MP3's and Lyrics
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'Greasy Jeans'
1.   DNR  *mp3* (right click link and choose "save as."  Then, enjoy!)
2.  Rock Long and Prosper
3.  King O Frod
4.  Domino's Deep Dish
5.  (Set Sail for) Sag Harbor
6.  Rebel Friend
7.  Double Time
8. 50's Love Song
9.   Part 1 of the Chupacabra Trilogy /
Sex Terrorist
10. Space Race
11. Dirty Machine
12. Sonic Team
13. Chupacabra 2: Retribution
14. She Looked Good in a Jumpsuit
15. Chupacabra Destiny
16. Cindy
17. The Ballad of Frankie Lee and Rob Halford
'Rock and Roll Genocide'
1. Household Accidents/Millenium Freebird
2. Baloney Pony
3. Hold Your Nose
4. Love Casserole
5. The Clock
6. Ulcer
7. Grand Guignol (Dial Z for Zombie)
8. Milo's Theme
9. In Jeopardy
10. Dura Mater
11. BloodCode
12. Heterodox
13. Alibi
14. Project Black
15. Ham Basket
16. Cherry Cordial
DNR
Don't wanna work all day
I'll practice, got a gig to play
Boss tell me work all night
When he ain't got no right
Judy's going to settle a score
I'd bet, but I'm too poor
Blown off work all week
Many riffs, but no check for me
Rock n Roll is dead, trying to revive it
My amp's electrified
With my pedal I made it cry
The kids don't like my licks
So I beat them up for kicks
Turned on the radio
Johnny likes to listen to some soul
I block it out, instead
Got a concert in my head.
Rock n Roll is dead, because they shot it in the head.
Go commit the crime and keep coming back for more.
This rock music is sick, it can't even go outdoors.
Come inside my head, find that I'll distort your brain.
The volume knob is broken, going deaf but rock is pain.
Rock n Roll is dead, or comatose and in the red.
Turn off the radio X8
Rock n Roll is dead, do not resuscitate.
Rock Long and Prosper
Live and die, just like a samurai
I rock with swift precision
Cut them up, with power chords so rough
It's like a great incision
The solo's shredding, turn up the setting
Their ears are not yet bleeding
Lure in the masses, the rock get's them collapsing
And now they start retreating

If you can't handle it, please leave
But if you look good then come backstage with me

The girls, they gonna love you
They gonna beg you please
Watch out, dirty South,
They carry disease
Cause when you rock, they want your sock
But you must tell them no
Where is the love?  It is in the glove
Pushing you out the door
That was a PSA for those with guitars
Cause if a girl gives you crabs, you're never gonna get too far
We rock so hard, it makes you want to cut yourself
Fender's all ablaze makes a pregnant woman mess her jeans
Milo wants to bring it to all our Japanese sisters
Level up my HP so I can rock long and prosper


{
Rock Long
Rock Long
Rock Long and Prosper
} x4
King O Frod
King O Frod
King O Frod
Suitcase on my car
Wood paneling star
Green lights lets go
Making record time
Let?s take off our clothes
And take back what's mine

Outta tha way for the King O Frod
It was the best plate that he could find
Mom?s plate picks up a football game
A cowlick that points to a universe
Outta the way for the King O Frod
Outta the way for the King O Frod
Stay up late but you couldn't sneeze
Outta the way for the King O Frod
Red arm burns
Big blue skies
Rival families
But their can only be
One king of road
King O Frod
Let's take off our clothes
And take back what's mine
Outta the way for the King O Frod
It was the best plate that he could find
Until the day he saw the real deal
On a station wagon that wasn't his
He's the better man, king of road
He's the better man, king of road
Johnny U plays the super bowl
Maybe now we can dot the I
Domino's Deep Dish
Slappin' fat kids was the fashion of the time
No matter what the scene, you were always easy to find
Just look for the orange hat, American flag on the side
What's this, you got a white one?
The old plan just died...
I remember holding the doors on the Pontiac
Breaking pieces off to try and get it closed up
I hope it wasn't something that you needed
I guess we'll never know
As we ride in the Malibu
And what about the pool room where we used to freeze
Or burn to death?  I still recall the tournaments of suck
Arctic basketball
College has tried its best to erase them all
But I still think of the doors on the Pontiac
Flatscreen tv's, hockey games and Laser Quest
Marathons to Florida, Todd's attempts at halfcourt
He would have us believe
That he makes them all of the time at church
My name is Justin, and I was never at school...
(Set Sail for) Sag Harbor
I don?t mean to be rude but woman you?re getting old
You?re all used up and  your prime was twenty years ago
So get rid of your short shorts and halter tops
Cause if I see your stuff then I?m calling the cops
And don?t kid yourself
Get on the boat and set sail
Set sail for Sag Harbor
You?ll be accepted there
Give me your old, decayed, and worn
And we?ll find them a dickie to wear
Pantsuits and turtlenecks are a maid?s best friend
    Shoulder pads give you the respect that you command
Sportcoats and slacks offer the sexy appeal
A sheer scarf around your neck will seal the deal
Aren?t you happy now?
That you got on the boat and set sail
To land in Sag Harbor
Rebel Friend
Harbor me no love and you'll get none back
Ready for the fight, gone to get my axe
A fistful of hate, papers burnt to ash
My eyes are bloodshot, 1, 2, 3, 4...
Coming to confront me
Let's dance my rebel friend
Meet me at the front lines
One down, time to do it again
Gone to steal one back, maintain a criminal cool
Heated cocaine white, no vengeful faces feared
Thrusted force of lead, fingers full of wrath
Here comes a crimson cloud, 1, 2, 3, 4...
Coming to confront me
Let's dance my rebel friend
Meet me at the front lines
One down, time to do it again
Try and test a man with a gun in hand
Now I say so long, it's my final call
Break the skin and bleed, shameful in defeat
My friend I've known before, I've declared the war
I think I've made my bed.
It's time to lie in it.
Double Time
What'd you say now? I'll still make it out.
And I should make out nice, oh look, I made it.
Plastic on the sheets, sneakers on your feet.
You going to bed to sleep, or something freaky?
Computer megastores, they bring me back for more.
I'll work til my legs break for one more cd.
Trash is piling up, you think you've had enough?
I've dumped trash, twice as much, and over knee deep.
Double Time! - It's half past ten!
Pass the time! - Come talk to me!
Double Time! - My clock is full!
Stop talking now, I'm out the door.
He's a friend, you say? He gets it anyway.
There's no need to pay, just not worth it.
  It's the government, there the taxes went.
Tell them to get bent, do something crazy.
Go to pawn shops, there the deals are hot.
So is the merchandise, I'll turn a blind eye.
The coffee pot's half full? I say your half is bull!
Not a drop to spare, it's getting grainy.
Double Time! - It's half past ten!
Pass the time! - Come talk to me!
Double Time! - My clock is full!
Stop talking now, I'm out the door.
I think I'll soak my bones. X4
So full of aches and groans. X4
Just too tired...
From working Double Time!
Need time to unwind!
Tonight, I'm sleeping in!
Then Double Time again!
More time for Double Time X4
Part 1 of the Chupacabra Trilogy
You remind me of a Sylvester Stallone
Who I've seen in Rambo, negative twenty-first blood
About three hundred years ago
In feudal China, but in Mexico (in Mexico)

Old mystical women
Bent under the weight of their knowledge
Of
the one who sucks, the one who sucks
The one
who sucks the goat
And she can read
English and Spanish and people's emotions
Here we're poor, but in Mexico (in Mexico)

Old mystical women
Bent under the weight of their knowledge
Of
the one who sucks, the one who sucks
The one
who sucks the goat
Old mystical women
Hiding at a Goodie's
From
the one who sucks, the one who sucks
The one
who sucks the goat
Sex Terrorist
Oh yeah!
Baby I'm the kind of man
Who take ya hostage and demand
To have his needs satisfied
My jihad vagina won't be denied

Cause I'm a Sex Terrorist
Gonna make you my love hostage tonight
Love hostage tonight! 

Don't want any of your money
I just need some of that honey
That comes from your special hive
Girl that's what I need to survive

Cause I'm a Sex Terrorist
Gonna make you my love hostage tonight
Love hostage tonight! 
Yeah, be a good girl
I'm a Sex Terrorist! x4
Uhh....
Space Race
Spinning chairs, rigorous exercise
Give me prepared, the Reds are beating us
They took round 1, they shot the monkey up
We gotta set foot on the big cheese

  Here I am, totally freeze-dried
I?m inside, a floaty wash machine
But I gotta try, to plant the flag
I gotta win, and do it for my country

  Cause if I win the Space Race
I won?t drive a Datsun anymore
If I can beat the Russkies
I could break the law

  In the papers, I destroyed the Cosmonauts
Now I?m the Buddha, tummy rub
Crush the serfs, in my feudal palm
I was there, up on the big cheese

  Now its time for me to rampage
No one speaks up, cause I saved face
A patriote?, dignify the USA
I am the Buddha in this Cold War

  Cause if I win the Space Race
I won?t drive a Datsun anymore
If I can beat the Russkies
I could break the law
Hold up a gas station
Cause now I?m a hero
Break a good girls heart
Break a good girls legs
Dirty Machine
Robots line up, bored and mad
Rusting from the passing fads
I'm a robot, bore me, too
Cycled fads all seem to be brand new.
Let's grind in the dirty machine
Pureed in the dirty machine,
But try to keep all of your parts clean.
Beauties come out, set the trend
Draw in flocks, some more wills to bend
Crank the heat, this room is cold
There's no life here, or so I'm told.
Let's grind in the dirty machine
Pureed in the dirty machine
Make sure to keep your socks clean
. Fetch a thought, then let it go
Minds are bought, those thoughts no longer known.
Doubt it matters anyway.
Surplus insights thrown out everyday.
(Clean out the toilet
But don't get your feet wet
The robot's electric
Sucked down the toilet)  X2
Let's grind in the dirty machine
Pureed in the dirty machine
But try to keep all of your parts clean.
Let's grind in the dirty machine
Pureed in the dirty machine
Too late, parts shop closed for the day.
Sonic Team
Oh my God, look to the sky!
Look to the sky, now get on the floor!
Shotzy dreamed about a black girl
Super Game Boy was a great idea
Let's see those hands or I cry foul
Hadouken!
Hideo Kojima (x4)
Meryl!

Hey could somebody spot me a dollar?
You know I'll pay you back-- red boot!
Now I ran off with your dollar,
And you've puddled yourself
Now I ran off with your dollar,
I'll turn it into five in less than a fortnight
Hadouken!
Hideo Kojima (x4)
Yuji Naka and the Sonic Team (x2)
Knuckles never could jump as high
And Tails was for chicks

I'll buy a ring for her, I put it on her hand
And whenever she gets hurt
The ring flies into the air
Chupacabra 2: Retribution
Just now entered the rat race
And now you're leading the pack
Come on and show me the special
I've got your twenty-five
No demand, those goods are second hand
Nice face, but not exactly chaste
Risk my life to go and take a dive
Another pretty face diseasing the human race
Ah, baby
You're corner's lonely this week
Come on and give me the surf-and-turf
I'm thinking fifty is what it's worth
No demand, those goods are second hand
Nice face, but not exactly chaste
Risk my life to go and take a dive
Another pretty face diseasing the human race
Pay, you have to Pay! 
Pay the man!  You have to pay the man!
No demand, those goods are second hand
Nice face, but not exactly chaste
Risk my life to go and take a dive
Another pretty face diseasing the human race
She Looked Good in a Jumpsuit
I saw her skipping rope, and then she tripped and fell.
Put out my hand to help, then quickly jerked away.
I had a laugh, sure was funny. 
She glared at me, then started to speak.
"You got a lotta nerve" is what she said to me.
I had to laugh again, because I think she scraped her hand.
We made a peace, she had a pretty face.
And if I remember one thing that day...
She looked good in a jumpsuit.
I thought we'd do great things one day.
She'd buy me lunch, I'd hit the hay.
And for my birthday, she'd get my favorite games,
And she would love to watch me play...
She looked good in a jumpsuit.
Binoculars with me, I'd watch her from a tree.
I got to loving her, and start to call her "babe"
She'd come up to the tree, do great things for me.
I'd go "okay, whatever you say."
Tell her to jump, she replied "now just how high?"
I'd say "up to the sky," and I'd look up her shirt.
When she was tiring me, I'd go home to sleep.
She'd say "I hope you're happy, babe"...
She looked good in a jumpsuit.
She'd like to talk and reminisce.
I'd say "that's nice", don't care a bit.
She'd want two player mode, but that just wouldn't go.
And when I sent her to the curb...
She still looked good in a jumpsuit.
Chupacabra 3... Destiny
And so it's come to this
The irate mother of Alger Hiss
Put off a bit
When her son was killed by Milosevic
Attacking with blood-soaked jaws
And the sweater-clad fury of a soccer mom
And so we say goodbye
We've rocked and killed a lot of stuff with it
But it's time for us to go the way of
The stegosaur and the Plymouth Duster
But not without a fight, not without a fight
{Shotzy attack mode}
And so we say goodbye
We've rocked and killed a lot of stuff with it
We fall today like the Plymouth we got dusted
At least they died doing what they loved
Don't cry Sheronda, a new band sweeps in from the hilss
They kill the sea-hag and look a lot like us
One of them plays a wine-red Les Paul
Minus some original parts
As a curtain of blood, closes down on Milosevic
The new band states their name
I think it was, uh....
Cindy
Ah, she's going down
I think she's coming around
I knew that she'd come around
The door is locked, but I've got the key
Her name is Cindy and she's fond of me
Ah, she's going down
I think she's coming around
Oh Cindy, why won't you be nice?
We'll be together for the rest of our lives
Are those shackles swelling up your feet?
Let's discard them and unchain our heat
Ah, she's laying down
Ah, she's kicking back
I think she's coming around
Oh now, just come on around
I've brought you food, won't you take a bite?
And there's dessert if you're feeling right
Ah, she's laying down
I think she's coming around
Oh Cindy, always on my mind
Are the ropes chaffing on your wrists?
And you escaping always on my mind
I see the love in your clenching fists
Relax, lay back, submit, give in
Gonna give you my love
Gonna give you my love
Gonna give you my love
You're gonna take my love!
Ah, she's going down
Ah, she's going down
I think she's coming around
I knew that she'd come around
The door is locked, but I've got the key
Her name is Cindy and she's fond of me
Ah, she's going down
I think she's coming around
Oh Cindy!  X 4
The Ballad of Frankie Lee and Rob  Halford
Well Frankie Lee and Judas Priest they were the best of friends
But one day Judas Priest buckled up his boots and walked
Across the street to a house he thought was Paradise
And when he never came home that night
Frankie Lee threw up his arms and cursed this as the last time
And he took Jude's money... (10, 10, 10)

And that was the last he heard from Judas Priest
Frankie didn't read the papers and he never turned on the tv
He thought of calling but he didn't know the number
For the house across the street
And the neon rainbows were just too bright
To visit Paradise
Frankie Lee found a way to sell biscuits and tea over the phone
There was never any reason to leave his home
The neon rainbows ran out of ink and the dance beats sputtered to a stop
And there Frankie was on the clock
The twitch of guilt caught up to Frankie Lee so he gathered up some biscuits and  tea
To give to charity
The town was a scary place, but with him was the comforting face
Of Judas Priest, splashed across the tv screens
(I'm your turbo lover)
That was the first time in 22 years he'd heard from Judas Priest
He'd been kicked out of the band that bore his name, it said so on tv
And Frankie Lee, being good with a phone, called up his old friend
Judas Priest thought Frankie Lee just wanted some money again
"No no no," said Frankie Lee, "I just offer my support."
"Most people know," said Judas Priest, "I've been a gay man all my life."
Frankie Lee wondered aloud about the hugs that they'd shared
Then decided what a childish thing to think
Household Accidents/Millenium Freebird
Little Ricky says rub-a-dub-dub
There's a radio in the tub
Jill turns on the stove
But there's no cookies in the oven

Joey likes his Arby's 
Kids meal toy
Sure is easy to play with
But it sure ain't easy to swallow

A case of. . .
Household. . .
Accidents. . .

That's not your cheese on the rat trap
His poison isn't yours either
The toaster is for bread
Not for a slice of hand

Stick your fork in a hot pocket
  Don't stick it in a light socket
That Kroger bag isn't a mask
Silly rabbit, bags aren't for heads
Bleach smells awful good to Bill
Get your whites whiter and your head lighter
Open the door when you start the car
Wait too long you won't get too far

A case of. . .
Household. . .
Accidents. . .

The fireplace looks good to you
The coals get hotter than Laura True
Hope your kids will find the time
To hang themselves in the miniblinds
Who is your daddy? 
  Justin's your daddy
I wanna girl just for me
As long as she doesn't have aromatherapy
Today Maraud rocked the bass
I can eat a whole pizza and a 60 oz. Steak
We're Slobadon Milosevic
Are you ready to rock?
Baloney Pony
Oh baby, lookin' kind of lonely
So come and ride my Pony
You know you're getting really hot
Cause my meaty treat, baby, it hit the spot

You know the Pony makes you feel real right
So there's no need to put up a fight
My Pony make you in the mood
So take a ride girl I think you should
C'mon
C'mon baby
Ride my Baloney Pony

My Pony has no place to go
So lets not rush girl and take it slow
You can ride it all night and day
My Pony's free you don't have to pay

So lets just get one thing right
I want you to come over tonight
Cause girl I really think you're fine
Me and my Pony girl, we wanna make you mine

So c'mon
C'mon baby
Ride my Baloney Pony
Hold Your Nose
Why wash at all?
Dirt likes it loud!
The filth is getting nice
Who hid the soap?
Who's with me?
Smell freely!
Be dirty?
And that's just what I'd like to know!
Who's with me?
Smell freely!
Be dirty!
And take a walk down filthy road!
  I don't need good advice
I'm not insane
At last, I don't think
Who hid my water?
But now's the time for me to say
You're out of line
Wash it away
I've got no time, I'm late for work
Give me a rag, you're such a jerk
It's scummy.  Turned yellow.
It's stained.  Turned gray
Love Casserole
Todd: So, umm, you mean to tell me you made out with a girl when you were five years old?
YES! I made out with a girl when I was five years old
Can't remember what it was like, cause now I'm old-er
If you don't believe me, I got the VHS to prove it
I tend to play it for everyone who walks in the door

And then she moved away, oh yeah, and then she moved away
But six years later she was back, fatalistic interplay
She was a perfect 10 and a 36C
So I offered her my hand in middle school matrimony

And she said "YES, that sounds like a good idea"
An awkward moment, then we run away

The sun came out and the flowers were bloomin'
War is over and the babies are boomin'
Bananas sell for a quarter a pound
I drank a Coke, and a cure for AIDS was found

For three whole months, I had my head in the clouds
I was cumulo stratus, nothing could bring me down
Something strange started happening to my gal and me
She got all "ehh?" and I saw her hugging Stevie B
I was shocked, and my little heart snapped in two
Not literally of course, I would've died then silly
She was still so gorgeous, but I had to say
"I think it'd be a good idea if we went our seperate ways"

And she said "YES, that sounds like a good idea"
An awkward moment, then we run away

The sun went down and the flowers wilted
The cure for AIDS was just a hoax
The stopped makin' grape-flavored Fruitopia
The Reds had another losing season
They sure don't make girls like they used to... (x3)
It doesn't matter I got PS2
The Clock
Crazy people on the loose
       World is going insane
Time is running out for us
The end is near
But there?s no need to worry
Cause while the times running out, we?ll all dance The Clock

  Put your minute hand up in the air and start to tick
The minute hand is the long one on a standard clock
If both your arms are the same size, pick one already
You?ll never get to do the dance if you?re being a jerk
  When you get to 6 o?clock, its time to switch arms
Unless you have no connective tissue, this is a must
When you get to twelve o?clock, shake it down to the ground
And start the whole dance over again

  Ev?rybody erry body everybody do The Clock
         Milo is the band that bringeth you the rock
Mothers keep your daughters under key and lock
Always remember to do the tick and the tock
(Tick, tock, tick, tock)

  Now you?re really rolling, but don?t rest those arms just yet
Because what do I see when I look at my watch?
The time is currently a quarter till rock power
And my watch happens to be fifteen minutes slow

  Here we go!  Everybody put your minute hands up!
  1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12
  Midnite, time to rock.  Everybody do the clock
Now shake shake shake shake shake shake till you lose a few, fatty!
    Ev?rybody erry body everybody do The Clock
Milo is the band that bringeth you the rock
Mothers keep your daughters under key and lock
Always remember to do the tick and the tock
(Tick, tock, tick, tock)
Hey, where's my lunch?
Shoved it in too fast
Losing my mind
I'm feeling nauseous, it's passed
Where's the bowl?
My love to you is in it
Bowels get to shaking
Move or I'll push you over I swear
Hurts like a blade
Not your love, the taco I ate
It's coming up
Better move or it goes on your face
Not feeling better
And there's war in the world too
My guts on the shredder
Here's my love, ugly site
Stomach acid, pretty ripe
What was I saying?
Where'd I put those pills?
Now it starts to sting
Here I go, a shrill
Ulcer
Grand Guignol (Dial Z for Zombie)
Next time, we should try a little harder to not open up the gates of Hades
    Your constant dabbling has woken the dead, now they walk the earth
Dial Z for zombie, they prepare for their feast of flesh, the flesh feast
The Devil laughs at our misfortune, but he's the one in Hell (so the jokes on him)
  They roam the countryside, extinguishing life to fuel their own
    They apply for loans, but are frequently rejected as they are zombies
In a moment of irony, they disembowel the bank teller
But really, who didn't see that coming

  The trick is to learn to live with them
   Dress them up, and get them jobs
Rent them housing, levy taxes
And teach them responsibility
If they want, they can have pets
But they have to learn to care for them
We can put them on reservations
I'm sure the Indians won't mind

  The zombies integrate nicely, working hard to prove their worth
  They run our factories, and are paid in sheep brains (BRAINS!)
They'll even babysit for you, they are good with children
Some of them got together and formed a labor union
  The economy boomed, but darkness soon fell upon us
  Too many zombies (grrr!), outnumbering the living
We had to do something to get rid of these rotting creatures
So we sent them to college, to be with the other zombies
  The students and the undead mingled
   You couldn't tell the two apart
Zombies naturally seem drunk (ugghhh!)
They like jam bands as well
The undergrads and zombies combined
To make
Pearl Harbor a hit
Dial Z for Zombie, Grand Guignol
The zombies became... mindless
Milo's Theme
Stand back or we just might cut you, we're crazy
We offer you premium life insurance, and yet you forsake us?!
Stronger than the devil, yet kind and gentle to rabbits
Slash and burn vast acreage on our rock and roll quest
Mr. Matthews, we're coming to jab you with pointy sticks
Crows fly overhead, signalling the coming of Slobadon
So you can sing, I don't care, you can't rock like Milo
You must fear the sound of Milosevic, this is Milo's theme
  MSC continues to blaze ahead despite lack of cordage
Murry brings the low end, Shotzy brings the fancy frets
We scared some seniors, we have no regrets
We are Slobadon Milosevic, this is our theme

  Don't be scared, give in
We want to rock you
In Jeopardy
Where's the time for spacing out?
In Jeopardy!  That's where it be!
How's the girl drowning in the water spout?
In Jeopardy! Life's has got be!
So when in strife just feel alright
And cloud your thoughts with a little Sprite
Because your gonna drown, so just don't fiiiiiight!
Since Jeopardy's the place to be!  Hey Hey!
And where's the wrench, stuck in cement?
That's Jeopardy! So don't blame me!
And the money spent to pay the rent?
In Jeopardy!  You stupid geek!
So when your dying just play it cool
And pretend your laying by the swimming pool
Because your gonna drown, and death is cruuuel!
And Jeopardy's the place to be! Hey Hey!
So when in trouble, and stuck in rubble
Just turn that frown, upside down!
Don't fight the beat, just take the heat
And take the push for a little rush!
Light the candle, because you can handle
Just one more turn for a little burn!
When the road is ending, be sure your sending
One last letter to shout without a doubt.......
I'm Jeopardy the place to be! Hey Hey! (this line X4)
Dura Mater
Got my blue jeans on and my hair slicked back, oh yeah
Gonna roll down to Arnold's to grab myself a tasty snack
Gonna tap on the jukebox to hear my favorite song
May seem like a rebel, but I'll never do you wrong
  He's Fonzie, ain't nobody's fool
EH! Epitome of cool
On his bike, he'll be raging like a bull
And he dropped out of school
So we think that you should too...
Boogie like a Russian on the dance floor baby, oh yeah
Just another way to drive Pinky crazy, oh yeah
Got chicks by my side when my fingers snap
One in my hand and two in my lap
He's Fonzie, establishes mob rule
EH!  Prefers an in-ground pool
At Christmastime, he burns the log of yule
And he dropped out of school
Milosevic thinks you should too...
It's not always easy, being the Fonz
In one episode, I had to fight
MORK (nanu nanu)
There's always a few guys trying to rough up
Richie, Potsy, the Malph
And somebody's gotta teach these boys how to neck, with the ladies
And let me ask you this:
"How can I look cool, in a
nighty?"
Fonzie hopped in his rocket and sailed off to the moon
He got some chick pregnant and he took a shot at Nixon too
When girls take him out, he lets 'em pay
"I live over a garage, cut me some slack"
Blood Code
Mild mannered and cool
Doesn't act out, or in
Grade A, all the way
Until he discovered the pit
Spent a hefty sum on the game
The Genesis of his problem
An average fighter at best
But something could change that
BLOOD CODE!!
Now he's tearing cushions off the couch
And telling the dog to hush
Today he ate the newspaper
In search of human flesh, I believe
Riots in the street
Appetite for meat
Removed couch seat
And it's all because of Sub-Zero
Mild mannered and cool
Until he met the pit
Now he wants to eat your babies
Because of the Blood Code

This is why we kill people
Just this and
Doom
High soft drink prices
Make me angry too!
Heterodox
Here I go out in the frey
Gonna survive for another day
Start out quick and have no fear
Chop them down from ear to ear
Dinosaur, dinosaur on the loose!
Rather go get hanged by the noose
Forty levels I've yet to go
Gonna stomp around, boost my score
I've got no choice
Take all of the shots
No rest for toilet breaks, just find myself a pot
And when the hours pass, there's no place for a save
We're stomping dinosaurs, stay out of the way!
It's 4 am, everyone's asleep
All but the night zombies and me
Keep it up, don't slip or spill
Find the cavemen, kill kill kill!
Take the pain and push it out
Blistered thumbs won't stop me now
Two more levels, keep up the pace
8-bit treatment glows in my face
The mission's long, not for the weak and frail
Can't back down now, past the point to bail
And when the hours pass, there's no place for a save
We're stomping dinosaurs, stay out of the way
Brain's gone fried, scrambled eggs
Power surge, the light's gone out
And so's the game, and so's my brain
Neighbor got thrown off the roof
Keep the children locked away
I'll be sane another day
Take no prisoner's, leave no evidence
All was worth it in the end
Alibi
Now I ain't telling no lie
I was only there to satisfy
No I didn't commit no crime
I just wanted to have a good time
There's just one thing for sure
I'm only guilty of wanting to score
I just had to get it on with her
I didn't commit no murder
Got a sex alibi, sex alibi
That's my sex alibi, my sex alibi
Now here's the position I'm in
Fornication is the only sin
I like to do for my leisure
All I gave her was vicious pleasure
There's only one thing for sure
I'm only guilty of wanting to score
I just had to get it on with her
I didn't commit no murder

Got a sex alibi, sex alibi
That's my sex alibi, my sex alibi
Project Black
I can't help but wonder what they're hiding in there
Aliens or spy planes, you can't see them from the air
Johnny Doe works there, he see's himself in Feria
What are they hiding in the 51st Area?
I know a girl who had the (clap clap clap)
She claims she knows the ins and outs
She drives a Gremlin with a lime green paint job
She has a black eye, must've "ran into a door knob"
  Oh no
They're going to make me go
They're homing in on me
And aiming for my legs
   Some people drive their cars
They have windshields on their cars
Some of them have tinted windows
I wanna be your tinted window
Do do do do do do do do
Da da da da da da da da da
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
La la la la la la la la la la la
    I'm going back to see what all the fuss is about
This time I might try to take a different route
Oh golly molly, they're dissecting earthworms
Brad Pitt is a star, and he did it on his own terms
  I met a girl who caught the (wha-wah!)
She used to work inside the Area
She blew the lid off the long-standing secret
They make Vanilla Coke, and they make it perfect
Oh no
They're trying to make me go
The beverage is ice cold
They really broke the mold
  Some people drive their cars
They have windshields on their cars
Some of them have tinted windows
I wanna be your tinted window
Do do do do do do do do
Da da da da da da da da da
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
La la la la la la la la la la la
Ham Basket
No need / For greed
Not sure / Hate fur
Break-fast / Sound crass
Not heard / More words
  But I know it's just so over-rated
And there's no more room left to debate it
Take a second look, decide to pass it
There's no more need, I concede Ham Basket
(I know I'm going hungry now)
  Be free / With glee
Eat mints / Take hints
Raw fish / False wish
Bad past / Cross last

  Carry on, your jeans are faded
Your argument is equal-weighted
Round and round, decide to mask it
There's no more need, I concede Ham Basket
(I know I'm going hungry now)
Cherry Cordial
Don't believe what everyone said
Elvis is King, not even close to dead
'C'mon, rock me mama'
Team Rocket makes a pretty cute couple
Prepare for trouble, and make it double
'Cuba sucks, down with Cuba!'
Oh baby, tell me what's the matter?
A little more leg, and a little less chatter
I can't hear my supper cooking...
We got a 419 on our hands
That's okay, we'll just pick up another one
They hang out by the water company

Let's find a place to shake and dance
We won't get in trouble till I take off my pants
You can dance The Clock or take a ride on the Pony
Does anyone ever even watch the Tony's?
Drinking lots of water helps you lose weight
Charlie and his peeps killed Sharon Tate
I don't wanna get up to answer the phone
Rest in peace Dee-Dee and Joey Ramone

She's looking for a fancy bed
You take her to the Motel 6 instead
You know what to do, tell 'em Jesse
Quick boys, man your stations!
It's time to fend off the robot invasion
ALERT! I am too funky!
Well I'm not really your sister
It doesn't matter, you still would've kissed her
God bless the Japanese
The building that we're in is on fire
I'm not joking, its really on fire!
Seriously, folks, we're gonna char!

Let's find a place to shake and dance
No we won't get in trouble till I take off my pants
Squall was a meanie before he got nice
You check for ticks and comb for head-lice
'You're gonna do it my way, or no way at all'
For hair, the man had a waterfall
Look me in the eyes I wanna let you know
La la la la la la la la Lhasa Apso
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