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	Intro Electric Uncle Sam Natural Joe Lacquer Head The Antipop Eclectic Electric Greet The Sacred Cow Mama Didn't Raise No Fool Dirty Drowning Man Ballad Of Bodacious Power Mad The Final Voyage Of The Liquid Sky Coattails Of A Dead Man
	Electric Uncle Sam I am the plan, I am the man Who tells you what and when you can I'm the old one that torments you I am the voice that tells you to Don't get caught with your fingers in my pie Mess with me boy you're surely gonna' die If ever you're in doubt about who or where I am I'm here, I'm there, I'm everywhere I am your Uncle Sam Electric Uncle Sam You beg me please on bended knees Not to sit among these enemies If you feel like you wanna dance Then step aside and take a chance Don't get caught with your fingers in my pie Mess with me boy you're surely gonna' die If ever you're in doubt about who or where I am I'm here, I'm there, I'm everywhere I am your Uncle Sam Electric Uncle Sam   top   Natural Joe There's a boy out 'Luma way Named Joe Eugene He's one mellow ass son of a bitch-a He loves his wheat grass And cold bean curd He's one healthy ass son of a bitch-a But late at night He sneaks on down to the liquor store For a bottle of sheep dip Natural Joe Got an easy flow Wherever he goes They say "Here comes Joe" Joe he's a happy man And he won't do you wrong He's one respectable son of a bitch-a Now Joe ain't no patriarch But he's smooth with the girls He ain't no chauvinistic son of a bitch-a But late at night He sneaks on down to the porno store For a little bit of .... Natural Joe He's hangin' low Wherever he goes They say "here comes Joe" There's a boy out 'Luma way Named Joe Eugene He's one mellow ass son of a bitch-a He don't like firearms He don't own knives He's one pacifistic son of a bitch-a But late at night He eases on down to the video store For a little bit of .... Natural Joe Got an easy flow Wherever he goes They say "Here comes Joe" Natural Joe Lookin slow and low Look there he goes Go Natural Joe   top   Lacquer Head Sometimes bored sometimes lonely Pimple faced and rather homely He wasn't much for socializin' The TV kept a mesmerizin' In one ear and out the other Picked up a trick from his older brother Got him a can of sniffin' sauce Pinned his mind upon the cross Lacquer Head knows but one desire Lacquer Head sets his skull on fire Lacquer Head knows no in betweens Huffin' on bags of gasoline Sniffin' paint since the seventh grade She was high on gin and Gatorade On turpentine she lost her luck Fell in front of a speeding pick-up truck He was a boy of soft demeanor And he loved his carburetor cleaner The vapor made a sweet aroma He sniffed himself into a coma Lacquer Head feeds his one desire Lacquer Head sets his brain on fire Lacquer Head knows no in betweens Huffin' on bags of gasoline Keep on sniffin' till yer brain goes pop   top   The Antipop The earth it did crack open On the day that I was born And a thousand merry pranksters Came dancin' through the storm I lay cradle bound A howlin' out my wind Not knowin' years to come I'd be shoutin' over din I sucked information through the holes in my skull As my belly gurgles hungry my mouth is always full I am Antipop I'll run against the grain till the day I drop I am the Antipop The man you cannot stop As a young man I plug into the tube But the stench of all that pretense I can not muddle through I lay on my back And scan the radio All that comes out of my speakers Is a steady syrup flow I suck information thorough the holes in my skull As my belly gurgles hungry my mouth is always full I am Antipop I'll run against the grain till the day I drop I am the Antipop The man you cannot stop I stood by watching And I seen 'em come and go I seen 'em make that million Then vanish in the snow They come upon you Like a pack of rabid hounds As they slobber in your ears And purge you with their sounds Pushing misinformation through the holes in my skull My belly gurgles nauseous and still my mouth is full I am AntipopI'll run against the grain till the day I drop I am the Antipop The man you will not stop   top   Eclectic Electric Part I Blinded By The Sun Bring me back again I'd really rather not be out here on my own Someone reel me in I'm drifting ever farther from my home I remember when I was a baby Gazing in amazement at the sky Sing it twinkle twinkle little baby Daddy's gonna learn you to fly High Like a comet through the sky Bring me back again I'd really rather not be out here on my own I'm drifting with the wind Trying to hold the course that I've been shown I remember when I was a baby Staring in amazement at the sun Better shield your eyes now little baby No one ever said you were the one No one ever said you were the one Who can't be blinded by the sun I think I'm blinded by the sun Part II Sanity Is Coming To Town I like to taunt I like to tease I'll bring your psyche to its knees Juggling Sanity is coming to your town Who gives a damn what you say You're pissing all your dreams away Juggling Sanity is coming to your town Part III Pressing Onward Towards The Light Pressing onward through the night Pressing onward towards the light   top   Greet The Sacred Cow Slice me up a big slab Of that sympathetic cheer If I'm zapped with radiation They say I'll last another year Line 'em up now To greet the sacred cow My hands are full of protein My arms are made of fire If you're calling me a diplomat I'll be calling you a liar Line 'em up now To greet the sacred cow Line 'em up now To kill the sacred cow   top   Mama Didn't Raise No Fool The best of times the worst of times The times you can't ignore Sometimes you bite the bullet And flip flop on the floor They tell you where to go They tell you what to do They set your face on fire Then stomp it out with their shoes I ain't no fool Mama didn't raise no fool The times I can't complain Are the times I do the most On a diet of black coffee And prozac buttered toast These eunuchs in their prada And Gucci flavored clothes Wouldn't know a fresh perspective If it bit 'em up on the nose I ain't no fool Mama didn't raise no fool Don't do as they say Just say as they do No flavor's quite so bitter As the taste of one's own shoes I ain't no fool Mama didn't raise no fool.   top   Dirty Drowning Man I'm a dog A dirty flying dog I drink Campari With marinated wild hog I've no sense I lick electric fence I put barbed wire in my pants And do a Celtic dance But when I can I am a giving man I'll flip you out the fire And back up into the frying pan And if you're down Looking like you're gonna drown Of all your friends I'm the one Who's most apt to stick around I'm a drowning man Who will save this drowning man Who will save this drowning man Who will save this dirty drowning man You're so fine So bright and shiney fine And I'm so proud to say That you in fact are a friend of mine And doubly pleased With crooked wobbly knees I dive on in and backstroke right Across these seas of cheese But on the times When I'm not such a giving man Please flip me out the fire And back up into the frying pan And if you're down Looking like you're gonna drown Of all your friends I'm the one Who's most apt to stick around I'm a drowning man Who will save this drowning man Who will save this drowning man Who will save this dirty drowning man   top   Ballad Of Bodacious Bodacious am a whole lotta' bull Over nineteen hundred pounds He's born in Galtry Oklahoma And he's the baddest sonsabitch around If a Burma bull ever were a super star Then Bodacious just might be He's a cream colored, beefy brawn, Full-fledged, four footed bovine celebrity Who's gonna ride Bodacious Who's gonna tame him down Look out for Bodacious He's bound to hold his ground Here come Bodacious Ya'll just step aside Big and bad Bodacious Takes a toll from those who ride Young Bo met a man named Tuff Hedeman At the start of his buckin' spree And Tuff became one of the few to make the whistle Back in nineteen ninety three Tuff tried to ride Bo again at the finals In nineteen ninety five Bodacious had got a little older and wiser Tuff barely came out alive   top   Power Mad Military show is blastin' off to Kosovo Military show with lightnin' speed Sensitivity? Oh, just a rusty nail in the corporate show How many stabs before we bleed? Those pinocchios chattering out in stereo Boy pinocchio and his golden deed Masculinity? Oh, galvanized in the world wide show As we fertilize the seed Power mad, I didn't chop the tree down dad I only try to do what's right Power mad, the best friend you ever had Unless of course you choose to fight Power mad driving out of the shadows He never tires when he plays Power mad he's a streak in the night time Speculating how he'll take on the world some day Originality? Oh, just a rusty nail in a broadway show How many stabs before we succeed Power mad, I didn't drop my pants down dad I know my left hand from my right Power mad, the best friend that you ever had Unless of course you lose the fight   top   The Final Voyage Of The Liquid Sky I been fightin' gravity since I was two Questers of the prize Blind men in the snow Some streak the skies I choose to go below Skin moves towards malignant Worshipping the sun They clamber over corpses To be the chosen ones Drift along liquid sky Descending through the darkness To the vast terrain Down here on the bottom You rarely hear the rain Drift along liquid sky   top Coattails Of A Dead Man He wasn't Lookin' for fanfare or fame But it all came around just the same He then met a girl with desire in her eye He gave her love, she took his name The times they were good, the times they were bad Most times it was just in between The hard pill he swallowed was the times that they had She put on display for all to be seen Some find their solace in work or the lord She was quite content in her dream When his eyes they burned from the bright lime light He found comfort in the bottle of ol' Jimmy Bean One day from the depths of his deep darkened hole He reached out for somethin' to feel She offered back nothin' but lack of respect So he let himself out with two barrels of steel She cried in the day she cried in the night She cried loudest when someone was near Whether crying for him or she cried for herself The bigger the camera the bigger the tear Most folks agree she was living a hell And publicly she showed her pain And never once was there a thought for herself And the ever growing slices of fortune and fame Now on the coattails of a dead man she'll ride On the coattails of a dead man she'll ride On the coattails of a dead man she'll ride she'll ride On the coattails of a dead man she'll ride she'll ride high   top