hammer Set to tile or set to stone Tit for tat and bone for bone I'm goin' to set fire to your glamour
Well now rock that candy shop Rock that candy shop Rock that candy shop set it on fire Run away and watch it burn I've got to set fire to your glamour
Bah da dee'
Rock that candy shop Rock that candy shop Rock that candy shop set it on fire Run away watch it burn Smell the ashes in the air Of this silly game we're sure to tire
Well, you let me in your house You let me in your house You let me in your house with a hammer Set to tile or set to stone Tit for tat and bone for bone I'm goin' to set fire to your glamour Yes to your glamour Yes little mama, to your glamour To your'.
Let it rock Listen to me now let it rock, let it rock now
Wishing for contentment, hoping for relentment venting my resentment on the happy few
Awaiting resolution, and dreams of restitution finding retribution's just another thing to do
You've got to keep yourself busy, visit Aunt Lizzy just see how she's been But when you're making a late run two judgmental matrons retort, see what I mean?
A seeming reprobation, perhaps it's my vocation a nauseous elation comes to mind but it fades so soon
There was a time when I enjoyed vidalia there was no other fruit I dared my lips to touch my grandad he prescribed vidalia "for whatever ails ya" - heart disease, the grippe and such
But to yourself this medicine you'll properly expose the benefits of health, wealth, and respect Eat it like an apple of a deep-colored rose sweet victory will be yours to delect
But how my palate grows tired so sweet, so sweet, so sweet no thanks I'll take defeat
I remember a dark and smoky den Cheeks of roast beef bloody rare Oh, whiskey-edged faces of barrel-chested men And I'm feelin' small, weak and scared
I remember that nook, the way I shook pain hurts innocence be damned red with shame and red with pain we all sit down to eat our leg of lamb our leg of lamb... we all sit down to eat our leg of lamb
Step right on up, take a good good look at the latest pie that fate could cook this is no phenom, so supermarket guru just a revelation from me to you
So don't believe a thing that you might hear at least from the last 30 - 40 years cause it wasn't long ago just before the reign of Nero we had no concept of zero
So beware, children beware, the devil may care six little soldiers with stripes on their shoulders never with a thought to dare
So take aim, children take aim the drill sargeant sang with ample perspiration ordered stop your respiration and end the flow of oxygen to the brain
So wake up sleepyheads, listen what I have to say as you near your independence day just keep in mind, in time your find so few so few have your best interrests in mind
so don't believe a thing you might hear at least from the last 3 - 4,000 years 'cause is wasn't long ago just before the reign of Nero we had no concept of zero
so beware, children beware the devil may care... and maybe he's the only one
She's got a ham in her handbag, a pig in her purse She's got two-ply no-fly baby buggers She's got a burlap sack, she's on a voter parade She's gonna get some carob cigars and some lemonade No need to put your ear to the ground Dora Munch is coming to town
She puts eggs in her orange juice, coffee in her tea Puts olives in her jelly, says that's the way it's gonna be Ashes and mashes and dust and mustard Creamed spinach sandwich and she cuts the crusts off Don't let it show that you wanted some Dora Munch is coming to town
She's got a ham in her handbag, a pig in her purse She's got two-ply no-fly baby buggers She's got a burlap sack, she's on a voter parade She's gonna get some carob cigars and some lemonade No need to put your ear to the ground Dora Munch is coming to town
She puts eggs in her orange juice, coffee in her tea Puts olives in her jelly, says that's the way it's gonna be Ashes and mashes and dust and mustard Creamed spinach sandwich and she cuts the crusts off Don't let it show that you wanted some Dora Munch is coming to town, yes sir Dora Munch is coming to town, you heard me the first time Dora Munch is coming to town
Feetlips, why do you do that way? You know you'll have to pay for your making us nauseous
Feetlips, you know today's the day you turn the other way and you eat your galoshes
you thought Somepeople was a tragic name he was the easiest one to blame his weather systems tempered and tame till you catch wind of...
Feetlips...you're so brash waltzing around talking your trash no, you haven't been drinking you just talk without thinking it's what got you this far but it's not worth one dollar no it's not a boy quiet...quiet...quiet...quiet...quiet...quiet...quiet...
Feetlips, why do you do that way you know you'll have to pay...
Don't tell me anything...anyhow your contribution, proposed solution fails for now cause I can see your house from here now the leaves have fallen, dear you're such a little privateer as your confession draws mor enear
Don't sell me anything...of any kind your one time offer is so uncalled for you call it piece of mind but I don't want your life insurance home auto health fire insurance just make this basic inference employs a little common sense
Time and again I find I'm listless or rather fistless in time that's what I find Carry me to Mecca with what you may devine take me with you, take me with you, don't leave me behind
Don't tell me anything...anyhow your trite donation, commercialization won't hold water now 'cause I can see your ship from here now the weather's bright and clear you're such a little privateer as your confession draws near
Step right on up, take a good good look at the latest pie that fate could cook this is no phenom, so supermarket guru just a revelation from me to you
So don't believe a thing that you might hear at least from the last 30 - 40 years cause it wasn't long ago just before the reign of Nero we had no concept of zero
So beware, children beware, the devil may care six little soldiers with stripes on their shoulders never with a thought to dare
So take aim, children take aim the drill sargeant sang with ample perspiration ordered stop your respiration and end the flow of oxygen to the brain
So wake up sleepyheads, listen what I have to say as you near your independence day just keep in mind, in time your find so few so few have your best interrests in mind
so don't believe a thing you might hear at least from the last 3 - 4,000 years 'cause is wasn't long ago just before the reign of Nero we had no concept of zero
so beware, children beware the devil may care... and maybe he's the only one
Put a lid on it What's that you say? Put a lid on it Oh man, no way Put a lid down on it, and everything will be all right. Put a lid on it Don't hand me that Put a lid on it I'm all right, Jack Put a lid down on it, before somebody starts a fight.
Say, every time I turn it loose you cats Come down and cook my goose When I start I just can't stop But if you keep this up you're gonna blow your top! Put a lid on it Too late this time Put a lid on it I've got to get what's mine Put a lid down on it, and everything will be all right.
Well, grab your drink and clear a space I think it's time to torch this place Now the girl's in overdrive But some of your pals want to stay alive! I'll put a lid on it I'll put a lid down on it Save it for another night
I love the winter weather Because the two of us can get together There's nothing sweeter, finer When it's nice and cold I can hold Baby closer, to me Collecting all the kisses that are due me I love the winter weather Because I've got my love to keep me warm I love the winter weather Because the two of us can get together There's nothing sweeter, finer When it's nice and cold I can hold Baby closer, to me Collecting little kisses that are due me I love the winter weather Because I've got my love to keep me warm So warm
Well, I've got a friend Who lives across town Every year when Christmas rolls around He gives me my Christmas presents in a paper sack Two hours later he wants it back He's an Indian Giver! I ran to my momma I was hollerin' and crying She sent me to my poppa and I ain't lying He gave me some advice, It sounded all right But you know that he took it back later that night He's an Indian Giver! Gonna write Santy Claus a valentine Please Santy Claus won't you be mine? When you bring around the presents in a 'leven foot sack Please Mr. Santy don't take 'em back! Don't be no Indian Giver! Jim: Santa, is it really you? Santa: Why, yes Jim: I've been waiting for you all night, and look at all these presents! Are they for me, Santa? Santa: HO HO hooold on a minute now boy. I done check my list twice and you don't get no presents Jim: What list? Don't tell me you're takin' them back! Santa: How 'bout this nice lump of coal? Jim: Don't tell me you're an indian giver! Jim: (cries) Santa: HO HO HO Jim: Not Santa
But someone's got to go It's Christmas Eve, people But someone's got to go I never thought he'd have the nerve But that just shows you what I know He had a sweet and lonely voice How I wish that he had stayed He had a sweet and lonely voice How I wish that he had stayed But the dealer dealt the cards And the ace has done been played He used to talk about forever Forever and a day But when you get down to it Things just don't work out that way Merry Christmas Johnny Though you're leaving now The anticipation's better Than the real thing anyhow
