1. |
Album Intro
01:01
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2. |
Space Dragon
01:50
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Space dragon, running inside your mind
Space dragon, time is nothing to you
Space dragon, inside your mind, running in time like a laser beam
Space dragon, time rewinds
Space dragon, it seems to me you are sad
Metal and machine and laser beams
Space dragon, Space dragon
Fantasies inside your mind
Time is nothing to you
Space dragon, nothing means nothing to you
Machines and laser beams
Microchips in the melting sun
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3. |
2 Chord Jam
04:49
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We've been playing these same 2 chords for about ten years now
When are we finally gonna find another chord and finish this song
We've been waiting for a third chord since 1994
We've been waiting for the third chord for this song to make it better
Than just a 2 chord jam
This is just 2 chord song
I guess songs need more than 2 chords
Are you even reading for the next chord
What are you gonna do when you hear it
Could this be it are you even ready for it
Is this the 3rd chord or is it really just the 2nd chord moved up 2 frets
Could this be the 3rd chord?
This is just a 2 chord song that we wrote in '94
Would we loose our audience if we went to a 3rd chord
We could use this as the 3rd chord
It's really just the 2nd chord raised up 2 frets
But people are so stupid they won't ever f!@king know
That's all you get
It's more than you deserve
Sucking off the corporate tits of America
Let me take you back to the beginning of this song
You can't even understand we've been stuck on these same chords for about 12 years now
Trying to find another chord in 1996
We was about 22 when we wrote this song
Actually, I stole it from Alex Mace
So I've been wasting 12 years of my life
On a song that I stole from an asshole
But even back then we knew we were gonna have to find another chord
But even back then we knew that this
Was gonna be another 2 chord jam
I guess songs don't need more than 2 chords
Sucking off the corporate tits of America
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4. |
Dance if you Can't Dance
02:34
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Dance if you can't dance if you can't dance no more
I got the grooves to get the party jumping
Stand back as I work my thing
Watch me move as the music's pumping
And the dance floor moves to the rhythm of the DJ
Spinning the night away
We aint gonna stop till the break of day
So if you thinking about sitting down
We got this to say
Get your body on the dance floor baby
It's a party cant you see
Let the rhythm move you it's your chance for
Letting go of everything
I got the moves to make you mine girl
If I find you're the kind of girl who keeps up with me
Now you are gonna see
Just how it's gonna be
Shout if you're feeling me
Set your body free
Loud as you wanna be
Feel the insanity
Now we can all get down
If you aint dripping sweat
Then you aint grooving yet
Just feel it in your soul
The music takes control
Burning inside of you
There's nothing you can
We're all slaves to the party
Cuz when the music's tight
It makes the party right
We're gonna go all night
Until the morning light
Move like you wanna move
Give like you wanna groove
We are slaves to the . . .
(Repeat Chorus)
(Repeat Verse 1)
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5. |
Unicorns and Rainbows
03:03
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You spent the day to look for fairies in your mind
Hide and seek and ye shall find
Take a ride with me inside your heart to set you free
On a magic carpet ride
Unicorns and Rainbows
Dance across the sky
In search for destination
To the rivers in your mind
You spent the day to look for fairies in your mind
Hide and seek and ye shall find
Unicorns and Rainbows
Dance across the sky
Unicorns and Rainbows
A magic pot of gold
Leprechauns play happy songs
The wind will guide you home
In the fields of imagination
The toad will show you the way
In the heart by the sacred river
Past the palace to the golden lake
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6. |
Thank God for Weed
02:40
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We wake up, on a saturday morning about 11 O'clock and start rocking
It's not unusual for us, to start rocking this early
We're a little bit stoned it's a quarter past 11:30 in the morning
And we're on to our second song
We already wrote one song before 11 O'clock
It's time for us to not stop rocking
Are we gonna write another song today Josh?
I don' know, I don't know
I thank god, for weed
It's the greatest thing in history
I wanna thank god, sincerely
Thank god for weed, Thank god for me
It's the greatest invention ever
It cures the sick, it heals the poor
Oh it soothes my pain
God you're the hippest inventor of all
How'd you come up with some of that funky shit like
Opium, cocaine, hashish, mushrooms and weed
And what about black holes, light particles and quarks
Cold fusion, no one thinks about quarks anymore
Thank god for weed Thank god for me
What's going on in the center of the galaxy
I don't know I don't know
How many dimensions have you created
You're a stoner god, it's so obvious you smoke pot
What's the deal with that eternal hum?
That is so f!@king stoney
Funny how the smoke rises right to god
He gets the weed for free, thank god for me
And what the universe, it's kinda funny
How it's big and small at the same time
It f!@king blows my mind
Thank god for weed
Smoking joints with god
i\In the center of a hurricane
It cures my pain
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7. |
Office Techno
02:26
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Coffee is crank
Im losing my hair
Im making photocopies
And I just don't care
Xerox in my mind
My heart is a fax
I fell in love with an outlet
And I'm turning into a fax
I am in the fax room
I am alone
Offices all around me
The lights flicker
Celluloid fantasy in my mind
This is not Mr. Roboto
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8. |
80's Songs
03:48
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What if we never spoke but only sung in 80's songs
What would the world be like if we put the heart where the soul belonged
No more useless conversation only phrases
Go tell all the adults to stop acting their ages
I think I would go outside and go to the store and buy some bread
I go to the bank and I cash my checks
I go to the post office for some f!@king stamps
And when I was done, I would rock, yeah
What do you do when you see a pretty lady after the show
You say let's rock girl let's go crazy
You get inside your f!@king Testarosa
You say hey baby come and get a little closer
It may sound like I'm singing to a big crowd
But this is my life every day, I live it loud
I live it loud and on the edge and oh so f!@king crazy
But this is what is was like living in the 80's
Let's rock do you party
Hey girl, where you been
It's getting late, after party
Jump into my Mercedes Benz
Life gets so loud it gets so proud it gets so lazy
Every day is a party when you're living in the 80's
Whiskey club, friday night
Hey baby do you feel alright
You brought your girlfriends I brought some blow
What you doing after the show
They say I waste my time but I must admit it sure was fun
You'll need an ambulance to drive you home when I am done
(Repeat Chorus)
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9. |
Mextacy
02:26
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Mextacy
5 Mexicans in love with Morrisey
Line dancin' with my hombre next to me
Cowboy macho mustache extacy
Mextacy
Que rico, no es tipico
Hola guapo Morrisey Sextacy
We love tampico
Las pappas fritas, bisexuosos
We dance the night so close
And then we lava los manos
Baila con migo mis amigos bisexuamos
Era spectaco los guapo, te queiro tanto
Pappas fritas con nalgitas
bisexuamos
Mextacy
5 Mexicans in love with Morrisey
Line dancin' with my hombre next to me
Cowboy macho mustache extacy
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10. |
Here Comes the Nightlife
05:26
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Here comes the night and it feels so right
In the night, here comes the night
Here comes the night , here comes the night
Here comes the nightlife
Everything is cool in the night
Everything gets so dark in the night
Short guitar solo
In the night, yeah, and it feels so right
You get into the groove
Here comes the nightlife here comes the night
You're starting to starting to starting to move
With me on the mic you see what you like
With Doug on guitar I will take you far
We put you into a trance
You're starting to dance
A quarter past 2 at the drive through looking for nightlife
We cruise trailer parks after it's dark looking for nightlife
Inside my car driving much too far
We cruise jiffy lubes looking for nightlife
Looking for nightlife at the bank
Looking for signs of nightlife at the AMPM
Looking for nightlife at the Walmart parking lot at the mini mall
(etc . . . )
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11. |
Alright! Tonight!
01:52
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Gonna break it down
Gonna be tonight
On the floor with oil baby
And I'll lick your soul tonight
Alright!
I call you baby
On the telephone
Your mama answers
But your daddy says you're just not home
I know you're working it
Keeping it tight
I call you baby please
Can I come and see you tonight
Alright! Tonight!
I call you baby
On the telephone
Your mama answers
But your daddy says you're just not home
I know you're working it
Keeping it tight
I call you baby please
Can I come and see you tonight
Let me break it down to the level
I am the bass and you are the treble
You without me is like me without you
So come and put your arms around me
You are the bomb
You know what Im talking about
When you look at my shoes you see the kind of man I am
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12. |
The Pimp Smack
02:52
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Bitches and Ho’s
It’s all I really knows
You train the ladies
And they go get the dough
Bitches and Ho’s
It’s all I’ve ever known
I’ve trained my ladies
Now they go get my dough, yo
I’m straight pimpin’, coming up on you quick
Fast as my best bitches turn tricks
It’s a vicious, efficient system I set up right, I got it locked down tight
Cop my style punk and we gonna fight, your getting knocked out
I don’t hold back a bit when it’s time to unload the whole clip
I take care of shit and then I split
I’m on to the next place I’m gonna erase your whole click
And though I’ve hardly even started to repay you for the way you dissed me
So get ready for the next wave.
I got the patience to wait for the day they take off your braces
So you can say your teeth were straight for maybe half a day
Before you smiled and I knew it was the moment to unleash the hell that dwells in this hand
Can you withstand, the pimp smack
Raining down on your ass so hard you wish this was just heart attack
I keep it cocked, locked and loaded at all times
My secret weapons never failed to keep a ho in line
Registered on a patent in my real name
M world renown game remains protected
Legal barriers my six attorneys erected.
It’s patented, don’t try to jack it.
Or you’ll see what happens . . .
I reach back, cock, let the hand go
Land square on her face and then watch the ho fold
Collapse at least onto the floor your out cold, its over, next episode
Pimpin runs thick in my blood
I couldn’t leave it even if I should
Born a pimp you better believe it
Tricks work the cash and I’m keeping it.
My lifestyle demands I’m a wife beating man
My lifestyle demands . . .
Did you know that my patented pimp smack, has got a four state reach
With automatic ho tracking on the satellite feed
Hiding In them pretty titties I got em is a homing device
They don’t know I be spying on them
I make up the rules to pimpin as I go
Keeping my hoes on a short leash they always know
That I’m the daddy mack, ever ready to unleash the dreaded attack from my vicious patented pimp smack
Yes I am the sole creator, style innovator
World famous from Venice beach to the equator
To singaphore or anywhere else there’s good hard working whores
I can’t keep up with demand, my styles exploding so quick
The whole basis of culture is eroding
If a chick ever gets the crazy thought that she can leave me,
I auction her off as a used sex slave on ebay.
I coulda retired when I was like nineteen, but this lifestyle’s just too enticing to leave
All my life, the only thing I’ve really know was breaking hos
The lost art of making ladies rake in dough and bring it home
Its easy to see why all the cash they earn’s for me
All the hos know I’m a gold mine,
I gotta bag of cum bunnies
It’s where I get my monies
I send them out, the go hopping around
To all the beds in town.
Bitches and hoes
Its all I really know
You train your ladies
And they go get the dough
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13. |
Clap Your Hands
02:22
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They look like people you can trust
Real Americans through and through
Good christian people thrust
Into a holy crusade for the truth
The lies inside his heart
Oh lord they speak the truth
I believe in Jesus
I believe in the USA
I believe in my Ford truck
And the American way
Osama Bin Laden you wont be forgotten
So give up, and stop messin' with us
Jesus Christ is coming up fast
If you don't give up now
He'll put a boot in your ass
So come on please
Stop messin' with the USA
Clap your hands if you're into ass kickin'
Take a stand and join the fight
Stomp your feet cuz were fighting for freedom
Uncle Sam in the name of Christ
'W', There's a look in your eye
That tells me I can trust you
I put my faith in you
Taking lives for freedom don't mean a damn thing
When you're right, and backed by God
And Jesus Christ and me
Clap your hands if you're into ass kickin'
Take a stand and join the fight
Stomp your feet cuz were fighting for freedom
Uncle Sam in the name of Christ
I believe in Jesus
I believe in the USA
I believe in my Ford truck
And the American way
Hot dogs and picnics and baseball and hot chicks
Big rigs and big bucks and fast cars and tough trucks
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14. |
Worlds Best Cat
03:46
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15. |
Dying in Time
05:48
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Im flying Im flying inside my mind
Circles are spinning inside of time
Inside time is where I'll die
Inside time inside my mind
Im dying and dying inside my mind
Flying and flying inside of time
Dreams escape turn on your fantasy
Can you believe it's really me
Can you believe all this f!@king shit is happening to me
I look inside and all I find life is not what it seems
Dying in time writing the rhyme Running out of time
Even in time we are still running out of our minds
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16. |
Bullshit Jamboree
11:31
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I know I can, I can
Winter's inside of me
Frighten me
When fantasy becomes reality
It's such a tragedy
To try to be what they want to be
No one knows what, it's really like to be me
Clouds and dragons and laser beams
Are like dreams to me
When I cant take anymore
I join the bullshit jamboree
The bullshit jamboree
The bullshit jamboree
Winter's inside of me
Used to frighten me
When fantasy became reality
It was a tragedy
To try to be what they wanted me to be
No one knew what it was like to be me
Clouds and dragons and laser beams
Were like dreams to me
When I cant take anymore
I join the bullshit jamboree
The bullshit jamboree
The bullshit jamboree
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