I've been to hell. I spell it...I spell it DMV Anyone that's been there knows precisely what I mean Stood there and I've waited and choked back the urge
Oh I can still remember Jenny Hernando She was my little lovely one When I was seventeen. I remember the day that she Gave me her viriginity And then
I am the plan, I am the man who tells you what and when you can. I'm the old one that torments you. I am the voice that tells you to: "Don't get caught
When I woke up this mornin' I felt a pang. I was hungerin' for some apple pie. Stumble in the bathroom, hung my hog a little bit. Washed the sleep out
I'm a dog, a dirty flying dog. I drink Campari with marinated wild hog. I've no sense, I like electric fence. I put barbed wire in my pants and do a
Felt a pang late one afternoon I was fishin' off Muir beach With Larry LeLonde Grabbed a tuna salad sandwich And I started to chew Pretty soon Ler's
They found James Ambrose dead in his cell A gaping gash in his arm had drained him down to Hell No one knew for sure in Ambrose was his name They called
He was a might golden boy, as gold as ever seen But when he stepped up to the podium, you could tell that boy was mean His arms was made of nickel,
Glad you came, glad you're here Have some champagne, imported beer Dig down in your dirt bag And roll us out a spleef Been erect here now for thirteen
Bodacious am a whole lotta' bull over nineteen hundred pounds. He's born in Galry, Oklahoma and he's the baddest sonsabitch around if a Burma bull ever
Slice me up a big slab of that sympathetic cheer. If I'm zapped with radiation they say I'll last another year. Line 'em up now to greet the sacred
Part I - Blinded by the Sun Bring me back again, I'd really rather not be out here on my own. Someone reel me in, I'm drifting ever farther from my
[Originally by Pink Floyd] Come in here, dear boy, have a cigar. You're gonna go far, fly high, You're never gonna die, you're gonna make it if you
It's the guy from the Hamburger Train, mate!
I just can't seem to blend Into society I have no hope for this dim Simplicity of law and order By whose rules I see no rhyme in the reason I hold no
Here they come Here come the bastards I heard it from a confident - Who heard it form a confidant They're definately on their way There's one with this
Questions deserving answers Answers deserving action What am I of the populi I am but a fraction Is there heaven? Is there Hell? Is that tuna melt I
He stood in line with the rest And waited got his chance To take his place behind the glass And watch the ladies dance It's the nature of things He
