Bringing Good Music to Good People lyrics
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It's Martini Time
Hey, buddy do you got the time?
No I don't got a watch can you spare a dime,
But I got two olives and a couple of limes,
Guessin' that means it's martini time.
The Martinis that brought you the loss,
I didn't even ask or care what they cost,
I lost my job for no reason or rhyme,
Guessin' that means it's martini time.
Martini time (vodka ice shaker!),
Martini time (olive or lime!),
Martini time (gotta have glasses!),
Make it with a layer of ice this time.
Dirty, dry up, or in between,
From the very first sip you know what I mean,
When you're out with a babe you don't nickel or dime,
Guessin' that means it's martini time.
Martini time (vodka ice shaker!),
Martini time (olive or lime!),
Martini time (gotta have glasses!),
Make it with a layer of ice this time.
It's martini time.
I live my life for a layer of ice
Just like those poured by my bartender vice
Any taste of vermouth would be really sublime,
When you have a good martini time!
It's Martini time (vodka ice shaker!),
Martini time (olive or lime!),
Martini time (gotta have glasses!),
Perfectly poured and top of the line.
It's martini time
It's martini time
I Like Beer
In some of my songs I have casually mentioned
The fact that I like to drink beer
This little song is more to the point
Roll out the barrel and lend me your ears
(chorus)
I like beer. it makes me a jolly good fellow
I like beer. it helps me unwind and sometimes it makes me feel mellow (makes him feel mellow)
Whiskey's too rough, champagne costs too much, vodka puts my mouth in gear
This little refrain should help me explain as a matter of fact I like beer
(he likes beer)
My wife often frowns when we're out on the town
And I'm wearing a suit and a tie
She's sipping vermouth and she thinks I'm uncouth
When I yell as the waiter goes by
(chorus)
Last night I dreamed that I passed from the scene
And I went to a place so sublime
Aw, the water was clear and tasted like beer
Then they turned it all into wine (awww)
I like beer. it makes me a jolly good fellow
I like beer. it helps me unwind and sometimes it makes me feel mellow (makes him feel mellow)
Whiskey's too rough, champagne costs too much, and vodka puts my mouth in gear
Aw, this little refrain should help me explain as a matter of fact I love beer
(yes, he likes beer)
Pick it Up
Well it's a capital offense, to write it on the wall, that you hate your country and you'd kill your family. Now you've lost your best defense, and you want to tell them all, but your ill-bred actions brought no satisfaction.
But, it's never enough.
You know it's never enough.
You know something I don't.
Always do what I won't.
Everything is stranger I'm no better from this at all.
Have you lost yourself.
Oh, you gotta pick it up.
You got your health and something to believe in.
Have you lost yourself.
Oh, you gotta pick it up.
You got your health and something to believe in.
Flying into mountains.
Faring, but whose your captain.
[chorus]
If you want to make it right, then you gotta take a stand. Gotta fight your own impressions, and be a better man. 'Cause the world is on your shoulders, but the weight is what you need. It may feel a little colder, you got to bleed to feed the seed.
You ride the wave that guides you.
Always deep within you.
[chorus]
All Hands On The Bad One
You can't get to heaven in a silver spoon
You can polish everything
except for the mark on you
Come be the first in line
To shake the hand of mine
(They call you out and up)
All Hands on the Bad One
We would be no better
You Can't get to heaven in your Sunday best
When the night before they were calling it
your cocktail dress
You can't get to heaven with a three chord song
They called you a sinner
but the people want to sing along
(alliwannadois) Fuck Your Hair
Bob, pixie, shag, feather
All of which my heart is tethered
I'm just a pervert and a clod
I really wanna wanna bop
I took out this girl with hair so big
That I'm wallowing in it like a randy pig
Munching and a munching like a ?
Doing it to it like I'm off the board
All I want to do is fuck your hair
All I want to do is fuck your hair
Mousse it gel it I don't care
All I want to do is fuck your hair
Now I'm a fan of Morgan Fairchild
Her big old hair makes me crazy and wild
I bet it's the size of Marie Antoinette
She has five-foot hair before Final Net
I need a B-52 to be my girl
With a twisty doo and a DQ swirl
I see all that hair going to waste
Everytime I say it I get maced
All I want to do is fuck your hair
All I want to do is fuck your hair
C'mon baby your mama won't care
All I want to do is fuck your hair
Now what I really need is some dumb hair dresser
The bigger her hair the more I caress her
Riding high on a permanent wave
Feeling the friction of a case of Rave
If we could spot these girls riding high
It makes my old curling iron start to rise
We had sexual cravings of a real hair pie
Makes me want to say it me oh my
All I want to do is fuck your hair
All I want to do is fuck your hair
Mousse it gel it Ôcause I don't care
All I want to do is fuck your hair
What Would Brian Boitano Do
What would Brian Boitano if was here right now
He'd make a plan and he'd follow through, that's what Brian Boitano would do
When Brian Boitano was in the olympics, skatin' for the gold
He did two sow cows and a triple flux while wearing a blind fold
When Brian Boitano was in the alps, fighting crisly bears
He used his magic fire breath and saved the maidens fair
So what would Brian Boitano do if were here today
I'm sure he'd kick an ass or two, that's what brian boitano'd do
Cartman: I want this V-chip out of me
it has stunded my vocabulary
Kyle: And I just want my mom to stop fighting everyone
Stan: For Wendy I'll be an activist too, cuz that's what Brian Boitano'd do
When Brian Boitano traveled through time to the year 3010
He fought the Evil robot king and the human race again
When Brian Boitano buit the piramids, he beat up Kublans Kan
Cuz Brian Boitano doesn't take shit from anybody
So let's get the kids together, for we to stop our moms
And we'll save terrance and Philip too, cuz that's what Brian Boitano do
Cradle And All
fourteenth street and the garbage swirls like a cyclone
three o'clock in the afternoon and I am going home
F train is full of high school students
so much shouting
so much laughter
last night's underwear in my back pocket
sure sign of the morning after
take me home
take me home and leave me there
think I'm going to cry, I don't know why
think I'm going to sing myself a lullaby
feel free to listen
feel free to stare
I live in New York New York the city that never shuts up
in the daylight everything is so gory
you can hear snatches of stranger's sorry stories
and I moved there from buffalo but that's nothing
the TRICO plant moved to mexico
left my uncle standing out in the cold
said there's your last paycheck have fun growing old
take me home
take me home and leave me there
think I'm going to cry, I don't know why
think I'm going to sing myself a lullaby
feel free to listen
feel free to stare
rockabye baby
in the treetop
when the wind blows
cradle will rock
when the bough breaks
the cradle will fall
down will come baby
cradle and all
youth is beauty
money is beauty
hell, beauty is beauty sometimes
it's the luck of the draw
it's the natural law
it's a joke
it's a crime
I was bored
you were bored
it was a meeting of the minds
now it's three in the afternoon and I can't leave too soon
saying thank you, I had a nice time
take me home
take me home and leave me there
think I'm going to cry, I don't know why
think I'm going to sing myself a lullaby
feel free to listen
feel free to stare
maybe I'll live my whole life
just getting by
maybe I'll be discovered
maybe I'll be colonized
you could try to train me like a pet
you could try to teach me to behave
But I'll tell you, if I haven't learned it yet
you know,
I ain't gonna sit, I ain't gonna stay
take me home
take me home and leave me there
think I'm going to cry, I don't know why
think I'm going to sing myself a lullaby
feel free to listen
feel free to stare
Being in Love
Being in love really sucks
Being in love really sucks
Being in love really sucks
Being in love sucks
I met a boy and a boy met me
and we got together and we made a baby
and I didn't want it and neither did he
but here comes bouncing baby Julie
And that sucks
A kiss and a hug and a couple of fucks
Being in love really sucks
Being in love really sucks
Being in love really sucks
I met a boy and a boy met me
and we got together and we made a baby
and I didn't want it and neither did he
but here comes bouncing baby Tony
And that sucks too
Being in love really sucks
Being in love really sucks
Babies cost a lot of money
Please don't make me fuck you honey
Well you'll never guess what....
I like a boy and a boy likes me
and we got together and we made a baby
and I don't want it and neither does he
but here comes baby number three
Working Class Hero
As soon as you're born they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of it all
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all
A working class hero is something to be
They hurt you at home and they hit you at school
They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool
Till you're so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules
A working class hero is something to be
When they've tortured and scared you for twenty-odd years
Then they expect you to pick a career
When you can't really function you're so full of fear
A working class hero is something to be
Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV
And you think you're so clever and classless and free
But you're still fucking peasants as far as I can see
A working class hero is something to be
There's room at the top they're telling you still
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill
If you want to be like the folks on the hill
A working class hero is something to be
If you want to be a hero well just follow me
What's The Use Of Getting Sober (When You're Gonna Get Drunk Again)
Boy, you listen to your old Pappy
Yeah, Pappy
And stop drinking so much
I'm-I'm ain't been doing so much drinking, Pappy
Shut up, boy! You drink all day and you drink all night and you know, son, that that ain't right
Oh Pappy, you just give me a chance. I, I can, I . . .
Shut up, boy! Boy, you're lookin' thin as a twig
I know that . . .
Look likes your dear old Pappy - about to blow your wig
Oh I'm gonna blow my wig, Pappy
What's the use of getting sober
When you're gonna get drunk again
Oh Sam done something fine
When he bought that good whiskey, beer and wine
I love my whiskey and I love my gin
Every time you see me I'm in my sin
So what's the use of getting sober
When you're gonna get drunk again
I went out last night about half past one
Thought I'd whoop it up a little and have some fun
I got me a half pint about half past two
Mmm, mmm, the way I was feeling you know what I wanna do
Got me a pint about half past four
Felt so good, went out and got me some more
Got me a quart about half past five
Boy, that was so nice didn't know if I was dead or alive
So what's the use of getting sober If you're gonna get drunk again
Oh Sam done something fine
When he bought that good whiskey, beer and wine
I love my whiskey and I love my gin
Every time you see me I'm in my sin
So what's the use of getting sober
When you're gonna get drunk again
Well I've been thinking
But I keep drinking
I guess I'm 'bout lose my mind
Boyz in the Hood
Woke up quick at about noon
Just thought that I had to be in Compton soon
I gotta get drunk before the day begin
Before my mother starts bitchin' 'bout my friends
About to go and damn near went blind
Young niggaz at the pad throwin' up gang signs
Ran in the house to get my clip
With the Mac-10 in the side of my hip
Bailed outside and pointed my weapon
Just as I thought, the fools kept steppin'
Jumped in the fo' hit the juice on my ride
I got front back and side to side
Then I let the Alpine play
Poppin' new shit by NWA
It was "Gangsta Gangsta" at the top of the list
Then I played my own shit, it went somethin' like this :
Cruisin' down the street in my 6-fo'
Jackin' the bitches, slappin' the ho's
Went to the park to get the scoop
Knuckle-heads out there cold shootin' some hoop
A car pulls up, who can it be?
A fresh El Camino rollin Kilo G
He rolls down his window and he started to say
It's all about makin' that GTA
Cuz the boyz in the hood are alwayz hard
You come talkin' that trash we'll pull your car
Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit'
Don't quote me boy, I ain't sayin' shit
Bored as hell and I wanna get ill
So I went to a spot where my homeboyz chill
The fellows out there tryin' to make that dollar
I pulled up in my 6-fo' and howlered
They greet me with a 40 and I start drinkin'
And from the 8-ball my breath start stinkin'
Got to get my girl, to rock that body
Before I left I hit the block party
Went to her house to get her out of the pad
The bitch said something that made me mad
She said somethin' that I couldn't believe
So I grabbed the stupid bitch by her nappy ass weed
She started talkin' shit, would'nt you know?
Reached back like a pimp and slapped the ho'
Her father stood up and he started to shout
So I threw a right-cross and knocked his old ass out
Cuz the boyz in de hood are alwayz hard
You come talkin' that trash we'll pull your car
Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit'
Don't quote me boy, I ain't sayin' shit
Spin the Bottle
He's a movie star, only drives rented cars.
Met him in a bar, said "I know who you are."
Took him to my party as the games were starting.
Bottle's on the ground. Are you ready now?
When it comes to me, I'm gonna be ready.
It's my turn in a minute, gonna put my message in it.
5 minutes in the closet with you.
He's in a bunch of movies, really stupid movies.
It's not entirely his fault, he can't control it all.
I am not afraid. I can hardly wait.
Truth or dare, I don't care. Tell the truth I dare you.
When it comes around (repeat)
Do you feel it too, what I feel for you?
If it was just us, would you do what I do?
Everybody's watching. Everybody's looking.
She's such a sucker. He don't want to fuck her.
He is gonnna kiss me, if he doesn't miss me.
I am ready for it now. Already on the ground.
5 minutes in the closet with you.
Spin it 'round again (repeat)
I Believe
When I was young and full of grace
and spirited--a rattlesnake.
When I was young and fever fell
My spirit, I will not tell
You're on your honor not to tell
I believe in coyotes and time as an abstract
Explain the change, the difference between
What you want and what you need, there's the key,
Your adventure for today, what do you do
Between the horns of the day?
I believe my shirt is wearing thin
And change is what I believe in
When I was young and give and take
And foolish said my fool awake
When I was young and fever fell
My spirit, I will not tell
You're on your honor, on your honor
Trust in your calling, make sure your calling's true
Think of others, the others think of you
Silly rule golden words make, practice practice makes perfect,
Perfect is a fault, in fault lies change
[chorus]
When I was young and full of grace
As spirited a rattlesnake
When I was young and fever fell
My spirit, I will not tell
You're on your honor not to tell
I believe in example
I believe my throat hurts
Example is the checker to the key
I believe my humor's wearing thin
And I believe the poles are shifting
[chorus]
On the Ropes
Take these words and stick 'em in your head
Now roll then 'round until you can't forget
What's said
Take this time to lie abut everything
About who you are and who you've been
Don't let the world get in
[Chorus :
It's happened to me
It won't happen to everyone
It don't give in,
It will repeat, it will repeat, it will
And my central theme barks like a dog in me
The modern idiot is here and plain to see
I can't kick aside a kick inside
Call off the dogs, I won't admit
I changed at all but lied just a little bit]
Seconds out
D'you wanna know what this fight's about?
Commerciality over art can't win out
I'm alike in a lot of ways
I'm alike in a lot of ways
I'm alike in a lot of ways
[Chorus]
Just a little bit
Just a little bit
I'm alike in a lot of ways
I'm alike in a lot of ways
I'm alike in a lot of ways
Territories
I see the Middle Kingdom between Heaven and Earth
Like the Chinese call the country of their birth
We all figure that our homes are set above
Other people than the ones we know and love
In every place with a name
They play the same territorial game
Hiding behind the lines
Sending up warning signs
The whole wide world
An endless universe
Yet we keep looking through
The eyeglass in reverse
Don't feed the people
But we feed the machines
Can't really feel
What international means
In different circles, we keep holding our ground
In different circles, we keep spinning round and round
We see so many tribes overrun and undermined
While their invaders dream of lands they've left behind
Better people...better food...and better beer...
Why move around the world when Eden was so near?
The bosses get talking so tough
And if that wasn't evil enough
We get the drunken and passionate pride
Of the citizens along for the ride
They shoot without shame
In the name of a piece of dirt
For a change of accent
Or the color of your shirt
Better the pride that resides
In a citizen of the world
Than the pride that divides
When a colorful rag is unfurled
Standing In The Rain
Looking outside my window
And all I see is grey
I'm watching the clouds roll by every day
And we make a reservation
You say you'll be on time
I say, "I might be a little late"
Well, I pull it together and brush my teeth
Comb my hair
I stop to think and I can see you there
I think of the times you've waited
Just for me to care
I care about you
Checking the clock inside
The room we call our own
I see that I'm late, I should get going
Hop on a local transit
Spending all my change
And I can still hear the telephone
I wanna go back, but I'm halfway to
The place where we will meet
And I'm half dead on my feet
And once I get there, I see
Everything's the same
Here comes the rain
You left me standing
I should have guessed that you'd stand me up
Why did I even go, now
And I guess it goes to show
The snow may well thaw out, but it
Goes right down the drain
You left me
You left me
You left me
You left me
You left me standing in the rain
Block Rocking Beats
Back with another one of those block rockin' beats...
We're about ready to rock-steady
Blues for Godzilla
No lyrics available. That's what happens with some indie bands. Call City Girl. She's got the album.
Anarchy In The U.K.
Right ! NOW ! ha ha ha ha ha
I am an antichrist
I am an anarchist
Don't know what I want but
I know how to get it
I wanna destroy the passer by cos I
I wanna BE anarchy !
No dogs body
Anarchy for the U.K it's coming sometime and maybe
I give a wrong time stop a trafic line
your future dream is a shopping scheme cos I
I wanna BE anarchy !
In the city
How Many ways to get what you want
I use the best I use the rest
I use the enemy I use anarchy cos I
I wanna BE anarchy !
THE ONLY WAY TO BE !
Is this the M.P.L.A
Or is this the U.D.A
Or is this the I.R.A
I thought it was the U.K or just
another country
another council tenancy
I wanna be an anarchist
Oh what a name
Get PISSED DESTROY !
Up My Ass
Up my ass,
Up my ass
A lit candle up my ass
A firecracker, a finger, a thumb up my ass
An egg, a five graded egg, a scrambled egg up my ass
A dildo strapped onto a manequin wearing a Nixon mask up my ass
Power tools, an electric drill, a screwdriver, a monkey wrench up my ass
A monkey up my ass
Poipurri of assorted frangrances up my ass
Up my smelly asshole
Because I'm not one of those guys who walks around pretending that my shit don't stink
My shit stinks I admit it and right now there is a lot of shit up my ass
Up my ass
Up my ass
Up my ass and to the left
Up my ass
Step right up, step right up, come one come all up my ass
Everyone and everything up my ass
Everything except for your skanky, bullshit, artificial, plastic dick
Looks like you bought it at the K-Mart
Fuck you with your bogus dildo
You can shove that up your ass honey not mine
Up my ass I got a special dick for you
Right here come and get it
It's up my ass
Up my ass
Up my ass
Up my ass
The Louisianna Purchase up my ass
The Encyclopedia Britanica up my ass
Your grandmother up my ass
Shields and Yarnell up my ass
Chocolates, lollipops, cakes and pies
And it's all for free
ChildrenÉchildren
Hash Pipe
I can't help my feelings, I'll go out of my mind
These players come to get me 'cause they'd like my behind
I can't love my business if I can't get a trick
Down on Santa Monica where tricks are for kids
Oh, come on and kick me
Oh, come on and kick me
Come on and kick me
You've got your problems
I've got my ass wide
You've got your big G's
I've got my hash pipe
I can't help my boogies they get out of control
I know that you don't care but I want you to know
The knee-stocking flavor is a favorite treat
Of men that don't bother with the taste of a teat
Oh, come on and kick me
Oh, come on and kick me
Come on and kick me
You've got your problems
I've got my ass wide
You've got your big G's
I've got my hash pipe
I've got my hash pipe
Oh, come on and kick me
Oh, come on and kick me
Come on and kick me
You've got your problems
I've got my eye swipe
You've got your big G's
I've got my hash pipe
I've got my hash pipe
I've got my hash pipe
I've got my hash pipe