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Graveyard Gravy
01:46
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Graveyard ghoul
Graveyard glam
Graveyard gravy
Graveyard clam
Grab the graveyard gravy
Grab the graveyard gravy
Grab the graveyard gravy
Grab the graveyard gravy
Graveyard goon
Graveyard graham
Graveyard gravy
Graveyard ham
Grab the graveyard gravy
Grab the graveyard gravy
Grab the graveyard gravy
Grab the graveyard gravy
Solo
Roastin’ pork butt on the fire at night
Still nice and rich yeah it tastes alright
Pullin’ that pork in the tent all night
Still nice and rich yeah it tastes alright
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Girls like us….guys love us
Girls like us….guys love us
Girls like us….guys love us
Girls like us….yeah! ...guys love us...yeah!
Girls like us.....yeah! ...guys love us...yeah!
Girls like us….yeah! ...guys love us...yeah!
Girls like us.....yeah! ...guys love us...yeah!
(panting during solo)
Girls like us….guys love us
Girls like us….guys love us
Girls like us….guys love us
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6. |
Coach Kane
02:08
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He makes all the calls
Coach Kane!
He holds all the balls
Coach Kane!
He calls all the shots
Coach Kane!
He grabs all the butts
Coach Kane!
Coach Kane, he’s insane
Vivarin and cocaine
Coch Kane, he’s mint
Dresses like Duke, but he talks like Flint, yeah
He makes all the calls
Surprise!
He holds all the balls
Snake Eyes!
He calls all the shots
Now you nose!
He grabs all the butts
And blowing is half the battle!
Coach Kane, he’s insane
Vivarin and cocaine
Coch Kane, he’s mint
Dresses like like Duke, but he talks like Flint yeah
Yo Joe
He’s so mint
He’s so mint
He’s so mint
Coach Kane
Talks like Flint
Talks like Flint
Talks like Flint
Coach Kane
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Throwing candy at Christmas
Watch him get pissed-mas
Throwing candy at Christmas
Watch him get pissed-mas
Glasses red like Rudolph’s nose - He blows
Throwing candy at Christmas
Watch him get pissed-mas
Throwing candy at Christmas
Watch him get pissed-mas
Santa sweatpants soaking in the sink - He stinks
Throwing candy at Christmas
Watch him get pissed-mas
Throwing candy at Christmas
Watch him get pissed-mas
He stinks!
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10. |
Wizard Wonderland
03:12
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Here comes the king
He sings like Sting
He swings the swing
At Burger King
Here comes the queen
She sings like Queen
She scoops the cream
At Dairy Queen
Here comes the prince
He sings like Prince
Jazzy Jeff Stone
And the Fresh Prince
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
(solo)
Here comes the king
He sings like Sting
Here comes the queen
She sings like Queen
Here comes the prince
He sings like Prince
Jazzy Jeff Stone
And the Fresh Prince
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
It’s a wizard wonderland!
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Prof. Dud Intro
01:10
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Prof. Dud
04:40
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I’m Prof. Dud, make monsters out of mud
I eat mice for breakfast and drink some blood
I’ve got a scary castle made of clay
I learned from Mr. Rogers, I watch him every day
Turn turkeys into zombies, aint that fun
I control the moon, I control the sun
I’m Prof. Dud, make monsters out of mud
I eat mice for breakfast and drink some blood
I take throat spray because I’m hoarse
But I don’t neigh, no I don’t
I made it myself, it’s on my shelf
I play with yo-yos and I play with myself
I’m Prof. Dud, make monsters out of mud
I eat mice for breakfast and drink some blood
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14. |
Fusion For Breakfast
04:20
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Out of waffles, no syrup to stick
Asked Christmas for some, he said suck my uhh, suck my uhh
No, no Capt. Crunch
Where the hell are my Fruit Loops?
Let’s break into a science lab
And drink some fusion
Nash into your neck if I don’t get my vitamin C
There’s nothing in the house, all the cupcakes are stale
Crumb cake time in weird land if I can’t get my vitamin D
I’ll drink the wine if you spoil the milk
Then again…
We might have fusion
Might have fusion
Butter the toast, butter the jam
Stick an apple in my hand, in my hand
Breakfast time in weird land
In my hand, in my hand
Breakfast time in weird land
In my hand, across the land, in the sand
Fusion!
Fusion!
Fusion!
Fusion!
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15. |
Airplane Dog
03:52
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In the sky clouds in the air
That damn dog is everywhere
Well, look at his legs, they look like wings
Where do you suppose he got them things?
He’s wicked cool, I know for a fact
He shampooed my rug and massaged my back
Now look at him fly, where did he go?
Where did he get those wonderful toes?
Airplane Dog, Airplane Dog
Getting, getting’ high
Airplane Dog, Airplane Dog
Shootin’ in the sky
In my fridge looking for a snack
He shampooed my rug and massaged my back
Cuttin’ up a sandwich, getting’ some Lay’s
Drinkin’ New York seltzer, it’s been flat for days
And once he’s through, you know where he’s at
Massaging my rug shampooing my back
He’s been living in my house for years and years
Where did he get those wonderful ears?
Huh!
Airplane Dog, Airplane Dog
Getting, getting’ high
Airplane Dog, Airplane Dog
Shootin’ in the sky
Airplane - Dog
Airplane - Dog
Airplane - Dog
Airplane - Dog
Well, he’s chasing cats, it’s lots of fun
They make good pets except they weigh a ton
Now he’s at the movies watching UHF
With his girlfriend Wanda and his cousin Jeff
So if you’re alone, or into drugs
Into paper mache or bathroom rugs
Airplane Dog will be your friend
Staying with you till the very end
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Horsey Sauce
08:11
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Grind my horsey into some pulp
Cut my horsey into bits
Twist my horsey in a meat grinder
Then grate him like he was a block of cheese
Give my horsey syphilis trichomoniasis
Cut my horsey into bits
Black junk on his leg
Make your horsey beg
Make a sauce that’s ready to please
Horsey Sauce, how much does it cost?
Are you lost in Horsey Sauce?
Horsey Sauce, how much does it cost?
Please defrost my Horsey Sauce
Horsey Sauce, how much does it cost?
Are you lost in Horsey Sauce?
Horsey Sauce, how much does it cost?
Please defrost my Horsey Sauce
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17. |
Dutch Masters
03:33
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Orp! Orp! Orp!
You sure as hell know how to get ‘em
Said the funny guy in the blue tie
With coffee machines and computers in sockets
This cool guy had Dutch Masters in his pocket
Orp! Orp! Orp!
Ah, you’ll be a guinea pig if you can read this
And yes, it’s exactly two pages
With typewriters and lights in sockets
He had Dutch Masters in his pocket
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18. |
Yea Sayings
00:21
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Oh yeah! oh yay!
I clean my sink every single day
Oh no! Oh my!
I’m afraid it’s time to say goodbye...
Goodbye!
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19. |
Eliot's New Life
00:35
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(Instrumental)
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20. |
Trickster Coyote
04:48
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Who’s that fluffy kitty?
Who’s that funny wolf?
By golly it’s he
Trickster Coyote
He aint a cat
He aint a wolf
He aint no wolf
He’s got money
He’s Trickster Coyote
But do you know who he is?
He’s got money
He takes a piss
Oooooo
Trickster Coyote, Trickster Coyote
He’s known as Frank
Works in a bank
Oooooo
Trickster Coyote
Who’s that hairy tropical fish?
Who’s that fish who’s taking a piss?
Trickster Coyote
But do you know who he is?
He buys me tennis rackets
He buys me a snack
Piss, piss, he’ll never miss
But you gotta pay him back
Oooooo
Trickster Coyote, Trickster Coyote
He’s known as Frank
Works in a bank
Oooooo
Trickster Coyote
He’s known as Frank
Works in a bank
He’s known as Frank
Works in a bank
He’s Trickster Coyote
He aint Craig Cote
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Did ya listen to The Cult, dud, Cult, dud, Cult dud?
Did ya listen to The Cult, dud, dud, Cult, dud?
No!
Didn’t listen to The Cult, dud, Cult, dud, Cult dud
Didn’t listen to The Cult, dud, dud, Cult, dud
Well then…
Ya better listen to The Cult, dud, Cult, dud, Cult dud
Ya better listen to The Cult, dud, dud, Cult, dud
Ok, ok!
I’ll listen to The Cult, dud, Cult, dud, Cult dud
I’ll listen to The Cult, dud, dud, Cult, dud
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Chapstick Makes Me Sick
02:24
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Dry, dry, my lips are dry
Too much Comet and apple pie
Rip the skin right off my face
Rub some ChapStick all over the place
Tony Denaris, Tony Denaris, Tony Denaris
Quick, quick, get the stick
ChapStick makes me sick
Tony Denaris, Tony Denaris, Tony Denaris
Quick, quick, get the stick
ChapStick makes me sick
Tony Denaris, Tony Denaris, Tony Denaris
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Flat Foot
07:30
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See my feet, they’re really neat
I’m Flat Foot
I’m Flat Foot
Everybody knows I’ve got a big nose
I’m Flat Foot
I’m Flat Foot
Everybody knows I’ve got big toes
But my feet are flat, how do you like that?
I’m Flat Foot
I’m Flat Foot
What did you say?
I’m Flat Foot
I’m Flat Foot
I cut my toes, blood squirted up your nose
I’m Flat Foot
I’m Flat Foot
Who the hell knows where the guts go
I’m Flat Foot
I’m Flat Foot
Everybody knows I’ve got big toes
But my feet are flat, how do you like that?
I’m Flat Foot
I’m Flat Foot
What did you say?
I’m Flat Foot
I’m Flat Foot
I cut my toes, blood squirted up your nose
Who the hell knows where the guts go
See my feet, they’re really neat
Everybody knows I’m Flat Foot
I’m Flat Foot
I’m Flat Foot
I’m Flat Foot
I’m Flat Foot
Blood squirted up your nose
How do you like that?
They’re really neat
Everybody knows
Who the hell knows?
Everybody knows
Who the hell knows?
I cut my toes
Solo, solo
Star, star
The dead heads
Flat Foot
A big nose
End
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I'm A Taco
05:17
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Yes I’m a Taco, I’m goin’ to lunch
Want to come help me throw out my trash
Ha ha, Taco, Taco
Ha ha, Taco, Taco, ugh!
Taco uses secret code, makes me sandwiches
Gives us smelly chocolate bunnies and jelly rolls
Is he high? No! Ehhhh, we are
Taco, Taco, so smart
Taco, Taco, so shifty
Taco, Taco, so damn nifty
Taco, Taco, so smart
Taco, Taco, so happy
Taco, Taco, so damn snappy
Look, there’s a girl, ha ha ha
I think I’m getting hard
Taco isn’t…he’s gay. Ehhhh, but we aren’t
Murders gardens, kills wildlife
Gives us water and not orange juice
Let’s microwave his tuna
Let’s microwave Taco
Taco, Taco, so smart
Taco, Taco, he rules
Taco, Taco, so damn cool
Taco, Taco, so smart
Taco, Taco, got big feet
Taco, Taco, so damn neat
Does he drain his tuna? No
Can he write songs? No
Is he 16? No way!
That’s cuz he’s gay
Does he watch Silver Spoons? Yes
Does he kill his kittens? Yes
Did he run out of gel? Yes
His hair’s a mess
Taco’s selling purifiers
Guess our water will suck
Guess he doesn’t wash his tub
Guess he’s got all the luck
Ha ha, Taco, Taco
Ha ha, I’m a Taco
Ha ha, Taco, Taco
Ha ha, you’re a Taco
Ha ha, Taco, Taco
Ha ha, I’m a Taco
Ha ha, Taco, Taco
Ha ha, you’re a Taco
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25. |
Librarian Torture
01:27
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Nerp, Nerp, Nerp, Nerp….
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26. |
BZW-Elementfremd
04:51
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Instrumental/Noise/Spoken
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27. |
Worm Farm
02:30
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Farmer Brown has wormies in his hay, every day
He sees his kitty sucking on them every day, every day
Chicken, head, chicken, head
Eat that worm
Come on down to the Worm Farm
Mr. Doherty has wormies in his beard
Mr. Doherty has termites in his beard
Girl, boy, girl, boy
Eat that worm
Aint that weird?
Eat that germ, eat that sperm
Eat that worm at the worm farm
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28. |
Limey Song
01:43
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Blow that bubble, Limey
Blow that bubble now
What flavor is it? Lime?
Chomp, chomp
Bitch, slut, queer, polar bear
Limey!
Wear those ugly clothes, Limey
Wear those ugly clothes now
What color are they? Lime?
You’re mint
Limey, Limey song
Limey, I hate Limey
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29. |
I Love Kim Ragzdale
03:34
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Kim Ragzdale, Kim Ragzdale
You drive your daddy’s car
You don’t get very far
Inside Mr. Delongchamp
I love you Kim
Even though you have hair up your nose
Everybody knows I love you
I love you Kim
Even though your teeth aren’t too crooked
Everybody knows I love you
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30. |
Sandwich Fort
01:14
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(instrumental/spoken word)
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31. |
Life Is Mint
00:22
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Life Is Mint...
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32. |
Mary Had A Little Lamb
03:35
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(traditional lyrics)
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37. |
The Dead Heads
The Dead Heads...a musical plate of pot roast fat ... all started wayyy back with just a Casio SK1 keyboard and a boombox.
We are MINT.
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