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Big Toe
01:16
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John Q. Public
03:18
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you don't have to be beautiful girl to turn me on
yeah I'm cruising around in my automobile and I'm feelin' super fly
and that little old nana of mine she's riding shotgun by my side
you know where we going, yeah yeah we going down to the dentist to get her crown replaced
I sign on in and then I sit on down, grab a magazine or something
behind your desk woman then you come a-slinkin' around
ooh woman you lookin' so damn fine in your scrubs you got on today
in my face girl, in my face (pump that gas now, pump that gas)
in my lap girl , in my lap (plop that ass now, plop that ass)
anesthetize me, ooh tantelize me
and now you're talking dirty in your real broken English
your tongue slides from my mouth and all the way down to my penis
yeah!
come on now!
ooh, give me some more of that keyboard
yeah now when I-when I come around you know I'm in a real heavy state, man
and then my nana come out and say "I hope I weren't too late"
so I get on up from my chair and I'm gonna take my old lady away
take that old woman away now
but then on the air these Jamaican voices come a-driftin' my way
I turn around and I hear big ol' Henrietta say- here's what she said
"Me took that white boy and me made him a man today"
in my face girl, in my face (pump that gas now, pump that gas)
and in my lap girl , in my lap (plop that ass now, plop that ass)
anesthetize me, and tantelize me
and now you're talking dirty in your real broken English
your tongue slides from my mouth and all the way down to my penis
yeah!
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I Fell For You, Lawanda
03:29
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Creepy Jesus
05:44
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Long ago, in the ancient land of Lawrenceville, and unholy tribe of pagans used their most wicked black magic to bring into the world the embodiment of pure evil. Sewn from the softest of clothes and filled with the most plush stuffing imaginable, this perversion of our lord and savior was imbued with the powers of utter darkness and destruction. He now sits in the tallest tower of an ancient cathedral extending its darkness across the land. Upon a single table, draped in an unadorned white cloth, with a blood-stained crucifix on either side there he sits...Creepy Jesus.
you gaze upon him something's feeling queer
he'll probe your mind and find your deepest fears
take everything you love and boast about it in your ear
in your ear
his vengeance falls like rain from the skies
god can't stop him and you know that he still tries
run 'round the world but you can't escape those eyes
those eyes
empires crumble and rulers fall
your loved one's blood smeared upon the wall
plague and famine upon mankind
he'll steal your soul and he'll make you long to die
(Creepy Jesus)
he'll lure you in with that big fake smile
(Creepy Jesus)
he's had your death planned all the while
(Creepy Jesus)
he wreaks destruction just because he can
(Creepy Jesus)
and he knows one day he'll bring about the fall of man
he'll make you question everything you know
his deeds thrust shame on the man down below
his victims line the earth like sardines all packed in a row
his evil blackens the sun and the stars
no other psychopath could hope to come this far
his body plush as his boner for evil is hard
it's so hard
empires crumble and rulers fall
your loved one's blood smeared upon the wall
famine and plague upon mankind
he'll steal your soul and he'll make you long to die
(Creepy Jesus)
he'll lure you in with that big fake smile
(Creepy Jesus)
he's had your death planned all the while
(Creepy Jesus)
he wreaks destruction just because he can
(Creepy Jesus)
and he knows one day he'll bring about the fall of man
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Wretched Savior
04:01
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trade away your comforts for a flag at which to pledge
and if you will not join me I will push you from the ledge
you won't see my reason, I know you're all the same
goodbye my wretched savior, I shall not be saved
summer turns to autumn, the leaves lose all their green
I scrub in desperation to make my skin look clean
leave the arrows to the archer, the pennies to the thieves
goodbye my wretched savior leave the saving up to me
they speak of understanding, but they showed me just their backs
their words are wrapped in velvet, but their souls were clad in black
tomorrow makes a year, I have left them to the grave
goodbye my friend, my savior, it's you I cannot save
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The Sweet By-and-By
04:21
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William Shakespeare needs some car insurance
William Shakespeare needs his car insured
William Shakespeare needs some car insurance
William Shakespeare needs his car insured
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William Shakespeare needs some car insurance
William Shakespeare needs his car insured
William Shakespeare needs some car insurance
William Shakespeare needs his car insured
shop shop (yay yay) shopping
shop shop (yay yay) shopping
shop shop (yay yay) shopping
shop shop (yay yay) shopping
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