NO MORE



I'm crazy I'm out of my mind

I said I'm crazy and you're out of time

Oh yes, so crazy, so sick of your kind

I said I'm crazy baby, and you're out of line



Every time you look at me

I realize what you can't see

Then I know I was right all the time

Up and down, Side to side

I racked my brain, lost my stride

Always said I'd crack down the line



So just leave me, leave me alone

My head is finally straight, so I can see where I'm going

Take your silly problems back to someone new

It's plain as night and day I'm not the one for you.







JACK LA LANNE



Blame it on La Lanne

When something goes wrong

That sweatsuited scapegoat

For the exercising bomb



Put the blame on Jack La Lanne

He's our man



My lawn turned yellow

My goldfish died

I squirted some Ben-Gay

Right in my eye



He's the fucking cause

That sweatsuited scapegoat

With the atomic sock

When he exercises me

I know he doesn't shower

When I see him beatin' meat

He makes me want to shower.







WHERE WAS I?



Well, country's in the red

Soon we'll be dead

No life, not even a flower

Cause atomic power

Scares the shit out of you

There's nothing you can do

Undecided men

Bout a war you can't win



Hey, who would want to win the damn thing anyway, right boys?



Children turn green

The flowers die

All the people are gone except I

The atom bombs have exploded near

Where was I if I wasn't here?

Atomic was one way out

Nuclear was the final bout

Atomic war can destroy our race

Leave the Earth in all but waste



But, where was I



When the trouble started?

Where was I when the two sides parted?

Where was I if I wasn't here?

Cause the atom bombs have exploded near

But nothing's happened to me so...







OLD GLORY



American flag waving high

Protecting it I want to die

I don't know about you man

But I'd rather die

Than live under communist rules

Let 'em go ahead and try



American flag, red, white and blue

Our government doesn't tell us what to do

If you don't like living here

Go somewhere else and stay a year

You'll be glad for what you've got

Or go to the mid-east and get  shot



American flag, makes me proud

Fucking commies

I'll yell it loud

Try and take away the freedom that I have

You'll be lying dead

With a broken gun in hand.







I'M PUNK



I'm a chick with no tits I'm a mess

Always been so fond of you do you like the way I dress?



Look like hell all 7 days

Got no tits that's why I say

My parents are so rich

That's why I'm such a bitch

Boy's underwear makes me feel like I'm punk



Sixteen years I've had two beers of life

Sixteen years I've had two beers and I know I'm out of line



See you at the gig I'll be pickin' my ass and nose

Pick, pick, pick, make everyone sick, see my attitude sure shows.







MR. BBQ



Hey now, welcome to my house

I'm gonna' have a BBQ and maybe I'll invite ya'

Gotta side of pork

Gotta' side of creamy salad

Got a jar of cole slaw and a case of lighter fluid

Oh my god!

My arm's on fire!

Somebody pass the dressing!

Everybody remain calm

I'm a professional

Quickly submerge the arm in mayonnaise



Says Mr. BBQ



Hey, thanks a lot doc my arm's feeling great

Oh, by the way, could you pass the mouth watering pork rinds?

O.K. I think it's about time for everybody's favorite pigs feet eating contest

Ready?  Go!!!

Well, it looks like it's last years champion Mrs. Brown

She's in the lead

No, wait, it's Mr. Brown

Mrs. Brown, she's choking!!!



Weenies man

Chicken fried pork steaks

Skinless boneless chicken breasts

Mr. BBQ.



Mrs. Brown is fine

Now it's time to dine

Grab yourself a plate the pork is really great

You know, you never can be too careful with those under cooked pork chops

You could get some disease

Or worse yet, you could get struck by lightning

Or drown in a kiddie pool

So don't be a fool, be sure to take all the necessary precautions when having a BBQ



Weenies man

Chicken...







BRUCE LEE VS. THE KISS ARMY



So, you think you're kung fu's pretty good, eh?

I want to fight your brother

Him, against me

Let's kung fu!!



The smoke is clearing you can see

Peter and Paul Stanley

Kareem and Bruce they've made a truce

While Ace and Gene took PCP



A flying kick right through the air

His foot got stuck in Peter's hair

Ace and Gene took on Kareem

But slipped and fell in afro sheen

Then Bruce yelled out "Oh Boy"

I think he meant "La Choy"

Kareem and Bruce don't miss when throwing stars at KISS



Gene now has a shorter tongue

They should have used their love gun

Gene and Ace escaped today

They'll live to fight another day



Oh, oh my god

Ancient Chinese secret sent by Buddha

Blah...

Bruce and Kareem out shooting baskets for two points.



CHICKEN BOX



Hey blood come around

Come check out my part of town

I want to see you there tonight

But in my neighborhood

You know the chicken's good

I want to see the black men fight



And now the time is here

Cold chicken, chitlens, beer

I want to see you there tonight

And now they come around

These soul food stands in town

Malt liquor seems to taste so right



To the chicken stand we go

We're eating lots of greasy food.







CARP



Time: it's always there but not on my side

Time: it ticks and ticks as my life passes

Time: it's time to go to work and go to school

I see a fucking problem here



Get up get dressed my friends it's time to go to work

Fuck that, ha ha

I think I'll stay in bed instead



Work: Oh boy it's fun to sweat

Work: Is it fucking lunch time yet?

Work: I'm sorry boss my car won't start

I see a fucking problem here.







TOILET



Now the time is here

Toilet talk is what is near

In an outhouse outside my pad

My sense of smell makes me see red

My dog takes a drink

From the toilet which makes us think



Toilet!!



Pizza dinner I went out

20 beers scream and shout

Now the moment of truth comes in

I'll fill that dog from the other end



I hope that someday I will find

A giant toilet of this kind

It's drained with tile and coping and

Free alva decks for my whole band

Skate this thing till the break of dawn

While Corky and Tyler pack my bong

What's the deal you say it's gay

While chicks and jocks they think it's lame.







OATS



Welcome to my breakfast table this is what you'll find

A different kind of breakfast food that leaves the real ones far behind

What's the fucking deal, all these brand names all around

They raise the prices, raise my rent, but do not make a sound



Now I'm getting older these changes in my life

It's the Quaker man he's the one I give my hand

He's the one who picks my wife for me

I think that he is God

You know it's true

He's the one who picks my wife for me



Jesus Christ, Holy shit, now what's the fucking deal?

How the Hell should I go on if there's no more sex appeal

I give you flakes

I give you puffs of corn right off the shelf

I know you never thought of that

I know you never thought of it



Stand in line for oats today.







1, 2, 3 ... SLAM!!!



Okay, here's the story about my mom and dad

One was white

One was black

I bet you think you're glad

I'm a half breed, my skin is fair yet tan

I don't know what the hell I'm on

So 1, 2...1, 2, 3 SLAM!!!



Kinky hair when I wake up

Straight when I go to bed

My dad speaks jive talk to me, don't know what he just said

My mother she's a honkey

My dad's Kentucky fried

I don't know what the hell I'm on

So 1, 2...1, 2, 3 SLAM!!!



Back at home it's black eyed peas with a pot roast on the side

It's hot dogs on Friday nights

The chicken's country fried

My dad says "Yo boy pass the peas!"

My mom says pass the squash

I need something to ease the pain

So I'll go downtown and get some downers



Whoa, man, I'm a little bit slow

But I've got to get up somehow

Got no money

Just a good idea

Let me tell you how

I'll steal my parents credit cards

Oh yes I'll rip them off

I'll go downtown to where dad works

And get myself some cocaine



Now I'm high, and I'm not shy

I'll get it off my chest

My mom is white, she thinks she's right

She thinks that she's the best

My dad is just a negro, he's not one to play golf

I don't know what the hell I am

So 1, 2...1, 2, 3 SLAM!!!







I USED TO BE 20



(??)







REGGAE MAN



( not like you cant hear them yourself =P )



JUST A FUCK



Most girls I know are so lame

Red hot bods

They're all the same

Nothing in between the ears

Just lots of space

Six cans of beer to fuck



See you later

Thanks again

Maybe we can just be friends

All that space inside your head

Makes me want to go to bed and fuck



The love I have for her is real

$2.99 the six pack deal

See her with another guy

It makes me laugh

She thinks I cried





Girls in bars they make me sick

But I don't care if the suck my dick

Spend six bucks on dollar night

A prostitute for just one night to fuck









HYPOCRITE



See you at church and I see you at school

Say that you live by the golden rule

But, look again, it's all a lie



You're a hypocrite, and I don't know why

You're a hypocrite and I don't know why

Your life's filled with distortions and lies



See you at a party, don't know what to say

When I catch you in a lie, you just turn your head away

But take a look around, you've got none to fool

Because none of us live by mother's golden rule



Take a look around, not a fucking sound

I stare at you

So what you gonna' do?

You live a life of lies

The truth to you is no surprise

You say it's on the way

Now you fucking pay.







MARCO POLO



Marco........POLO!!!

Fish out of water!







UNDER MY SKIN



You're under my skin like needled and pins

You really start to bug me

But there is no end

You're a bad bad drug

Like the one you're hooked on

Trying to addict me but something's' gone wrong

You're under my skin like needles and pins





You're a pea brained monkey that shouldn't have a name

You want to be a psycho

Want to cause some pain

What do you want me

Cause I don't want you

Why do you hang around when you know that I don't like you?

You're under my skin like needles and pins



Through my skin

In my veins

From my arm

Into my brain

You cause me nightmares

But cause no pain

It's only because I know your game.







GAS OUT



go to the store, but a pack

there's 12 tortillas neatly stacked

next thing you know, grab some beans

Stuff that shit right down your jeans



We run, we hide

Your diet's refried



Gas out...Next thing you know

Sorry mom, I think I'll go and drop the bomb

It's in the face, and that's too bad

Rosaritas all they had



We run, we hide

The beans inside

Gas out.







NO SUCH THING



Wrap your legs around me baby

I'll fill you with my love

I'll be pullin' out my power pole girlie

And show you what it does



Most girls are afraid of me

But once you give me a chance

I sure like what you're showing

Now let's rock and roll baby

Cause there's no such thing as love



Get busy rocking baby

Get busy rolling

Show what you got inside

Get busy rocking

Get busy rolling

I know what you've got inside, yeah



No such thing

There's no such thing as love.







MALTED VOMIT



(fuck if i know..)





GHOST



Digging graves in my living room

Red roses in full bloom

A hanging lamp floats down the hall



I believe in ghosts

Though ghosts I never see

Ghosts are in my house

They're making fun of me

I can't wake up

From this nightmare



Slamming doors when I try to sleep

See me scared the more they reap

Breaking out of closets in my halls.

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