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Blessed Nipple Hair
03:24
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she said, hey, you got nipples
i said, yah, i got 2
she said, wow, that's real funny,
'cause, i, got a couple too
so we shared and compared
then she declared
you got 66 hairs on the left one
and only 40 over there
so she tugged them and she yanked them
with her fingers and her teeth
and she pulled them out and braided them
and made a little wreath
and with ceremony and sacraments
she blessed the silly thing
she hung it from a silver chain
and she began to sing
blessed nipple hair
how did you get there?
i've got 2 nipples but no hair, it's not fair
blessed nipple hair, blessed nipple hair
i'll wear this necklace by my heart
so i can have some hair there
all that envy made me feel pretty weird
but it also made me hot
she really dug the hair i had
in places she did not
you know, she had hairy armpits
and her legs: there was some on each
and that place that's such a secret
was colored like a really private beach
yah, some of it was kinky
and some of it was soft
and some of it was stubbly
if she didn't shave it off
but she had fine bald-ass nipples
and that was cool with me
if she needs to be more hairy
she can wear that fuckin wreath, and sing,
blessed nipple hair
how did you get there?
i've got 2 nipples but no hair, it's not fair
blessed nipple hair, blessed nipple hair
i'll wear this necklace by my heart
so i can have some hair there
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2. |
City Make Me Freak It
04:17
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well, there's no question of my empty empty head
can't remember things i might have said
got beaten down when i was 10
i don't remember just what happened then
but the city make me freak it
oh yeah, the city make me freak it
so i drove entire pennsylvania
got lost inside the harlem-town
i moved my ass into manhattan
gettin ready to be gettin' down
gettin ready to be gettin' down
yeah, the city make me freak it
oh yeah, but the city make me freak it
and i met bob's cousin
but i don't know his name
he had a chess set
and we played a game
but i got too fuckin' high
and i got too fuckin' drunk
i bled for 3 days straight
yeah, city make me freak it...
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Far-out Martini
01:56
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far out martini
dig it
yeah
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i'm the world champion
of tremendousness
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5. |
Yeah! Earl!
04:10
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yeah!
earl!
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6. |
1950 (Live)
03:34
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turn in your papers
cause you mapped out your horizon
of your pretty little liza
oh, what a pretty little baby
but you stood your ground
against the mindless fascinations
all the gay boys admired your
emotions left withstanding
so you took some pills
and scared the world
mgm lost its little girl
1950 served to be
a year of atrocity
the meglin kiddie revue
what a shining little star was born
the gumm sisters were so young
what a pretty
what a pity
little zeigfeld girl
and i could go on singing
but no one likes my singing
so why go on singing
because no one likes my singing
they'd rather be in a room
full of killer bees a-stinging
than listen to my singing
than listen to my singing....
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yah! my official meteorologist is trish brown
my official meteorologist is trish brown
she tells me when the sun comes up
and when it's going down
my official meteorologist is trish brown
and then she warns me if big storms is gonna hit
and if lightning and thunder are gonna acca-cuh-cuh-company it
yah, she measures the rain in inches
and gives me all that barometric shit
trish brown is my weather girl
and she's one perky chick
yeah, she changes her hairstyle just about every once in a while, man
yeah, she's gotta dye it blonde cause from her eyebrows i can tell, man
that her pubic hair is dark down there
if i was her husband i'd just sit and stare
but i'm not and i can only watch her on the television, man
trish brown, trish brown, goddamn, i think yer wild
and yer belly's gettin full cause yer pregnant with yer weather luv-child
yah, yer short as a gnome, but cute as an elf
i'd like to take you home and put you on my shelf
but then you couldn't check low-pressure systems
and look out for my general health
my official meteorologist is trish brown
my official meteorologist is trish brown
she tells me when the sun comes up
and when it's going down
my official meteorologist is trish brown
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8. |
8-Ball for Lovers Only
02:20
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we dig that monkey sex
get freaky
black felt windowshade
so not to see
the shiny special
swim! bang!
all over me
drop 'round to my pad
straightways
to move and groove
create monkey mood
swing big bass strings
that sing round, wound
rumble and shake
bowels
like billiards broke
by god's stick
8-ball for lovers only
country makeshift
fruit salad drip
i try to catch it in my hands
hello, vaccuum sunshine
vodka wound
uptown, see those clouds
cut the sugar, baby
and i'll watch the water
fall from your head
8-ball for lovers only
share that barstool
the yellow room
a cat in the woods
or just romp like
bomp like
drunken kids
i got it all memorized now
and you've got strength
you've got nipples
but i'm late as it stands
grand plan
big girl
we'll freak and slide
and buy batteries
8-ball for lovers only
yeah
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Sayfé's Wänderlüst
03:09
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huh, etc.
word is out you think you're weird
and you spent some time on the floor
well no one's weird
but some are crazy
and some are strange
and i've seen the floor before, too
get over your little tragedy
you can find something better to do
there's nothin' to do
maybe marry and an ice skater
maybe take a nap
yeah, that sounds like a really good thing to do
have you seen the new $100 bills
it's time to take an airplane ride
sayfé's wänderlust, no smoochin' blues
and i vaguely remember the day i died
stop, the great country stars are dying
there's bloody techno everywhere
you must touch a lamp to a desk
and i can't remember the proper aesthetic
and i care about all of god's creatures
in this special, beautiful world
but i'm a thief, and i'm a liar
and she is an enterprising girl
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10. |
The Spice Must Flow
03:29
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N/A
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11. |
Airplane Song
01:43
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N/A
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what we gonna do
if we run into each other
20 years from now?
we never slept together
would we have anything
to talk about?
you'll be old and wrinkly
and i'll have someone's kidneys
but our livers will be blackened
just the same
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13. |
When They Die
02:59
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i've never seen a dead man shoot up
and i've never seen a dead man get high
i've never seen a dead man get drunk
and i've never seen a dead man die
i've never seen a dead man hate
and never seen a dead man fight
and i've never seen a dead man love
you know i've never seen a dead man cry
and i've never seen a dead man work
so i've never seen a dead man sigh
and i've never seen a dead man cheat
and i've never seen a dead man lie
dead men sure are stupid when they're alive
but they sure get smart when they die
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14. |
The Singer's Naked
04:42
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the singer's naked
the singer's drunk
the singer thinks you're an asshole
the singer's pretty punk
rock singer's movin
the singer falls
the singer gets arrested
the cops cover up his balls
rock show's over
and the bars are closed
that's enough for tonight
it's time to go home
out on the street now
a car's on fire
the river's stinky
and i'm a liar
when i say it's alright
to go home with you
what would my girlfriend think?
what would your husband do?
we go to an after-hours, though
and proceed to get fucked-up
so i guess it's ok now
but i frown and smash my cup
into the wall there
right by the heads
of 2 naked singers
my good friends
they understand though
been done before
they turn away from me
while she and i walk out the door
into the street again
sky's almost blue
she likes good music
so i say i'm a singer too
we're at her place now
and it's ok
it's dirty enough for me
to trust her and say
yes, i'm a singer
and i like you
she says, ok, that's nice
now what you wanna do?
before i answer
the question's old
sounds of the morning
continue
and she just takes control
of my direction
of my hips
she sings
viscissitude, our great teacher
kissed with sour lips
how can i argue?
what's left to say?
i put the wine glass to my mouth
cause she's a better singer than me
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Rudy Charisma St. Louis, Missouri
Rudy Charisma recorded 250 songs from 1995 to 1997, after which he abruptly retired from the entertainment industry. He'd started playing with Morgan the Lotus in Athens, Ohio. They recorded as The Belts, then morphed into Rare White Squirrel. After moving to Saint Louis, Missouri he went solo, but by 1997 his output had dwindled to nothing. He has recorded just a handful of songs since then. ... more
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