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Music and lyrics by W. Donaldson, S. Lewis and J. Young
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Hello, Fuck You
00:58
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Hello, I am singing a song to you.
Hello, hello, hello, hello, fuck you.
Hello, hello, hello, hello, fuck
Hello, hello, hello, hello, fuck
Hello, hello, hello, hello, fuck you.
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Wide-Open Beavers
02:42
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Wide open beavers
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Desperado
04:54
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I want you to believe
I love you even when you leave
I will watch you when you sleep
With other guys and other creeps
And all I want is you to see that I'm a possibility
And all I want is you to think that I'm a possibility
And I watch you when you breathe
Your breasts move they bounce and heave
When you smile I see your teeth
I wonder what you think of me
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Smells Like Clams
04:46
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I'm locked up in this house of shit
Will you ever get me out of it
I'm the only one that you need
I'm the last American virgin
Set me free
I got my head checked in 1942
I got laid in my past life, I was just like you
I was happy as a clam
Or a pussycat on my lap
Set me free
I just want to get laid
I'll do it any which way
I just want to get laid
Let me do it today
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Surfboards For Everyone
02:32
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Surfboards for everyone
Checking out the honeys in Santa Barbara
Surfboards in the sand
Wet bikinis and lowered Hondas
Surfboards in the sand
I'm checking out every single surfer girl
While I catch the pipe and shoot the curl
Wet wet surfboards in the sand, yeah
Hot chicks sleeping with a tan, yeah
Surfboards for everyone
Driving down the coast looking for more honeys
Surfboards in the sand
When we find a beach with Playboy bunnies
Surfboards in the sand
Well I've combed the beach, been around the world
But I never fucked that many surfer girls
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I Like It Well Done
00:06
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Cherry Pie
02:26
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Cherry, cherry, I can't say no
I got to be there when your juices flow
I love the petals of your little rosebud
I always love it when you start to flood
Just call me Moses, I part the Red Sea
I'm not a vampire, but I'd like to be
You're screamin screamin at the top of your lungs
I'm reamin reamin with the tip of my tongue
Cherry, cherry, covered in blood
You're very sexy when you just let it flood
Let me taste your sweet cherry pie
I promise not to leave until it's dry
Cherry, cherry, so very sweet
I'm so excited, I can taste the heat
You're screamin screamin at the top of your lungs
I'm reamin reamin with the tip of my tongue
Once a month, I part the Red Sea
Once a month, drink cherry tea
Once a month, red tide
Once a month, I crawl inside
Once a month, crimson weed
Once a month, I worship thee
Once a month, I part the Red Sea
Once a month, I part the Red Sea
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A movie star, that's my Jack
In the pool in Caddyshack
Jack is short, but sometimes tall
He's sometimes big, but he's mostly small
Jack is great, but he's not rich
Yeah he swims just like a dying fish
A nice guy, he's pretty warm
Did I mention that he likes to eat yellow corn
But you don't know Jack Schitt
Jack Schitt, a private man
I saw him at the park, he had a tan
A neat guy with nothin to say
I see him once or twice every single fucking day
He's not as famous as he used to be
He spends his time at Seal Beach
A movie star, well never again
He's registered, real-life, Republican
But you don't know Jack Schitt
Mercy, mercy
Can it be?
Jack's the king of Washington D.C.
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Ha
Ha
Ha
Hey, wanna be my friend?
Hey, wanna be there 'til the end?
I feel no pain
I feel no hate
Life is perfect and you know
Life is perfect, hence I go
On the bottom of the sea
She was waiting there for me
On the bottom of the sea
Bottom of the sea
There is water in the sea
I was father, I was me
And I wanna see what there is to see so I can see
No I can't see oh I can't see oh
There is water in the sea
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Greenish Discharge
00:52
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Girlfriends
03:58
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No bare feet, comprehend?
You know I don't pretend.
It's so goddamn easy
to be yourself, you can't be me.
On the dark side of the sun
They just copy everyone
Romantic, nude, single nun
Vibrations that signal fun
I'm looking for a girl
who doesn't want my pearl.
Jam on her toast all day.
She likes me, but she's gay.
Her girlfriend is so so sweet.
They embrace when they both meet.
They're so loyal and won't cheat.
I am just a parakeet.
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Monica Lewinsky
03:48
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I don't know what to think
Because I have sung my last song on this earth
I don't know what to feel
Don't feel like a whore
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Lullaby
03:58
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Tonight we fly so free
Wish you could be here with me
A lullaby to subside our fears
A lullaby to dry our tears
Tonight we cry my dear
We cry inside this year
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Winter
03:48
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Music and lyrics by James Iha
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Sun
02:51
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Now the sun
Yeah it shines
It shines on everyone
On the earth
In our world
Our work is never done
Where are we going
Where are we headed
When it all comes crashing down?
When I look
at the clouds
I feel like I'm let down
And I see
The rain start
I cannot help but frown
And I drive on by
all of the black clouds
And I drive on through
all of the downpours
And I drive all night
The rain is ending
What a blessed sight
The sunrise
Now the sun
Yeah it shines
It shines on everyone
On the earth
In our world
Our work is never done
Where are we going
Where are we headed
When it all comes crashing down?
Looking up
Skies are blue
My hope is borne anew
And my heart
is tattooed
With images of you
With images of you
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Jackass Penguins Yucaipa, California
A lo-fi musical outlet. Started in late 1993 in Riverside. Concerts have been nearly nonexistent, but recording has been prolific. Aside from a few locals and casual fans, the band is willingly obscure.
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