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I Don't Wanna Go To The DMV
I don't wanna go to the DMV
Everyone there is always mean
Takes all day and all my money
I don't wanna go to the DMV
Kicking, dragging, screaming
Pulling my hair
It happens everytime that
I have to go in there
I don't wanna go to the DMV
The lady at the counter has rotten teeth
Her eyes are crooked and she stinks
I don't wanna go tot the DMV
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2. |
I Love Potatoes
01:20
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I Love Potatoes
I love potatoes x3 (chorus)
Do you love potaotes?
Boil em, mash em, stick em in a stew
There's so many things you can do
Slice em, dice em, stick em in a pot
They taste good cold and they taste good hot
(chorus)
Slice em, dice em, stick em in a tailpipe
Stick em in an outlet, use it as a nightlight
Make a silencer for your gun
If you're feeling frisky put one in your bum
(chorus)
Chives and sour cream or Bacon and cheese x4
(chorus)
Do you love potatoes too?
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Tina Brought Her Dancing Shoes
When you put on the jukebox and fill it with good tunes
You know who’s always ready, came with her dancing shoes
She’ll get the party started each and every time
The dance floor’s never lonely, not since she’s arrived
Tina’s on the dance floor, never looking bored
Get out on the dance floor, let’s join the party tonight
Always in a good mood, she’ll greet you with a smile
Looking quite fantastic, she’s never lacking style
I don’t know where she gets it, moving gracefully
Breaking out all the cool moves from 1993
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4. |
Hollywood
02:02
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Hollywood
I’ve got a friend in Hollywood
He/She don’t like anything he/she should
I’ve got a friend in Hollywood
He/She don’t like anything at all
Everytime they get to go out
He/She tries to make them grow up
His/Her tastes are so superior
They just don’t measure up
Bring me back to Hollywood oh ohh
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5. |
Gimme A Job
01:50
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Gimme a Job
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme a job
The pay sucks, it’s a shitty way to earn a buck
Can I take a break? I can’t wait til I get paid
(chorus)
Can I get a raise? How bout paid holidays?
Where are my benefits? Why else would I do this shit?
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6. |
Critters And Candy
01:10
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Critters and Candy
Demons, dragons, zombies, maggots and squirrels
Rainbows and unicorns, princesses too
Bomb pops and cotton candy, trips to the zoo
Butterflies and jellybeans, ice cream cones too
A day at the ballpark just for me and you
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7. |
Late For Practice
02:08
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Late for Practice
Everyone’s late for practice, oh what should I do?
Everyone’s late for practice, oh what do I do?
So I write a song, it might sound a little wrong
But when it’s all said and done, everybody still sings along
Don’t be late again or I’m gonna punch your face in
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8. |
Roux Ga Roux
01:40
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Roux ga Roux
I don’t concern myself with politics
I don’t wanna know about economy
Not too worried about global warming
I don’t wanna know about spreading disease
The one scary thing that keeps me up at night
It’s a beast so frightening, he’ll eat you up alive
Comes out of nowhere, out of the blue
You better start running, it’s the Roux ga Roux
Run away as fast as you can
The Roux ga Roux is hot on your trail
Run away as fast as you can
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She’s Awesomely Fulltardedly
Rizza Bolt x6 - she’s electric
- so electric
- she’s electric
- don’t forget it
Electricity is in the air every single time she comes near
Spartastically proclaiming now she’s here
Yeah yeah, she’s awesomely fulltardedly
(chorus)
Lightning bolts come flashing from her eyes
No need for fear no need to run and hide
Bolts of love are what she provides
Yeah yeah, she’s awesomely fulltardedly
(chorus)
If you haven’t learned by now,
Queen of Sparta knows how to throw down
It’s always a blast when she’s around
Yeah yeah, she’s awesomely fulltardely
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10. |
What's In Fish's Sack?
01:32
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What’s in Fish’s Sack?
What’s in Fish’s Sack? x4
Could it be beef jerky, or even magical beans
I guess I will never know, It will always be a mystery
What’s in Fish’s Sack? x4
Could it be the cure for cancer or just sniffing glue
I really need to find out, does anyone have a clue
What’s in Fish’s Sack? x4
It’s probably a camera, it might just be a hat
I don’t know why I’m intrigued
But it seems like something rad
What’s in Fish’s Sack? x7
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11. |
Yakity Yak
01:32
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12. |
Punk Rock Scum
01:40
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Punk Rock Scum
I don’t wanna be a dope head bum
I don’t wanna be some punk rock scum
I don’t wanna be a lamezor anymore
woah oh uh oh
Everytime I cannot play
Mark complains it’s not the same
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13. |
I Love Your Guts
01:32
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I Love Your Guts
Oh Dawnie, oh Dawnie
You’re the only one for me
Oh Dawnie, oh Dawnie
Where else could I be?
You laughed at my mustache
You really thought we’d clash
But I knew right away
I found true love on that day
(chorus)
A punk rock girl with lots of style
The kind of girl that’ll make me smile
American girl through and through
Crazy about Elvis ooo ooo ooo
I love your guts, I drive you nuts
oooo oooo what else should I do?
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14. |
Losing Control
01:44
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Losing Control
Patched in, upload it to your brain
Information, it’s gonna drive you insane
Logged on, full access to your head
Better watch out, before you wind up dead
Losing control of your mind
Someone has snuck inside
Losing control of your mind
Nowhere left to hide
Take over, one person at a time
Cyborgs, come to enslave humankind
Freedom, will no longer exist
Better shut it down, one last chance to resist
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15. |
Don't Pass Out
01:34
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Don’t Pass Out
Don’t pass out, the party isn’t over
Don’t pass out, our friends are coming over
Don’t pass out, we’re gonna have some fun
Don’t pass out, the night has just begun
Going to the store so we can drink some more
Gotta make sure that we don’t run out again
Going to the store so we can drink some more
Drinking like a hurricane, drinking til I go insane
Don’t pass out, the party’s almost over
Don’t pass out, our friends might still come over
Don’t pass out, we might still have some fun
Don’t pass out, the night has just begun
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Houma-Sexuals
01:58
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Houma-Sexuals
Houma-Sexuals, are a mystery
They live in the swamp, hide among the trees
Houma-Sexuals, are one of a kind
They like to party hard, They do it all the time
(Chorus)
Houma-Sexuals, they are the best
I’m a Houma-Sexual I must confess
Houma-Sexuals, surrounded by the marsh
We shun technology cause it is too hard
Houma-Sexuals,we do things our way
If you don’t like it just go away
(Chorus)
Houma-Sexuals, know how to relax
We look real fine and we’re great in the sack
Houma-Sexuals, we’ll make you sweat
Leave you feeling good and you’ll never forget
Hey! Hou! Ma! Hey!
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17. |
Fuck Me
00:42
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Fuck Me
Fuck me, fuck you
You don’t know what to do
Fuck me, fuck you
You wonder why you’re feeling blue
You got your hands blown off in ‘Nam
A case of real bad crabs in Guam
You gotta sit down to pee
You’re pissing double streams
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I Don’t Wanna Be With You Until Next Christmas
I don’t wanna be with you until next Christmas x4
You don’t ever seem the same every time we hang
That’s why I just wait around until the holidays
(Chorus)
You always start acting weird
When spring and summertime are here
You are just a mope aorund
Til the holidays are here
New Years comes around, you start feeling down
(Chorus)
I don’t wanna be with you ever again
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Gregory Wants To Be A Zamboni Driver
Gregory’s got a job, he doesn’t like the one he’s got
He only gives 50% 50%, what’s really in his heart
Is to drive that funny car out on the ice
When he goes to a game he hangs his head in shame
He’s only waiting waiting, it doesn’t matter if they score
All points are ignored
Gregory wants to be a zamboni driver
Gregory doesn’t wanna meet Miss Minnie Driver
Greg just wants to make the ice smooth
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20. |
Jibba Jabba Jam
01:32
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Jibba Jabba Jam
The jibba jabba jam x4
No need for jibba jabba just jam
You talkin bout this, you talkin bout that
I don’t wanna hear it, stop talkin that trash
No need for jibba jabba, just jam
You’re running your mouth, you’re talkin too loud
We don’t wanna hear it, you’re bringing us down
No need for jibba jabba, just jam
Don’t worry about this, don’t worry about that
It’s time for us to party, we’re gonna have a blast
No need for jibba jabba, just jam
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21. |
Let's Go Camping
01:52
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Let’s Go Camping (For Todd Patrick Alexander)
Let’s go camping- in our bikinis
Let’s go camping- roast some weenies
Let’s go camping- drink some beer
Let’s go camping- pack your gear
Sleeping in a teepee Yeah!
Sleeping in an RV Yeah!
Sleeping in a cabin Yeah!
It doesn’t really matter
Let’s go camping- in our van
Let’s go camping- wherever we can
Let’s go camping- by the lake
It’s gonna be great
(Chorus)
(Repeat 1st verse)
Let’s go camping- drink some beer x3
Let’s go camping- pack your gear
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