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Intro
05:57
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Rudifixion, Part I
05:57
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(Ghost of a...)
00:38
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went to bed
smelling like man
slept that night
just as deeply as one can
woke up
smelling like a woman
and the woman beside me
smelling like a man
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Bless the Daring Postman
01:43
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bless the daring postman, etc.
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Sexythroatpain
03:58
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redneck in the bar
at 9th and allen
said boy you must be gay
i said no sir
i'm not gay, sir
i just like my ears well-balanced
a girl called me on the phone today
i'd like to write a song about her
although i'm busy
i'll probably do it anyway
cause i'm a sucker for sexythroatpain
that girl hasn't called me in three weeks
don't think i'll write a song about her
but if i see her out
i'll be polite
though there's no doubt
she doesn't know about sexythroatpain
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The Cogitable Vegetables
03:01
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the cogitable vegetables talk to me
they are smarter than i am
they say, gee i love yer pessary
and i don't know they're making fun of me
they say, you're gonna wait until tomorrow
they say, you're gonna live until today
you're gonna make a sandwich
you're gonna take your vitamins
you're gonna do whatever we say
the cogitable vegetables talk to me
the cogitable vegetables read the dictionary
they say i'm feculant
i say i'm fecund
they say you're wrong
i ask why
they say reductio ad absurdum
the cogitable vegetables know latin
well, i know some latin
i know pliny the elder
but not personally
i try to argue
but i dropped out of logic class 3 times
i took math 113 instead, then failed
and finally got a D
the cogitable vegetables don't think much of me
they are perspicacious, they say i'm salacious
i say what the hell do you mean
they say it is our onus
to follow you
to improve you
wherever you go
and it's hard
your head is so saltatory
your thoughts are so nugatory
i say salami
i say peppers
i say feet
they say, what?
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Free Gasoline
03:22
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summertime in the country
makes me feel ok
swimming is right, i think i'll stay out all night
then sleep away the day
mrs., please, keep on driving
we got a lot of gasoline
i don't know here she's going
and she don't know where i been
the wind blows the sun off us
but it still soaks in our skin
the water is clean and we both know what it means
to forget the world, if just for a second
drive in no direction, ask with no reply
a swimming insurrection
and it doesn't mean anything
so, mrs., please keep on driving
we got a lot of gasoline
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Reflective Food
01:50
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i ate some food
it was reflective and it was good
but now i have mirror-poop
mirror-poop
mirror-poop
mirooooor p o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o p
mirror-poop, yaa.
i saw my butt hhhole, baby, baby, baby, baby
good old mirror-poop
yahyahyahyahyahyahyahyahhayhayayhayhayhayhay
u u u u u u you can too, so go ahead
and eat reflective food
if you want to see your butt hhhole
in some weird old-fashioned funny
meermeermeermeermeermeermeermeerorrrr
poooooooooooooooop. bay bee
alright
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baby, you may think what i say is crazy
and i'm feeling kinda hazy
but my love ain't being lazy, no way
baby, i feel like giving you a daisy
i feel like writing you a phrasey
that says what i want to say, hey hey
baby, don't think i'm being lackadaisy
i'll even take off my jasey
don't want you to go away, hey hey
baby, you make my heart a-feel all blazy
and my mind is in a mazy
i guess i'll have to paraphrasey, and say...
don't skim on me baby
i want 2% of your love
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Song Called Stan
01:27
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this is a song!
song called stan!
whoooooaaa!
goddamn!
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Artmatic Intermission
03:24
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N/A
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shooby shooby doo wop
shooby shooby doo wop
shooby shooby doo wop
i watch the curl of the sidewalk
it might trip me
i watch the level of my nose
in case i'm falling down
i said, baby, i take my time
but she raised her fist and i melted
her pistol, and her hair of wine
they cut right through my drunk
i'm off the wagon again
i may not never, ever
i may not stay together
just a sliver of whatever
went through your head, my friend
i am the hero
i am the clown
i know the level of my nose
in case i'm falling down
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tripped up on that cocaine shit
and fell upon myself
so i got a good dog
but he died real quick
i was gonna name him spodle the dog
he was a good dog, but he died
so i went out on a long, long drive
drove about, like, 65 mph
got to nebraska and took a right
but nebraska kicked me out
in the middle of the night
well, i counted to number
that i don't remember now
and my mind it was a-racin'
like a quadriplegic hoe-down
i asked almighty bob
if he would please give me a sign
he said alright
when the message hit me
i was filled with joy and glee
dogs are kinda stupid
it's cats who are for me
so a ran on home to give my kitty a hug
but she was in the corner
making poopy on the rug
and i just kinda smiled, i said
hey kittycat, come over here and play
she just kinda meowed
flicked her tail, and slowly walked away
and i thought about my dog
he was a good dog, but he died
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she leaned her head against the door
she leaned her head against the door
she turned away
it left the same mark as before
that last time
she leaned her head against the door
she's greasy
and i like it
she leaned her head against the door
she leaned her head against the door
she turned away
it left the same mark as before
that last time
she leaned her head against the door
she's greasy
yeah
ah
and i like it
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Waiting for Crime
03:22
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tonight i'm sittin' on my back porch
drinkin' wine
and the kids across the alley
are gettin' high
and the fire from the streetlights
shines on the apartments
and the car thieves
are gonna wait while
tonight i'm sittin on my back porch
waiting for crime
tonight i'm sittin' on my back porch
waiting for crime
drunk all the time
but nobody minds
cause no one's around
i'm waiting for crime
i'm drunk all the time
but nobody minds
cause no one's around
i'm waiting for crime
tonight i'm sittin' on my back porch
waiting for crime
tonight i'm sittin' on my back porch
tonight i'm sittin' on my back porch
drinkin' wine
and the kids across the alley
are gettin' high
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Patsy Cline
01:22
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(fuckin' goin' out like patsy cline, motherfucker!
right into the side of a mountain, hoo-hoo!)
patsy cline never wrote a song called "those saints are thugs"
patsy cline never wrote a song called "yellow sucks"
patsy cline never wrote a song called "chairs that tilt"
patsy cline never wrote a song called "the legacy of lefty frizzell"
but if she did i'd buy that record, yessir!
patsy cline never wrote a song called "judge gets mad"
patsy cline never wrote a song called "the adventures of little mr. apple bud"
patsy cline never wrote a song called "the adriatic sea and me"
patsy cline never wrote a song called "sore puppies"
but if she did i'd buy that record, yessir!
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lounging 'round the house
contemplating sitting as a dynamic act
i have been this way for 5 days
and i don't think i'll be coming 'round too fast
but where are you, where are you, where are you
if only you could see the fix i'm in
just pack that suitcase
give everyone a goodbye kiss
come with me we'll rally 'round our common sins
nobody knows what happens sometimes
when we have a drink or maybe more
and people can't see beyond the lights
you kiss me good and you touch me nice
and we talk into the night
yes, there are times, there are late nights when
little manuevers sneak out our heads
and we speak without saying
there's nothing so appealing as sin
so i say in vino veritas
i say in vino veritas
i say in vino veritas
let's have a drink
let's have a drink
let's have a drink
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Rose's Hips
04:26
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i made a plan
to take a stand
and drive on down
to memphistown
to kill the man
who stole my girl
i'll shoot him in the head
and leave him for dead
i will, i will
oh, rose
rose's hips
it started five years ago
we met at a punk rock show
i fell in love with her
and she fell on top of me
it was heaven
like in a movie or a dream
oh, rose
rose's hips
rose had the best hips
that i'd ever seen
i'd place my hands on them
and we'd dance in a moonlit scene
for five years this bliss rolled on
i really meant to make her my wife
but then when someone else came along
they ran away and took my life
oh, rose
rose's hips
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20. |
I Give Concerts
01:54
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you play this string
i'll play that one
let's have fun now
you play this string
i'll play that one
let's have fun now
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21. |
Rudifixion, Part II
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22. |
...
00:09
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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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