| TROUTABOUT TRILOGY FEATURING: Things we like to do, Blackbeard, and Panhandler Things we Like to do Words: Jaime and Randy Meaning: Ha, this was one of the first songs written by Jaime for LTW. Was written on the 2000 Chronic Fatigue Tour to be funny and punk about drinking beer and smoking weed. Take it literally or whatever, but it is super simple, and the song clocks in at under a minute, so whatever. Beer's my favorite drink Makes me shudder when I think What I would do, without my brew I haven't the slightest clue And weed's my favorite herb I think it's real superb And I'm not shy, and I won't lie, That I wanna get fucking high, so if you Smoke the weed, and kill the brew I'd have to say this song's for you THINGS WE LIKE TO DO! THINGS WE LIKE TO DO! x2 Bionic green buddha, skunk ganja and cheeba mowie wowie cannibis homegrown and lebanon groove weed and doobage thai method and herbage dank and chronic so lets take another hit yeah! Blackbeard Words: Randy Meaning: This is a song I wrote while I was baked. I just started singing about a punk hating pirate, its meaning is unknown to me. Old mr. Blackbeard he was on the sea one night he saw some punks and he wanted to fight He wanted their money and he wanted their loot he wanted their ladies cause they were so cute so he sailed across their starboard and told them to surrender and if they didn't listen thier ship he would take But they didn't listen no they dont give a shit, no they don't give a shit, don't give shit! Oh poor mr blackbeard why did you come to take our loot? oh poor mr blackbeard why did you come to take out ladies who are cute? So he jumped up on the starboard and he drew his sword, but the punk weren't afraid so they drew theirs too They stabbed him in the liver and they poked him in the eye, now he'll surely die, now he'll surely die Oh poor mr. Blackbeard you wanted our loot but we didn't know why oh poor mr blackbeard now you are surely going to die DIE! DIE! x2 Panhandler Words: Randy Meaning: I was once asked by a bum if i would donate some money to him. He said he wasn't going to lie to me and that he was going to buy beer with it. I figured that was as good of a reason as any so I gave him a couple bucks. It just so happened that Johnny Funstopper was walking buy and the bum had to give me my money back. I wasn't 21 so i went and bought him some cigs, he was happy, I think I made his day. I wrote this song for all the bums who spend all their "hard earned" money on beer, cigarettes, and drugs instead of food. Best of luck to all the hobos! Hey buddy can you spare a dime, I haven't eaten in quite some time in fact I haven't eaten for almost a week but I have had plenty of that alcoholic drink So tell all your freinds I'm taking donations (oi, oi) Tell them i'll be here all day and night (oi, oi) Just a little bit more and i'll have neough for a coors (oi, oi) Then everything will be alright I don't need bread and I don't need no meat but a pack of cigs and a beer would be sweet just a little bit more is all i need then maybe I can buy a bag of weed |