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Hairway
To Steven
- Jimi - 12:38
- Ricky - 2:36
- I Saw An X-Ray Of A Girl Passing Gas - 4:56
- John E. Smokes - 6:40
- Rocky
- 3:45
- Julio
Iglesias - 3:05
- Backass - 6:07
- Fart Song - 1:35
I Saw An X-Ray Of A Girl
Passing Gas
Ten foot tall and the nurse stuck a needle in my arm
Well Uncle Doc's nurse use a needle with ungodly charm
Walkin' down the hall the dentist LOOMED through the door
I Saw an X-Ray of a girl passing gas
The one shot theory got a query things got rolling at last
Hey, HEY hey daddy, why die in the war
Jesus Hitler Buddha Santa Mary Klaus Barbie (Rice Bore?)
Well Ben got arrested and the sky was the ocean that day
Words got twisted and history didn't know what to say
God dog sex death life and now I'm feeling old
These images were conjured up by talking on the telephone
I Saw an X-Ray of a girl passing gas
Oh my God it seems like just the other day
But it might have been one hundred years before
And I know there is no other way
We only have to wonder what it's for
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John E. Smokes
This here a song, is about John W Smoke Junior
It's about bein' in love and lovin' the love that's hatin' the love
the love and the love and the hate that's lovin with all
It's around the love that's hate that's the hate that's the love
And the love is the love that is the hate that's hatin' the love,
it's lovin' the hate
It's about John W Smoke's mom, it's with his mom
it's about his mom it's about his mom it's about lovin his mom
and bein' without his mom and lovin' the hate that's hatin' the love
and his mom and all the time they're there
Hatin' the hate that's lovin' the hate it's love it's the love
that's hate
And it goes somethin' about like this
John E Smoke, oh John E Smoke
John Smoke, oh John E Smoke
Whaoh John E Smoke, John E John E John E John
John, John Smoke
John E Smoke
Here we go
John, John was a little crippled midget lesbian boy
but stood ten foot tall with a knife
Pretty soon the mole had appeared on John's left leg
and real black it extended out 469 different miles
and veirly veirly it was 69 different nuns
speaking simotainesouly to John in 69 different languages
And then it evolved itself and it was the legless dog that became
a cycle in John's fater's fore head
And there is was like a twinkie with a haylo storm in it
and it revolved down into the sky and talked to John
like he was a little puppy himself
And John said that I am not the magma, I am not the crust
and I shall evolve when the rain had come down here and was hed on John
And he said that I will be a cigerrate butt before it's all done with
And they said no, you are the flame itself and you shall burn pure
in the South American sky where the blooddogs worship the stairway
John E Smoke, oh John E Smoke
oh John Smoke, ooo OW!
John E Smoke, oh John E Smoke
oh oh John E Smoke
oh John E John E John E John E John E John E John E John E John E
John E John E Jooooooooooooooooo
And so brainlessly leglessly hairlessly the foil tip top of itself,
and revealed to John that the kiawe twe laxury liner extended out of
John's left side
And so it had preach you in Mars with a saram backwards
and up waralve they did evole
Downward they fell like a thin sheet of waste plaunt it with would come
over John's body
His body was no longer the tribe vehicle express itself
And he could be the dog and the dog's eyes which had blood comin' out like
they were
roped around John's leg and pulled him up, like he was a canoe and and he
flew
on the live peasents himself, the South American where he was in mathe
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Rocky
Well all of my friends, baby
They're going insane, now
Look up at my fingers, baby
Get lost in the rain
Halfway off the ground
Jumping up and down
Afraid to hear the sound
Of all that's going down
Na na na na baby
Hey Hey Hey Hey
Dear Baby Jesus
Here are my shoes
They don't smell so hot
But they've never read the news
Well all of my friends, baby
They said I'm insane, now
I'm snappin my fingers, darlin
Get lost in the rain
Walking through a haze
Of scattered memories
I'm flying through the trees
Their roots are at my knees
Na na na na baby
Hey Hey Hey Heeeeeeeeey
Afraid to hear the sound
Of all that's going down
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Julio Iglesias
Julio Iglesias
Jacked off in outer-spacias
Did 69 with the pope in the butthole
Rammed that sucker head down that throat now
Julio he had a mole
Went to the doctor with a fiery pole
Saw the nurse what did he see
Loved to watch his sister pee
Oh baby baby rock and roll sock it to me
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Fart Song (a.k.a. Fast)
I'm not insane when I'm talking to you, babe.
I want to set the place on fire
If you see me smoking then it's probably me, now.
I'm burning up with desire
I'm not in love when I'm talking to you, babe.
I'm just with people standing in line
If you see me smoking then it's probably me, now.
(the whole last line is a mystery to me)
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