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from Ween - 12 Golden Country Greats (1996)
Fluffy
furry Buddy chewed his leg on the porch why'd you do it fluffy on the porch good dog fluffy o-old friend my pal fluffy's got his buddy on the porch penny she's my girlie she sits here with me on the porch penny looks so pretty on the porch penny takes fluffy for a walk out on the path fluffy chases the other doggies on the path but big sister penny kept fluffy back on the porch so me and fluffy and penny where on the porch |
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from Ween - 12 Golden Country Greats (1996)
i guess it's somethin' in mu brain
i need whiskey, ease the pain but it's early in the mornin' and i'm feelin' bad again but if you ever loved me you'll go easy on me now fix me up a cup of coffee and in a while i'll come around i think i spent the dog-food money but he'll love me just the same if you really love me baby help me scrape the mucus off my brain (solos) it's a shame when morning hurts i've seen bad and i've seen worse it's the nature of my bein' i took some money from your purse n'that Frenchman loves to party and i know he's not to blame but the way you're lookin' at me baby i just can't help but feel the shame i think i spent the dog-food money but he'll love me just the same and if you really love me baby help me scrape the mucus off my brain and if you really love me baby help me scrape the mucus off my brain |
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from Ween - 12 Golden Country Greats (1996)
i don't wanna leave you on the farm
i don't wanna leave you on the farm i don't wanna go oh, just so ya know i don't wanna leave you on the farm days go by and i'm still high but you know i'm thinkin' about you corn's turned brown the eves fall to the ground it's a sound that reminds me of you i don't wanna leave you on the farm i don't wanna leave you on the farm i don't wanna go oh, just so ya know i don't wanna leave you on the farm no telephone to call you at home i'm alone on the throne go get somethin' hey, thanks for nothin' i'll keep truckin' and gettin' myself stoned i don't wanna leave you on the farm i don't wanna leave you on the farm i don't wanna go oh, just so ya know i don't wanna leave you on the farm days go by and i'm still high but you know i'm thinkin' about you corn's turned brown the eves fall to the ground it's a sound that sticks like glue. |
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from Ween - 12 Golden Country Greats (1996)
I'm flyin (flying)
in a frame of my mind that time cannot erase i'm seein' (seein') the future, the past as i lay the present to waste i'm scopin' (scopin') all these feelings i have and hopin' for them to come true and i'm holdin' something more precious than fine ore, baby i'm holdin' you i'm breathin' (breathin') the fumes of the grid that rid my lobe of oxygen i'm climbin' (climbin') the walls to where good and evil make a mends i'm trippin writhin' and squealing, pewkin' looking for someone like you and i'm holdin' something more precious than fine ore, baby i'm holdin' you (solos) I'm flyin' (flyin') in a frame of my mind that time cannot erase i'm seein' (seein') the future, the past as i lay the present to waste i'm scopin' (scopin') all these feelings i have and hopin' for them to come true and i'm holdin' something more precious than fine ore, baby i'm holdin' you and i'm holdin' somethin' more precious than fine ore, baby i'm holdin' you |
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from Ween - 12 Golden Country Greats (1996)
like a japanese cowboy
or a brother on skates like a blizzard in Georgia or a train runnin' late i call out your name girl in the heat of the night and nobody answers coz somethin' ain't right breakfast at Shawny's at $2.99 saved me me some money and eased up my mind i'm walkin' in circles and feelin' the pain i'm tossin' and turnin' and cryin' in vain like a japanese cowboy or a brother on skates like a blizzard in Georgia or a train runnin' late i call out your name girl in the heat of the night and nobody answers coz somethin' ain't right here we go.. (solo) i'm ridin' at midnight and crossin' the line from the rain in my windshield and the tears in my eyes now the bedroom is empty and i spent my last dime and the lovers are leavin' i got nothin' but time i got you on my mind like a japanese cowboy or a brother on skates like a blizzard in Georgia or a train runnin' late i call out your name girl in the heat of the night and nobody answers coz somethin' ain't right |
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from Ween - 12 Golden Country Greats (1996)
mister richard smoker
you're a poopey poker chardonnay & cocaine in the spa cigarettes and coffee breath little boys on crystal meth tonight we'll tango in the street you eat dog meat mister richard smoker you're a chicken choker tonight you're gonna let it all hang out pantihose and aqua net smokin' menthol cigarettes tonight we'll tango in the street you eat dog meat smoke! (solos) you eat dog meat mister richard smoker you're an Ono Yoker cognac and black coffee with the boys dancin' in your buster browns whirlin' to the techno sounds your hands are wet your hair is slick you smoke big dick mister richard smoker you're a velvet coker Bruce and Geoff will pick you up at ten goin' out dancin' in the city friday night gotta look pretty tonight we'll tango in the street you eat dog meat |
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from Ween - 12 Golden Country Greats (1996)
my dinner's on fire while she watches tv
and if you ever wondered what it's like to be me she takes all my money and leaves me no smokes yells at my buddies and insults my folks i'm breaking my back doin the best i can she's got time for the dog and none for her man well i'm no dope, but i can't cope so hit the fuckin road and piss up a rope chorus you can.... piss up a rope and you can put on your shoes hit the road get truckin pack your bag, i don't need the agg on your knees you big booty bitch start suckin you ride my ass like a horse and a saddle now you're up shits creek with a turd for a paddle and i can't cope, piss up a rope you can piss up a rope and feel the pissy dribble you can piss up a rope and watch me giggle for the last 6 months i've been packing your bag you can wash my balls with a warm wet rag till my balls feel smooth and soft like silk i'm sick of your mouth and your 2% milk and i'm no dope, but i've lost all hope so hit the fuckin road and piss up a rope chorus x3 |
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from Ween - 12 Golden Country Greats (1996)
powder blue
powder blue what can ya do she's powder blue powder blue powder blue what can ya do she's powder blue i'll be true (ba baa) my powder blue (powder blue) it's all for you (ba baa) it's all for you and ya know it powder blue powder blue the seventh sun of Orion with me too oh powder blue how do you do? come walk with me now powder blue powder blue (ba baa) powder blue (powder blue) it's all for you (ba baa) it's all for you you can feel that powder blue oh powder blue i've got this feeling powder blue oh powder blue powder blue it's in my head for you i'll be true (ba baa) my powder blue (powder blue) it's all for you (ba baa) it's all for you (solos) bobby ogdin on the piano ...thanks bobby mr charlie mccoy.. harmonica ...ah charlie russ hicks.. steel guitar and ladies & gentlemen... i'd like to present.. Mohammed Ali |
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from Ween - 12 Golden Country Greats (1996)
there's a sweater wearin'
coat totin' boot footin' good lookin' man on town there's a smooth-talkin' funny walkin' dude around there's a pretty girl and she sees him walkin' looking him up and down she thinks she'd like to roll and rock him turn his life around there's a scum-suckin' lip pucking fat ol' truck drivin' man on town there's a boot lickin' high tickin' dude around there's a pretty girl and he sees her walkin' looking her up and down he'd like for her to roll and rock him turn his life around (solos) there's a sweater wearin' coat totin' boot footin' good lookin' man on town there's a smooth-talkin' funny walkin' dude around there's a pretty girl and she sees him walkin' looking him up and down she thinks she'd like to roll and rock him turn his life around turn his life around turn his life around |
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from Ween - 12 Golden Country Greats (1996)
bless the father bless the son
cross your heart cos you're the one collectin' moon-beams in the mornin' curvy sticks and wooden poles assistin' you in pluggin' holes plug them holes till you see straight through to the mind's eye think about it turn around and go back to the quiet sound of Jim and Dan prancin' round the pool you were the fool and i feel sorry for you you were the fool but there's something you can do you can wash your arm in a pool of mud you can chop a tree prevent a flood you can speak with a turtle just by flippin' him around you can build a boat sail the sea you can buy a moat forge a key initiate the sequence create catastrophe think about it turn around and go back to the quiet sound of Jim and Dan prancin' round the pool you were the fool and i feel sorry for you you were the fool but there's something you can do bless the father bless the son cross your heart cos you're the one collectin' moon-beams in the mornin' curvy sticks and wooden poles assistin' you in pluggin' holes plug them holes till you see straight through to the mind's eye think about it turn around and go back to the quiet sound of Jim and Dan prancin' round the pool you were the fool and i feel sorry for you you were the fool but there's something you can do you were the fool |
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from Ween - The Mollusk (1997)
A child without an eye
Made her mother cry Why ask why? She kept her child clean On Buckingham Green The children saw the eye As a sign from God decending from the sky It was alright to dream Of Buckingham Green Summon the queen Spoke the child of eye It's time to fly turning fire to steam On Buckingham Green A child without an eye Made her mother cry Why ask why? She kept her child clean On Buckingham Green |
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from Ween - The Mollusk (1997)
Cold blows the wind over my true love
Cold blows the drops of rain I never had but one true love And in Camville he was slain I'll do as much for my true love as any young girl may I'll sit and weep down by his grave for twelve month and one day But when twelve months were come and gone This young man he arose What makes you weep down by my grave I can't take my repose One kiss, one kiss of your lily white lips one kiss is all I crave One kiss, one kiss of your lily white lips and return back to your grave My lips they are as cold as my clay My breath is heavy and strong If thou was to kiss my lily white lips Thy days would not be long Oh don't you remember the garden grove where we used to walk Pluck the finest flower of them all, twill wither to a stalk Go fetch me a nun from the dungeon deep And water from a stone And white milk from a maiden's breast, That babe ere never known Go dig me a grave both long, wide and deep as quickly as you may I'll lie down in it and take one sleep for twelve month and one day Cold blows the wind over my true love Cold blows the drops of rain I never had but one true love And in Camville he was slain I'll do as much for my true love as any young girl may I'll sit and weep down by his grave for twelve month and one day |
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from Ween - The Mollusk (1997)
I'll be your jonny on the spot
I'll be your jonny on the spot My daddy died, left me all he's got I'll be your jonny on the spot I get up early in the morn I get up early in the morn I slop the pigs, momma shucks the corn I get up early in the morn I got a chevy with a mopar cam I got a chevy with a mopar cam I got a chevy with a-mopar-cam I'll be your jonny on the spot I'm goin' down |
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from Ween - The Mollusk (1997)
Are my lemons tied?
Is my hair in place? Have I got a cute expression on my face? Are my shoes all shined? I try to keep in line when I'm dancing in the show tonight Does my shuffle step really look so good? Am I doing it the way you think I should? Would it be amiss if I blew a kiss when I'm dancing in the show tonight? Showtime now is getting nearer and I'm getting scared wish I could see in the mirror if I'm all prepared First you take a step then you point your toe hope I know it like I did a week ago Am I standing straight? I can hardly wait till I'm dancing in the show tonight Showtime now is getting nearer and I'm getting scared wish I could see in the mirror if I'm all prepared First you take a step then you point your toe hope I know it like I did a week ago Am I standing straight? I can hardly wait till I'm dancing in the show tonight |
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from Ween - The Mollusk (1997)
I'll be your jonny on the spot
I'll be your jonny on the spot My daddy died, left me all he's got I'll be your jonny on the spot I get up early in the morn I get up early in the morn I slop the pigs, momma shucks the corn I get up early in the morn I got a chevy with a mopar cam I got a chevy with a mopar cam I got a chevy with a-mopar-cam I'll be your jonny on the spot I'm goin' down... |
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from Ween - The Mollusk (1997)
I lick my brain in silence
Rather squeeze my head instead Midget man provoking violence Listen not to what I said I said please calm it down Everything is turning brown CHORUS Mutilated lips give a kiss on the wrist Of the worm like tips of tentacles expanding In my mind, I'm fine, accepting only fresh brine You can get another drop of this, yeah you wish... [repeat] Laughing lady living lover Ooo you sassy frassy lassie Find me the skull of Haile Sellase, I... Give me shoes so I can tapsy Tap all over this big world Take my hand you ugly girl [chorus |
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from Ween - The Mollusk (1997)
Ocean man
Take me by the hand lead me to the land that you understand Ocean man The voyage to the corner of the globe is a real trip Ocean man The crust of a tan man embibed by the sand Soaking up the thirst of the land Ocean man Can you see through the wonder of amazement at the oberman Ocean man The crust is elusive when it casts forth to the childlike man Ocean man The sequence of a life form braised in the sand Soaking up the thirst of the land |
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from Ween - The Mollusk (1997)
Did you ever seen a whale with a polka dot tail
Did you ever seen a man with eight fingers on his hand Did you have to dry your eye when you saw that puppy fly Oh no, tell me it ain't so... Have you ever tried to shrink like an ice cube in the sink Have you ever tried to see what lies hidden in the tree Have you ever made a plan and squished it in your hand Oh no, tell me it ain't so... Billy (Repeat verse two) (Repeat verse one |
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from Ween - The Mollusk (1997)
Three men's all there were
Three men out at sea Three men came aboard my ship And took my true love from me I couldn't believe She wanted to leave She wanted to leave I've loved you so long Since you were a child I've cared for your every need I've tried to make you smile When all the while You wanted to leave You wanted to leave Go gather the guns We'll blast them at sea She begged for me not to shoot For "my true love is here with me I've never loved thee And now I must leave And now I must leave" So go fetch a bottle of rum dear friends And fill up my glass to the rim For I'm not the man I used to be Now I'm one of them |
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from Ween - The Mollusk (1997)
Get off my ass you wee bitty fuck
if I pull out the claymore you're shit outta luck who's that girl, that pretty young thing after I fuck her she'll get up and sing Aye Aye Aye sharpen your boot, and bludgeon your eye Aye Aye Aye the Blarney Stone brings a tear to me eye down to the pub for a two shilling ale the bread on the counter is going stale if I don't get some fresh bread soon gonna punch you in your face and bark at the moon Aye Aye Aye sharpen your boot, and bludgeon your eye Aye Aye Aye the Blarney Stone brings a tear to me eye Aint got no girl 'cuz I haven't the time got too many other things on me mind Patty was nice she was pale and cute but I threw her away like an old piece of fruit Aye Aye Aye sharpen your boot, and bludgeon your eye Aye Aye Aye the Blarney Stone brings a tear to me eye got ooze in my pores my feet are all wet got mold in my ears but I ain't dead yet got stones in me bladder got a crack in me head when Patty starts cryin' this is what I said Aye Aye Aye sharpen your boot, and bludgeon your eye Aye Aye Aye the Blarney Stone brings a tear to me eye |
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from Ween - The Mollusk (1997)
Sitting alone in the den
Watching the eel Help me find my way home Watching the eel Burrows it's head in the sand Daylight has come There shall be rest in a while Daylight has come I can not repeal The words of the golden eel Who can explain all these thoughts Racking my mind An endless barrage of shit Racking my mind The eel offered his help I can't understand Speaking it's truth from the bank Now I can see I cannot repeal the words of the golden eel I cannot repeal the words of the golden eel I cannot reveal the words of the golden eel |
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from Ween - The Mollusk (1997)
Hey little boy, whatcha got there?
kind sir it's a mollusk i've found did you find it in the sandy ground? does it emulate the ocean's sound? yes I found it on the ground emulating the ocean's sound bring forth the mollusk cast unto me let's be forever let forever be free Hey little boy come walk with me and bring your new found mollusk along does it speaketh of the trinity can it gaze at the sun with its wandering eye yes it speaks of the trinity casting light at the sun with its wandering eye bring forth the mollusk, cast unto me let's be forever let forever be free You see there are three things that spur the mollusk from the sand the waking of all creatures that live on the land and with just one faint glance, back into the sea the mollusk lingers, with it's wandering eye |
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from Ween - The Mollusk (1997)
I'm waving my dick in the wind
waving my dick in the wind if it all goes right, I'll be in your arms tonight but I'm wavin' my dick in the wind I'm lost in the sauce once again I'm lost in the sauce once again If I make it through the night everything will be alright but I'm lost in the sauce once again Its been 97 days since i've laid my head beside you and a million miles of highway in between there's some red and blue lights that are shinin' right behind me and that pig's a pretty mean bastard You should have seen old Jimmy Wilson dance you should have seen old Jimmy Wilson dance give that boy a dime and you could have a chance to see old Jimmy Wilson dance dance Jimmy... I've got a real good feelin bout' old Jimmy Wilson sho' nuff' he's got what it takes do another number for me please won't ya Jimmy cause you're a really good dancer... Im wavin my dick in the wind |
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from The X-Files (엑스파일) by Mark Snow [omnibus, ost] (1998)
Looking up to the sky Made me realize; made me want to fly To a place far away Where they're singing songs and making love all day Somewhere beyond the sun Where an adam splits and announces a tongue : So don't you be late I see the beacon light and it's on So strap on my jammy pack Fuel it up, 'cause I'm gone The people all dance With their big long arms and a peach in their pants Picking fruit from the sky As the demon ship goes passing them by I'm not sure if it's love But it's coming down from the heavens above : So don't you be late I see the beacon light, and it's on So strap on that jammy pack Fuel it up, 'cause I'm gone So don't you be late I see the beacon light, and it's on So strap on that jammy pack Fuel it up, 'cause I'm gone |
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from Ween - Paintin`The Town Brown/ Ween Live 90-98 (1999)
Is it alive, does it writhe
Can it survive under the sun? I can't put my finger on it. Is it green, is it red Is it alive or is it dead I can't put my finger on it Scathe with a lathe All the days in the past I can't put my finger on it Is it brown, is it white Is it really outta sight I can't put my finger on it Can it squeal, does it squirm If it's fresh will it burn? I can't put my finger on it Can it fly, will it try If the wings are still wet? I can't put my finger on it Can it heal, is it real Can it feel the threads of time? I can't put my finger on it Does it glow, will it shine Does it leave a trail of slime I can't put my finger on it Are you surprised when I touch the dwarf inside? <i>[Repeat three times]</i> <i>[Repeat first verse]</i> |
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from Ween - Paintin`The Town Brown/ Ween Live 90-98 (1999)
like a japanese cowboy
or a brother on skates like a blizzard in Georgia or a train runnin' late i call out your name girl in the heat of the night and nobody answers coz somethin' ain't right breakfast at Shawny's at $2.99 saved me me some money and eased up my mind i'm walkin' in circles and feelin' the pain i'm tossin' and turnin' and cryin' in vain like a japanese cowboy or a brother on skates like a blizzard in Georgia or a train runnin' late i call out your name girl in the heat of the night and nobody answers coz somethin' ain't right here we go.. (solo) i'm ridin' at midnight and crossin' the line from the rain in my windshield and the tears in my eyes now the bedroom is empty and i spent my last dime and the lovers are leavin' i got nothin' but time i got you on my mind like a japanese cowboy or a brother on skates like a blizzard in Georgia or a train runnin' late i call out your name girl in the heat of the night and nobody answers coz somethin' ain't right |
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from Ween - Paintin`The Town Brown/ Ween Live 90-98 (1999)
mister richard smoker
you're a poopey poker chardonnay & cocaine in the spa cigarettes and coffee breath little boys on crystal meth tonight we'll tango in the street you eat dog meat mister richard smoker you're a chicken choker tonight you're gonna let it all hang out pantihose and aqua net smokin' menthol cigarettes tonight we'll tango in the street you eat dog meat smoke! (solos) you eat dog meat mister richard smoker you're an Ono Yoker cognac and black coffee with the boys dancin' in your buster browns whirlin' to the techno sounds your hands are wet your hair is slick you smoke big dick mister richard smoker you're a velvet coker Bruce and Geoff will pick you up at ten goin' out dancin' in the city friday night gotta look pretty tonight we'll tango in the street you eat dog meat |
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from Ween - Paintin`The Town Brown/ Ween Live 90-98 (1999)
Mister, would you please help my pony?
He's over there behind the tree He's down in the dirt, would ya help him? I think it's his lung Mister would you please help my pony? He's chewin' bark and not the leaves He's cryin' like a baby, would you help him? I think it's his lung Mister, would you please help my pony? He's down - He ain't gettin' up He coughed up snot in the driveway And I think his lung's fucked up Pony, Pony, Pony Mister, would you please help my pony? He's over there lookin' at me He can't talk because he's a pony I think it's his lung <i>[Repeat first verse]</i> |
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from Ween - Paintin`The Town Brown/ Ween Live 90-98 (1999)
Shakin' that stick and drivin' me crazy Your eyes look red and hazy Doin' that stuff that you do Messin' me up with your voodoo You drive me crazy with that Boogie oogie oogie oogie oogie You drive me crazy with that Boogie boogie boogie Your lips are hot and spicy Servin' up red beans and rice At midnite she's a' howlin' and stompin' Makin' love to the gators in the swampin' ( ) I feel you now inside me Never once did you deny me Doin' that stuff that you do Knockin' me out with your voodoo |
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from Dude, Where's My Car? (내 차 봤냐?) by David Kitay [ost] (2000)
Shakin' that stick and drivin' me crazy Your eyes look red and hazy Doin' that stuff that you do Messin' me up with your voodoo You drive me crazy with that Boogie oogie oogie oogie oogie You drive me crazy with that Boogie boogie boogie Your lips are hot and spicy Servin' up red beans and rice At midnite she's a' howlin' and stompin' Makin' love to the gators in the swampin' ( ) I feel you now inside me Never once did you deny me Doin' that stuff that you do Knockin' me out with your voodoo |
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from Ween - White Pepper (2000)
Reaching out now and I touch your face
Please believe I'm only traveling Like seeking wonder from a foreign place It matters not from where I'm coming And the snow so light is bleeding We sleep so tight when we're breathing Calm a little pint of soul - creeping Calm the light - let me fly - Back to Basom (call is waiting, contemplate a thread already spun) Calm the light - let me fly - Back to Basom (should you carry what you are is cooked until it's done) (instrumental break) Left to locate the last trace of waste I picked it up and it was smiling Just like the dancer who has lost her leg She laughs alone but then she's crying And the snow so light is bleeding We sleep so tight when we're breathing Calm a little pint of soul - creeping Calm the light - let me fly - Back to Basom (call is waiting, contemplate a thread already spun) Calm the light - let me fly - Back to Basom (should you carry what you are is cooked until it's done) |
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from Ween - White Pepper (2000)
Sancho brought a message from the Fat Man
"Sorry, boy, to leave you high and dry, but I went to see my mom in Ensenada, and I left a little something to help the time go by Just a little something to help to keep you high" Bananas & Blow (oh - oh), Bananas & Blow Stuck in my cabana, living on Bananas & Blow Now the rainy season reminds me of Maria The way she danced, the color of her hair Now I'm locked inside a stall at the cantina Eating the bananas and the cocaine off the mirror Looking for a ticket to take me away from here Bananas & Blow (oh - oh), Bananas & Blow Stuck in my cabana, living on Bananas & Blow (guitar solo) Bananas & Blow (oh - oh), Bananas & Blow Stuck in my cabana, living on Bananas & Blow |
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from Ween - White Pepper (2000)
I'm goin' crazy - trying to keep you sane
Taking my prescriptions, and forging my name I was happy this morning You finally got yourself dressed Eating raw bacon It's OK, I was still impressed I love you - even if you don't You've got your knife up to my throat Why do you want to see me bleed? Rooting through the garbage For treasures in the trash pile Seeing my expression Would always make you smile Please don't touch my phone book My friends are getting pissed off Wake 'em in the morning Acting like a jerk off I love you - even if you don't You've got your knife up to my throat Why do you want to see me bleed? (guitar solo) I love you - even if you don't You've got your knife up to my throat Why do you want to see me bleed? |
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from Ween - White Pepper (2000)
Let's begin
With the past in front And all the things You really don't care about now It'd be exactly where I'm at And to think You got a grip Look at yourself Your lips are like two flaps of fat They go front and back and flappity flap I'm all staged It's all an act I'm really scared that I may fall back on the abstract It'd be exactly where I'm at If you're to be The roaming eye Pry it open and let me tell you why it sees The harsh realities |
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from Ween - White Pepper (2000)
I recall a time when we were lovers
Before you, I hadn't any others When the bad times came along I turned and you had gone From the start, I loved you, I was wrong Falling out, it's the end May as well have never been The cards are up, the chips are all cashed in You won't see me again Don't consider me your friend Falling out - look away - it's the end Always thought of you as my big brother Never knew we couldn't trust each other Two faces I could see, as you shook my money tree There's no more "you & me" let it be Falling out, it's the end And I lose another friend The cards are up, the chips are all cashed in You won't see me again Don't consider me your friend Falling out - look away - it's the end (solo) Falling out, it's the end May as well have never been The cards are up, the chips are all cashed in You won't see me again Don't consider me your friend Falling out - look away - it's the end |
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from Ween - White Pepper (2000)
Everything that you are,
that you'd like to be Will come in three, my friend Times thine inequity The flutes of the chi Will sound again, my friend Wrap yourself up in gold, The fruits of the old, Are ripe to be told, my friend For, it's not what you are, How you've come to be All this will will end and begin again (solos) Everything that you are, that you'd like to be Will come in three, my friend Times thine inequity, The flutes of the chi Will sound again, my friend |
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from Ween - White Pepper (2000)
Pandy Fackler was a working girl
Living alone in another world Of picket fences and a white faade Sucking dicks under the Promenade She was almost in a coma - from doing the Bossa Nova And the Funky Cold Medina - man, I wish you coulda seen her Poor little Pandy is doing the best she can Eating cotton candy from the garbage can First to come and the last to go I met her backstage after the 2nd show Two lonely people on a summer night We weren't in love but it was still alright I held her close and she squeezed me tight - my Pandy! (solos) |
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from Ween - White Pepper (2000)
Janey came back from the stand
Smiling With the writing of Kafka in hand And a bunny in a can Slipping and sliding You feel yourself asking her Why would you want me to try? Squeezing your wrist and she's pulling you closer Down where the devils are dying with laughter Then led to a place where there's no form of pleasure She blows you a kiss from her lips She's your baby Those below us can not be renounced Cause they're talking And for once I wish they'd shut up their mouths Lock their doors and stay in the house And while you're inside there You might want to question the fact That you're not quite the same And look to the room where she's keeping so quiet A million layers of crust and deposit Blanket the seasons and bury the reasons You told her that this was for good She's your baby |
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from Ween - White Pepper (2000)
In the morning sun, I couldn't tell you
I couldn't tell you so many things About how much I really love you About how much you really mean So far away but it's so easy to see you When I'm away I want to put my arms around you And I want to know - do you feel the same way? 'Cause if you do I want to stay forever And I want to know - do you feel the same way? 'Cause if you do I want to stay forever With you So many colors that surround you Some so bright I can hardly see A light reflects on all the things that make you real Things that make you truly free So far away but it's so easy to see you When I'm away I want to put my arms around you And I want to know - do you feel the same way? 'Cause if you do I want to stay forever And I want to know - do you feel the same way? 'Cause if you do I want to stay forever With you |
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from Ween - White Pepper (2000)
light up the wheels and go for broke
stomp that pedal with a sniftin stroke smack that roadblock caught in a pickle i'm gonna hit that line like old dick trickle well my motor's fine and this train's on time and when i cross that line i'm gonna make you mine i'm stroker ace-stroker ace-stroker ace well it smells like poop and it sure looks crappy gotta get back to north pappy flappy well it's one a.m. and i'm rollin' in the car now gonna hit last call down at the bar now got a shammy in my pocket and it's burnin' a hole stick it the floor and watch me roll well my motor's fine and this train's on time and when i cross that line i'm gonna make you mine i'm stroker ace-stroker ace-stroker ace well it smells like poop and it sure looks crappy gotta get back to north pappy flappy |
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from Ween - White Pepper (2000)
sometimes the ones you hold so close can make you cry
but it's a pain in the ass to let 'em go with a battered wish you hoped that the monkey wore a tie but it's no surprise to find he don't put the pointed pencil in the pepper-po and take a little sniff of the things below bring it to a boil and simmer low put the noodle on the griddle as it climbs the Grobe watch the worker shield his heart from the world outside didn't get a chance to let him know Alsace is spinning fast and wine mixed with the tide please don't let my brain explode put the pointed pencil in the pepper-po and take a little sniff of the things below bring it to a boil and simmer low put the noodle on the griddle as it climbs the Grobe |
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from Road Trip (2000)
Shakin' that stick and drivin' me crazy Your eyes look red and hazy Doin' that stuff that you do Messin' me up with your voodoo You drive me crazy with that Boogie oogie oogie oogie oogie You drive me crazy with that Boogie boogie boogie Your lips are hot and spicy Servin' up red beans and rice At midnite she's a' howlin' and stompin' Makin' love to the gators in the swampin' ( ) I feel you now inside me Never once did you deny me Doin' that stuff that you do Knockin' me out with your voodoo |
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from Ween - Chocolate & Cheese (2005)
Baby Bitch: It's been a while since I've seen you smile But now you've come back again Came into the room and you saw my girl And you asked her how long it's been "A year" she said and you shook your head Said "I'm surprised it's gone on that long" Baby, Baby, Baby Bitch For words I am at a loss Baby, Baby, Baby Bitch I'm better now please fuck off What else you gonna say when while you're back on your stay Maybe something, maybe nothing, we'll see It's just too bad, you're beautiful I guess I wasn't for you and you weren't for me Baby, Baby, Baby Bitch Please slip back into yourself Baby, Baby, Baby Bitch Go conquer someone else People say, "How beautiful, how sweet, how kind" You're perfect, you've got nothing to hide But I, for one, have seen the sun And the bitch that you've locked up inside Got fat, got angry, started hating myself Wrote "Birthday Boy" for you babe Now I'm skinny and sick and paranoid Without a cent to my name Baby, Baby, Baby Bitch Fuck you, you stinkin' ass ho Most beauty I've seen you come from a dream But I can't close my eyes anymore No, I can't close my eyes anymore |
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from Ween - Chocolate & Cheese (2005)
Buenas tardes amigo
Hola, my good friend Cinco de Mayo's on Tuesday And I hoped we'd see each other again You killed my brother last winter You shot him three times in the back In the night I still hear mama weeping Oh mama, still dresses in black I looked at every fiesta For you I wanted to greet Maybe I'd sell you a chicken With poison interlaced with the meat You... you look like my brother Mama loved him the best He was head honcho with the ladies Mama always said he was blessed The village all gathered around him They couldn't believe what they saw I said it was you that had killed him And that I'd find you and upstand the law The people of the village believed me Mama... she wanted revenge I told her I'd see that she was honored I'd find you and put you to death So now... now that I've found you On this such a joyous day I tell you it was me who killed him But the truth I'll nevver have to say Buenas tardes amigo Hola, my good friend Cinco de Mayo's on Tuesday And I hoped we'd see each other again |
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from Ween - Chocolate & Cheese (2005)
Candi
Custard and berry Candi Peaches and creme Candi Glazing and cherry Candi Spicy and sticky Candi Chocolate with cheese Candi Custard and berry Candi Peaches and creme Candi Glazing and cherry Candi Custard and berry Candi Peaches and creme Candi Glazing and cherry Candi Chocolate with cheese Candi, Candi Candi, Candi |
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from Ween - Chocolate & Cheese (2005)
Don't you ever think of me
When you're outside strollin' Don't you ever wave the flag When we're rockin' and rollin' But don't shit where you eat, my friend Who said it was hard to climb A peak that you can't see I tell ya it's an easy thing When it's you and me Don't shit where you eat, my friend A little food and a little drink uh huh Nothin' too fancy Lamb, veal, and some good ole wine This is the life for me But don't shit where you eat, my friend |
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from Ween - Chocolate & Cheese (2005)
Do you ever walk alone?
Like a drifter in the dark Seeking out what isn't there Looking only for a spark From a girl who's all alone Maybe she's a' driftin' too Like a shadow in the night Waitin' just to meet with you And then perhaps in love you'll stay Or fall and go your separate ways Still searchin' for a spark Like a drifter in the dark <i>[Repeat first verse]</i> |
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from Ween - Chocolate & Cheese (2005)
Freedom of the body
Freedom of the mind A ho on South Street hired for tricks Little girls pickin' up sticks Freedom of '76 Wastee little weasel Wants cheap tricks Liberty bell cracked in half A bacon steak A perfect match Freedom of '76 My girl Sasha Lookin' good on the street "Mannequin" was filmed at Woolworth's Boyz II Men still keepin' up the beat, yeah Freedom of '76 Fairmount Park in the summer Lookin' good on the street "Mannequin" was filmed at Woolworth's Boyz II Men still keepin' up the beat, yeah Freedom of '76, nah yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ohh, baby, yeah yeah, yeah |
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from Ween - Chocolate & Cheese (2005)
Is it alive, does it writhe
Can it survive under the sun? I can't put my finger on it. Is it green, is it red Is it alive or is it dead I can't put my finger on it Scathe with a lathe All the days in the past I can't put my finger on it Is it brown, is it white Is it really outta sight I can't put my finger on it Can it squeal, does it squirm If it's fresh will it burn? I can't put my finger on it Can it fly, will it try If the wings are still wet? I can't put my finger on it Can it heal, is it real Can it feel the threads of time? I can't put my finger on it Does it glow, will it shine Does it leave a trail of slime I can't put my finger on it Are you surprised when I touch the dwarf inside? <i>[Repeat three times]</i> <i>[Repeat first verse]</i> |
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from Ween - Chocolate & Cheese (2005)
How would you feel, if I took you away
To a place I know, a place where we could stay Called Joppa Road, a pretty place I know Where we can go, called Joppa Road The things I feel on Joppa Road Can make me stay, and make me go This old road where I long to go Called Joppa Road, where we can go Put your best dress on, there's a place I know Where we can go, called Joppa Road It's a little ways where the sun shines down Where we drive real slow, on Joppa Road Joppa Road, a pretty place I know Where we can go, called Joppa Road Hey, yo bro, that's a dude I know Works on Joppa Road, at the Sunoco If we drive by slow, with the top down low We'll heel and toe on Joppa Road <i>[Repeat first verse]</i> It's a little ways where the sun shines down Where we drive real slow on Joppa Road On Joppa Road, Joppa Road Baby, you look great today |
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from Ween - Chocolate & Cheese (2005)
Mister, would you please help my pony?
He's over there behind the tree He's down in the dirt, would ya help him? I think it's his lung Mister would you please help my pony? He's chewin' bark and not the leaves He's cryin' like a baby, would you help him? I think it's his lung Mister, would you please help my pony? He's down - He ain't gettin' up He coughed up snot in the driveway And I think his lung's fucked up Pony, Pony, Pony Mister, would you please help my pony? He's over there lookin' at me He can't talk because he's a pony I think it's his lung <i>[Repeat first verse]</i> |
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from Ween - Chocolate & Cheese (2005)
Take a piece of tinsel and put it on the tree
Cut a slab of melon and pretend that you still love me Carve out a pumpkin and rely on your destiny Get in your car and cruise the land of the brave and the free But don't forget to understand exactly what you put on the tree Don't believe the florist when he tells you that the roses are free Tke a wrinkled raisin, and do with it what you will Push it into third if you know you're gonna climb a hill Eat plenty of lasagna 'til you know that you've had your fill Resist all the urges that make you wanna go out and kill But don't forget to understand exactly what you put on the tree Don't believe the florist when he tells you that the roses are free Throw that pumpkin at the tree Unless you think that pumpkin hols your destiny Cast it off into the sea, bake that pie and eat it with me |
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from Ween - Chocolate & Cheese (2005)
Why they wanna see my spine mommy?
Why they wanna see my spine? It's gonna hurt again mommy Much worse than last time Am I gonna see God, mommy? Am I gonna die? It really hurts mommy! Am I gonna die? Smile on mighty Jesus Spinal Meningitis got me down I'm feelin' greasy mommy Please don't let me die Stinky vaseline mommy! Please don't let me die Am I gonna see God, mommy? Am I gonna die? It really hurts mommy! Am I gonna die? Smile on mighty Jesus Spinal Meningitis got me down |
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from Ween - Chocolate & Cheese (2005)
Take me away to some other land (thank you)
I gotta get away from that girl before I go crazy She took my love away She took it to another man Now I gotta get away from that girl Before I go craaaazy (Repeat twice) Take me, take me away Gotta get away Crazy She took my love away Now I gotta get away, oh (Repeat first verse) |
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from Ween - Chocolate & Cheese (2005)
Shakin' that stick and drivin' me crazy Your eyes look red and hazy Doin' that stuff that you do Messin' me up with your voodoo You drive me crazy with that Boogie oogie oogie oogie oogie You drive me crazy with that Boogie boogie boogie Your lips are hot and spicy Servin' up red beans and rice At midnite she's a' howlin' and stompin' Makin' love to the gators in the swampin' ( ) I feel you now inside me Never once did you deny me Doin' that stuff that you do Knockin' me out with your voodoo |
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