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Air Alice In Chains Anthrax A Perfect Circle Apollo 440 Babybird Brujeria Butthole Surfers Chris Cornell Cult, The Danzig David Bowie Death In Vegas Depeche Mode Doors, The Faith No More Fantômas Foo Fighters Genialistid Godsmack Green Jelly Jane's Addiction Massive Attack Metallica Moloko Mr. Bungle Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds Nirvana Pearl Jam Perry Farrell Placebo Porno For Pyros Primus Radiohead Rammstein Red Hot Chili Peppers Riho Sibul Secret Chiefs 3 Smoke City Soundgarden Sparks Stiltskin Stone Temple Pilots Sugartooth Therapy? Tomahawk Tool U2 Ultima Thule Underworld Vast Verve Yello
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Cereal Killer Soundtrack
Are you ready to obey the cowgod? We live in a country, we can't eat meat Obey the cowgod We live in a country, where there is no, there's no Burger Kings Obey the cowgod We live in a country, where there is no, there's no McDonalds Obey the cowgod Ah dopey, dopey, dopey, dopey I'm a cow, and I'm gonna roam through your village And I'm gonna eat all of your food But you don't care, because I'm a, I'm a sacred cow Obey the cowgod We live in a country, where there is no, there's no Beefcake The Mighty Obey the cowgod We live in a country, where there is no, there's no beef-by products Obey the cowgod You, on your knees You, get on your knees Where's those two boneheads? Get on your knees Hands behind your heads And on your knees You, on your knees You, get on your knees I said, on your knees Get on your knees and pray to the cowgod Eat my burger, for it is my flesh And drink my milk, for it is my blood Obey the cowgod (Spoken) Why don't you, sit right back, and I, I may tell you, a tale. A tale of three, little pigs, and a BIG, BAD, WOLFFF. Well the first little piggy, well he was kinda hip. He spent most of his days, just a dreamin of the city. And then one day, he bought a guitar. He moved to Hollywood, to become a star. But, living on the farm, he knew nothing of the city. Built his house out of straw, what a pity. And then one day, jammin on some chords, along came the wolf, knocking on his door. (Chorus) Little Pig, Little Pig, let me in. NOT BY THE HAIR OF MY CHINNY, CHIN, CHIN!! Little Pig, Little Pig, let me in. NOT BY THE HAIR OF MY CHINNY, CHIN, CHIN!! Well I'm huffin, I'm puffin, I'll blow your house in. Huffin, puffin, blow your house in. Huffin, puffin, blow your house in. Huffin and a puffin and I'll blow your house in!!! Well the second little piggy, well he was kinda stoked. He spent most of his time just a ganga smokin. Huffin and a puffin down on Venice Beach. Getting paid money for religious speech. He built his shelter from what he garbage picked. Mostly made up of old cans and sticks. Then one day he was cranking out Bob Marley, and along came the Wolf on his big bad Harley. (Chorus) Well the third little piggy, the grade A student. His daddy was a rock star, named Pig Nugent. Earned his Masters Degree, from Harvard College. Built his house from his architect knowledge. A tri-level mansion, Hollywood Hills. Daddy's rock stardom, paid for the bills. And then one day came the old house smasher the BIG BAD WOLF THE LITTLE PIGGY SLASHER. (Chorus) Well the big bad Wolf, well he huffed, and he puffed, all that he could. And low and behold the little piggy's house stood. "IT'S MADE OUT OF CONCRETE!" the little piggy shouted. The wolf just frowned, as he pouted. So they called nine-eleven, like any piggy would. The sent out RAMBO, just as fast, as they could. (Rambo) "YO, WOLF-FACE, I'M YOUR WORST NIGHTMARE, YOUR ASS IS MINE!!!" (gunshots) Well the wolf fell dead as you can plainly see. So thats to end the story, for you and me. If you still give a listen, you just may, here a big wolf or little piggy say. (Chorus) " And the moral of the story is, ' A band with no talent can easily amuse idiots, with a stupid, puppet show." Follow your nose, it always knows the flavor of death where ever it goes, Terror in the supermarket, shoppers are in horror, Shredded boxes in the aisles, corpses on the floor, Those who ran, this joy is mine, now they're going to pay, Super gory slaughter now the order of the day! Toucan Son of Sam!! Silly rabbit, Trix are for kids. Follow your nose, it always knows the flavor of death where ever it goes, Orphaned at the age of five, parental guidance missed, Reschudwich (???) wouldn't talk to him and he got really pissed, The remittal chemicals have driven him insane, Now we know the calling like it's ringing 'round his brain, Toucan Son of Sam! Snap! Crackle! Pop! Toucan Son of Sam! Part of your nutritious breakfast! Rock-N-Roll Pumpkihn (Say it again). Wouldja pop it in our keys? Anarchy! in bedrock, twitch twitch. [one, two, three, four] Right now, hahaha.. I am an antichrist I am an anarchist, know what I want, but know how to get it. want to destroy, mr. slate, cause I wanna be Fred Flintstone Anarchy in bedrock, stop it sometime it makes betty and wilma, try some flint upside down rubble bubble, or you can just try fruity pebbles, cause I wanna be fred flintstone. in bedrock its the only way to be. many ways to get what you want, I use ministry, I use barny rubbles, I use anarchy, cause I wanna be, fred flintstone, YA BA DA BA DU!! Is this the USPA, is this holywood, is this bedrock, I thought it was hollyrock, cause I wanna be fred flintstone, and I wanna be fred flintstone, and I wanna be fred flintstone. Wilma! Electric Harley House (Of Love) So you wanna go on the road? Wanna see my love to unfold?You must be young, and you must be bold, on your knees and do what you're told You pull the trigger of my loaded gun, then you'll see, we'll be having some fun, So meet me by the backstage door, if it's good then let's go for the ELECTRIC HARLEY HOUSE OF LOVE Gone all day, then I loathe with mine, I'll give you time for your head to unwind, Can you sleep, it's my head to the floor, spin around and look out for some more, Can you see I'm allowed to say ''ill'', wanna taste the blood of your kill, So reach out and take my hand, we'll be off to Never Neverland in the, ELECTRIC HARLEY HOUSE OF LOVE Come on, boys. I know you think it's Metallica, well, if it is, my name is Ja, Would you think we'd rip it off? I think we did. Bend over and cough, So they say it's the sounda toms, when the band's called ''something rom'' It did not happen all the time, I think we got, we're neverbound in the ELECTRIC HARLEY HOUSE OF LOVE Hello, little children, come stand over here, I'm gonna shake it with the hot groove a-right in my ear, Yeah, you're boppin' down Melrose in Daddy's new car, I'm gonna hit you in the nose, and hit you real hard, So I jumped on the bandwagon, big butt toe wagon, Racka-sacka rose but jammin' in your butt, Wait for Ted bass, fuckin' up your face, And the rock out, threw the pub out, gonna wip my multiple sack out, We are trippin' on XTC, hedgin' in our defect sexuality, Don't you wanna bang us? Wanna be like me? We are trippin' on XTC, Now, livin' in, livin' in, livin' in now (halluconagal genius) Are you boys on drugs?? Yeah, Jesus Christ, yeah, he is nice, yeah, Jesus Christ, yeah, he is nice, Huh! Sly, let's do it, let's do it I'm never coming down. Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep, If I die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take. What is that smell??? Walking through the plant today, scooping up what gets away, It's poo poo, poo poo, Something's smelling pretty ripe, coming from that sewer pipe, It's poo poo, poo poo, You know, everybody knows who can smell it with their nose, It's poo poo, poo poo, I've got poo poo on my shoe, I've got poo poo on my shoe, It's poo poo, poo poo, But first, you gotta... You gotta, you gotta, got to, got to, got to, got to, got to, got to, got to, SHITMAN! Lemme, lemme, lemme, lemme, lemme, lemme, lemme, SHITMAN! Don't gimme, don't gimme, don't gimme, don't gimme, don't gimme no, SHITMAN! Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on shit. He's got poo poo Man: Oh, tell me you wanna touch me. Woman: Tell you what? Man: Oh, yeah. Woman: Ooo, show me that monkey you got there. Man: Ah, here? Woman 2: Hey, what's the monkey? Man: This is the monkey, baby. Say hi. Say hi to the monkey, the monkey likes you. Woman: Will it bite? Man: Yeah...Y..No, he doesn't bite as long as you're nice to him. No, no he won't bite you. Nuh. I want you to pet the monkey now. Woman: 'kay? Does it like that? Man: Ye-ah ha ha. Woman: Like, right like, oh, right there? Woman 2: Like? Man: Yeah. Oh, oh yeah. Woman: Uh huh, oh wow, this is great. Man: I have something else I want you to do for me. WHIP ME, TEENAGE BABE, WHIP ME, TEENAGE BABE, WHIP ME, TEENAGE BABE, WHIP ME, TEENAGE BABE, LET ME BE YOUR MORTAL SLAVE, AND WHIP ME, TEENAGE BABE! Woman: Ohhhhhhhohhh. Woman 2: Yeah, come here, you little shit. Man: I been...I been..I been so bad. I, I been so bad..I, I been so bad I,I want you to put me on the wheel. I want you to put me on the wheel. Uh, no, uh, put me on the wheel. Uh, oh, oh, yeah, all right tie, yeah, tie me up, all right, all right, yeah, all right. Now spank me! Woman: Mmmmm. Man: SPANK ME! Woman: Like that? Woman 2: Oh! Man: Yeah. Woman: Like that? Man: A little harder. Harder Woman 2: Uh...uh...uh Man: Oh, I been so bad! All right. All right! Woman 2: Look at that flesh fly! Woman: My god! Man: I want you to s-spin the wheel. Spin it now! Woman: Ready? Man: Spin it! Yes, I'm ready! Woman: Around like this? Man: Yes! Woman 2: Faster, faster, faster. Man: Yes! Yes! Spin it now! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Woman 2: Faster, faster, faster. Woman: You wanna, Julie, you wanna get on the wheel? I'm jumpin' on! Here I go! Women: Oh, wheeee! Woman: Go! Whoo! Look at all that hair fly! Woman 2: Faster, yeah. Man: No! Woman: It's so good! Man: Stop it! Stop it, I'm gonna... Woman: He's swinging on my pubicles. Man: I'm gonna puke. Stop, I'm gonna... Woman 2: Here, I'll save you. Man: I don't care, I'm dizzy. Woman: A hahahahaha. Man: I'm too dizzy! Stop! Woman: Oh, good! Man: Stop, I'm gonna puke! No..(coughs and vomits) Oh, oh my god, oh, ohohoh.. WHIP ME, TEENAGE BABE, WHIP ME, TEENAGE BABE, WHIP ME, TEENAGE BABE, WHIP ME, TEENAGE BABE, LET ME BE YOUR MORTAL SLAVE, AND WHIP ME, TEENAGE BABE! Woman: Hahahahhaha Woman 2: Oh, yeah! Oh, man! Man: Oh, oh I wanna, uh, I wanna see Snakey. I wanna see Snakey. Where's Snakey? Man 2: Snakey? Man: Yeah, lemme see Snakey. Man 2: You sure you want Snakey? Man: I'm sure I want Snakey Woman: Oh, yeah! Man 2: Oh...son, I don't think you want Snakey. Man: I w... Woman: Yes, he does. Man: I want Snakey! Please! Man 2: You don't want Snakey. Man: I want Snakey. Woman: Come on, give him Snakey. Man 2: All right... Man: Gimme Snakey right now. Lemme see him. Man 2: All right, son, here comes Snakey. Man: Come on, Snakey. SNAKEY! Man 2: Snakey's here! Man: Oh yeah! Man 2: Boy, boy, boy, boy. WHIP ME, TEENAGE BABE, WHIP ME, TEENAGE BABE, WHIP ME, TEENAGE BABE, WHIP ME, TEENAGE BABE, LET ME BE YOUR MORTAL SLAVE, AND WHIP ME, TEENAGE BABE! Man: Oh, oh oh, I think, I think, I think I'm gonna come. Oh, oh, oh, I'm gonna come!! Woman: Uh...uh...UH...UHUH! Woman 2: Suck it up, suck it up, suck it up. I'm gonna Man: (coughs) Woman: Oh, man, it was so good. Man: Did I give you a blinkey? Woman: Could you hold me now? Just.. Woman 2: Ohhhhhhh...Yeah. Woman: Just hold me. Man: No. When clouds of iron gather nigh, blackening the winter sky, Storms gather fury from the lake, best hurry home and refuge take, For soon the worst will come to pass, and ice will turn your routes to glass, While in the north the beast awakens, from his year long slumber taken, His howl the fury of the gales, with deadly curves that rarely fail, To send your autos into flight, through blizzard's curtain blinding white, See driving skills you lack with the, FLIGHT OF THE SKAJAQUADA Got nothin' to do on a Friday night, GREEN JELLO SUCKS! Ain't got no talent, but that's all right, GREEN JELLO SUCKS! We're the worst, the worst in the land, GREEN JELLO SUCKS! But come on! Gotta give us a hand, GREEN JELLO SUCKS! Iggy and Gerdy, they're both good names, GREEN JELLO SUCKS! Maynard and Poopy, they're both insane, GREEN JELLO SUCKS! But when life is just a game who's to blame? GREEN JELLO SUCKS! Green Jello. GREEN JELLO SUCKS! Yeah, that's right, we're it. GREEN JELLO SUCKS! We're the world's economic problems. You can blame it all on us. GREEN JELLO SUCKS! It's our fault. [GOD, GREEN JELLO SUCKS!] Hello, Jello. Green Jello. GREEN JELLO SUCKS! Hello, Jello. Green Jello. GREEN JELLO SUCKS! Hello, Jello. Green Jello. Hello, Jello. Green Jello. Hello, Jello. Green Jello. Green Jello! Green Jello! Jell for the future. Jell for the future. Jell for the future. Jell for your future. And scream ''Green!'' Green Jello sucks! GREEN JELLO SUCKS! Green Jello sucks!
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