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Here we come, we're coming fast
All the others are in the past Jump to your feet, let us catch your eye We're the green fuz We're not too fast, we're not too slow Come along baby to see where we go Jump to your feet, let us catch your eye We're the green fuz We're coming fast and I'll tell you why Jump to your feet, let us catch your eye Here we come baby and you'd better run We're the green fuz We're coming fast, I'll tell you why Jump to your feet, let us catch your eye Here we come baby and you'd better run We're the green fuz Here we come baby and you'd better run We're the green fuz Here we come baby and you'd better run We're the green fuz |
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| 2. |
| 3:06 |
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When the sun goes down, and the moon comes up
I turn into a teenage goo goo muck Yeah, I cruise through the city and i roam the street Looking for something that is nice to eat You better duck When I show up... The goo goo muck. I'm the night headhunter looking for some head With a way out body underneath that head Well I'll get you baby with a little luck 'Cuz i'm teenage tiger and a goo goo muck You better duck When I show up... The goo goo muck Yeah, the city is a jungle and I'm a beast I'm a teenage tiger looking for a feast I want the most but i'll take the least 'Cuz i'm a goo goo muck tiger and a teenage beast, yeah... You'd better duck, you motherfuck! ...The goo goo muck. |
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| 3. |
| 2:48 |
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Roll on
Rock on Raw Bones Well there's still a lot of rhythm in these Rockin' Bones I wanna leave a happy memory when I go I wanna leave something to let the whole world know That the rock in roll daddy has-a done passed on But my bones will keep a-rockin' long after I've gone Roll on Rock on Raw Bones Well there's still a lot of rhythm in these Rockin' Bones Well when I die don't you bury me at all Just nail my bones up on the wall Beneath these bones let these words be seen: "This is the bloody gears of a boppin' machine" Roll on Rock on Raw Bones Well there's still a lot of rhythm in these Rockin' Bones I ain't a-worried about tomorrow, just a-thinkin' 'bout tonight My bones are gettin' restless, gonna do it up right A few more times around the hardwood floor Before we turn off the lights and close the door Roll on Rock on Raw Bones Well there's still a lot of rhythm in these Rockin' Bones |
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| 4. |
| 3:39 |
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Voodoo
Voodoo Voodoo Voodoo The night came down The sky turned black The jungle drum beat The natives back The voodoo idol stepped forward from the crowd Lightning split the sky and thunder shook the ground He had coal black hair And laser eyes His pale white skin Against the darkened skies Seemed to say that the wind was at his call Then a silence fell as the Idol said nothing at all And then he raised his hands The night stood still He looked around at the crowd until The voodoo doctor gave him a guitar Then they all bowed down In the light of the voodoo star And it sounded like this And there he passed Through their hungry lips His holy blessed sacrament He spoke no words But they all knew what it meant Yeah he rolled on the ground And he danced while reading his hands Yeah and then he rolled his eyes And sang from his heart The jungle creatures From near and far Came to lose their minds under his spell And then what happened next to this day no one will tell He sang voodoo Voodoo voodoo voodoo He sang voodoo Voodoo voodoo voodoo |
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| 5. |
| 3:32 |
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What I don't know
Can never hurt me I live a life That's working for me What i respect You just can't see What you expect I'll never be Primitive That's how I live Primitive I take what you give 'Cause I love and I live Primitive The things I do You'd never try What I get free You have to buy I'm proud of my life But don't ask me why 'Cause if i told ya, I'd probably... Primitive That's how I live Primitive I take what you give 'Cause I love and I live Primitive Primitive That's how I live Primitive I take what you give 'Cause I love and I live Primitive |
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| 6. |
| 3:51 |
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Hey man!
Fourth floor! Caveman! Last door! Cave train Downtown Caveman Get down! Uh, look man, Make tool! Caveman No fool! Beat rock! Hunt meat! Caveman Rock beat! Caveman Say "ooh!" Caveman Say "ooh!" Caveman Say "ooh, ooh!" Caveman Say "ooh!" |
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| 7. |
| 1:47 |
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Rape!
Do the hammer lock! Do the hammer lock! Do the hammer lock, you turkey necks! Do the hammer lock! Do the hammer lock, you turkey necks! Everybody's doing it! Do the eye gouge! Do the eye gouge! Now do the eye gouge, you turkey necks! Now do the eye gouge! Do the eye gouge you, turkey necks! Everybody's doing it! All right, you turkey necks! I wanna teach you how to do the Crusher! And if you don't learn it now, I'm gonna getcha in the ring! Now first you take your fist, And you put it on your waist, Then you squeeze your partner's head Until she's blue in the face! Yeah do the crusher! Do the crusher! Do the crusher, you turkey necks! Do the crusher! Do the crusher, you turkey necks! Everybodys doing it! |
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| 8. |
| 2:04 |
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Let me give you some advice
Don't eat stuff off the sidewalk Don't eat stuff off the sidewalk You don't need it So don't eat it No don't eat stuff off the sidewalk No matter how good it looks You better go by the book Leave it there Don't you dare Eat stuff off the sidewalk No don't eat stuff out of garbage either or you know what'll happen to you? It's true you don't need no money Ah but you'll sure look funny On your knees, begging please You better leave your mouth at home |
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| 9. |
| 3:01 |
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I've got a black skin suit
Alligator shoes Now I found success And I paid my dues Well everything is fine But I can't find my mind I've got a crystal ball And a divining rod Magnifying glass And a pack of dogs I looked up my sign But I can't find my mind I called the law Hired a private eye Turned in an APB With the FBI No matter what I do I still can't find a clue That's right I don't know what to think I've looked every place Where is the missing link ? That was behind my face ? There's only one thing to do |
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| 10. |
| 2:07 |
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Far away in Africa
They all come from near and far Rock all night and never stop Dancin' to the jungle hop Take the skins of 10 giraffes For one beat-up phonograph Now they dance and do the bop They rock all night to jungle hop Rock! Under jungle stars above All night make jungle love Have a ball and blow their tops They rock all night to jungle hop |
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| 11. |
| 3:00 | 
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| 12. |
| 2:44 |
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Don't hang up
Don't hang up Don't hang up Under the wires Somewhere out there If I could just get in touch If I could just get in touch Disconnected connections Misdirected directions It gets so very hard It gets so very hard Dial tone degredation Uncontrolled aggravation I got too many hang ups I got too many hang ups What colour panties are you wearing What colour panties are you wearing What colour panties are you wearing And how long have you been wearing them I let my fingers do the walking To find out to whom I am talking When they see me in your gee You're gonna hear from me You're gonna hear from me I ain't got no choice You're gonna know my voice Twins wire desire Recieve her ire I'm gonna cut you off I'm gonna cut you off And if you think i'm sick And if you think i'm sick Click. aaaaaa....... |
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| 13. |
| 3:59 |
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Oh my, oh me
What in the world's come over me? I'm seeing things that I should never see! Spiders in my eyelids and ghosts in the cheese! What in the world's come over me? I've lost touch with reality! Reality! Reality! Reality! Oh my, oh me The dead walk the angry sea! Vampire lesbos are after me! I'm coming unhinged, weak in the knees! I'm floating away from reality! Reality! Reality! Reality! Hear the wind whistle through my noggin, "Palisades Park" by Freddy Cannon. Ride the void to outer space, Pull my eyeballs right out of my face! A world of leatherwork and rubber ashtrays! Beautiful gardens and all kinds of games Oh, I've had way too much of me, And now I can't get back to reality! Reality! Reality! Reality! Reallllllllllll... That's enough. (fade out) (fades back in) (played backwards: "If I said this in English, this record company would turn into a parking lot.") You know, music sure sounds better than it used to. |
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| 2:35 |
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