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Mr. Mouth
03:56
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CHORUS:
Mr. Mouth, Mr. Mouth - Zip that Mr. Mouth
Mr. Mouth, Mr. Mouth - Zip that Mr. Mouth
VERSE ONE:
Boo hoo to me
Cause my ears are in proximity
To your “speciality” –
inhumanity
You scrape and pick and pick and scrape
Novocain my brain
To keep me sane
B SECTION:
Hydro floss
Water pick
Swish mouth wash
Think and spit, think and spit!
CHORUS
VERSE TWO:
Ginga ganga ninja ginga
Vitus aint alrightus
Gotta hydro floss, gotta water pick
Think and spit
Ya you think and spit
Sawing at my mind
Oscillating, always baiting
Halitosis of the mostes
By the hostes
B SECTION:
Hydro floss
Water pick
Swish mouth wash
Think and spit, think and spit!
CHORUS
C SECTION:
Fuckin’ with my mem-brain
Molding minds like clay
Fuckin’ with my mem-brain
Molding minds like clay
BRIDGE:
Pampas and arrogant
Why I don’t know
You say what we want you to say
We’ve studied you close
We know how you’re wired
Why do you think you were hired?
We know how you’re wired
Why do you think you were hired?
Mr. Mouth - get out of my home
You’re on every channel I switch!
We make it like this
You can’t get away
We’ll make you to tired to think!
My ism is Brux
I’m pulling the plug
Good riddance you’re out of my head
Good Riddance you’re out of my head! (twice)
CHORUS
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2. |
Fair and Balanced?
00:18
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3. |
Burned By The Bush
02:37
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Now does he ever wonder?
‘Bout the mess he made of your lives
The problems and the pain – never end
No – no – no oh
There’s a gift that’s given
To everyone of his friends
Take it from you and me
And the rich go tax free
A messianic complex
And a flock that’s built on lies
He claims to talk to Jesus – every day
No – no – no oh
When he puts the phone down
He sends you off to war
What causes Bushery?
It’s a Lobotomy
Burned by the Bush, Burned by the Bush,
Burned by the Bushery
Stomp the Fire
Four more years are certain
And were hopin’ we will survive
The problems and pain – may end
Oh – oh – oh oh
If he talked to Jesus
Lord knows he would resign
Stop this Bushery
Set everybody free
End all the Bush, End all the Bush
End all this Bushery
It’s all shrubbish
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The New Holy Trinity
00:12
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Take your brain out and set it on the coffee table
You won’t need it for tonight’s festivities
The pixel desert
Gather the couch potato paraphernalia
Complacency in the push button remote wasteland
Lights, camera, distraction
Meld into the fabric
Pillow body in the crumb fortress
Potato chip fingers
The stagnant stench when you peel off the drenched
B.O stained frumpled T shirt
Scratch the itch that you can scratch
Nasal excavation
Cat water wet sock
To lazy to drain the beer nut
Take a chance, leave, there’s nothing to miss!
TV drool, shut off like a switch
Slobber exuding from your pores
Sweat the superficial glisten
It’s a brain your missin’
You all ate from the fashion plate
Candy coated empty shell
Pea brain soup simmering in the crock “o” shit pot
Radiation pinformation
Standing ovation
Flash, crash, cash
You quick jack, it’s the lazy mans smack
Multimedia package, One size fits all!
Sheep herder teacher tacticians on they’re mission
For the money makin’ magicians
Triggering the spendorama
Mainstream mush mindin’
Dumbin’ and numbin’
Perpetrator of the thought famine
Spammin’ multimedia barragin’
Blitzkriegin’
Watch the perplex of the simplex
It’s good - What do the numbers say?
But it’s good – What do the numbers say?
But it’s real good! But what do the numbers say?
Dammit it’s great! What do the fuckin’ numbers say?
Neilson’s what’s the deal son!
Pretty little packages for the corporobotic, conglom-moron
Consume mongers
Billboard cups
Billboard pens
Billboard T-shirts
Billboard hats
Light’em up with a billboard match!
What’s left?
Simplex rejects!
No! Screw your simplexity
Peel off the superficial skin, a skin I won’t wear!
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Periphery
05:38
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It seems so far away
Like the sun and it’s warmth at sunset
Then it goes black only to glimmer again
I don’t know if we can get there from here
And on this journey
Feel all alone more with age so it’s seems
The road curves so you can’t see the finish
Maybe it goes
Round and around in a circle again
I run – look for the finish
around the corner
Another stretch of baron highway lies ahead
Chorus:
Blackness comes
Invites you
Like the smile from the man on the moon
Offering comfort from misleading winding roads
Many see through his lies
I think the road goes around the middle
Safe in appearance
Devils swirl the mirage that you see
Just off the road the dust devil rages
Tumbleweeds follow
Dust devil shuffling from here and to there
Tumbleweed isn’t asked what it wants
Don’t know to ask
Existing not living and going nowhere
Loneliness is all that I know
But there is glory
Ugliness makes itself known in the end
A course set for acceptance and freedom
Lighting the future
Breaking the chains that have once held them back
I hope one day in the future
Realization
Finding there way to the winding road
Chorus
Out on the periphery – find the winding road, with me
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7. |
200 Year Old Dead Guys
04:40
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200 hundred years (8 times)
200 year old dead guys
Diggin ’em up
Necrophilliac jackals off to prosper
They go, ecka, ecka, ecka, ecka
Ecka, ecka, ecka, ecka (repeat eckas’)
Laughin’ it up, Jackal spackle ’em up!
Necrophilliac jackals off to prosper!
This shit’s insidious
The business is carnivorous
Genius from years gone past
He played for the King, what the King deemed fit
Today you play for PepsiCo
Or you just fill the machine (4 times)
Do you think he’d like to hear what he wrote?
The way he wrote it!
I think he’d like to see what he saw
And then to show it!
Boo-hoo-hoo-ewooh
200 year old dead guys
Diggin ’em up
Necrophilliac jackals off to prosper
They goin’, ecka, ecka, ecka, ecka
Ecka, ecka, ecka, eck (repeat eckas)
Laughin’ it up, Jackal spackle ’em up!
Necrophilliac jackals off to prosper!
This shit’s insidious
The business is carnivorous
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9. |
Dough Ray Me
03:39
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Live your life through your favorite inch
Dough ray me fa so la ti dough
Smack your wife ‘cause your teams in a pinch
Dough ray me fa so la ti dough
Size really matters when it comes to the screen
Dough ray me fa so la ti dough
So you can hone in on the propaganda beam
Dough ray me fa so la ti dough
B section
Dough – you crave it more and more
Ray – lights are on but nobodies home
Me, myself and I is you
Fa so la ti dough
Think you’re great ‘cause the shit you own
Dough ray me fa so la ti dough
Pay for it ‘til you’re under the stone
Amazing grace, how sweet
The guy with the biggest pile wins?
Dough ray me fa so la ti dough
A steamy pile is all you is
(Flatulence,) pee-ugh, oh god!
B section
Chorus
Ya do the dough ray me fa so la ti dough
Dough ray me fa so la ti dough (repeat 4)
B section
Throwin’ away your life when you’re doin’ the dough ray me (repeat 8)
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Instrumental
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11. |
The ____ Terrorist
03:00
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Just after the dew - just before the heat of the day
Or sometimes - just after the heat - just before dusk
You’ve seen em’
Some self propelled like unmanned bombers
Drones chopping like helicopters
Tines like cluster bombs scraping the earth
All in the name of conformity to rid the dangerous undesirables
They call em’ the grubs - the scum of the earth
They say you should fear em’
That they threaten your standing - your very existence
These are prejudices not held by mother earth
It’s a form of counter insurgency
Low intensity conflict to route out nature
The undesirables scurry and hide
Dug in, clinging to as a root
Searching for a crevice to avoid the tactical nukes
and bucket loaders spreading the Agent Orange fallout
Flying spades cut into the earth like tomahawk missiles
Pummeling the landscape as if gutted by bunker busters
A napalm scorching genocide recedes into the darkness
What does the new dawn bring?
Counter insurgents have taken over the poisoned landscape
In awe of the new world they’ve created
Prideful and spreading their feathers like a peacock
yet losing all respect for their relationship with nature
Perfect lanes like plots of land like conformity
The spreading and nurturing of the toxic demon seed
rendering the land dangerous for all who inhabit it.
Profit using prejudice
Just after the dew, just before the heat of the day
Or sometimes, after the heat, just before dusk
The lawn terrorist combs the landscape to ensure
his totalitarian grip.
Give them nuthin' to do
Sell them something to eat. (repeated)
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War and Pom Poms
03:19
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Lets paint Easter eggs - then hide them in the grass
Fill up a sock with toys - they’re broken in a week
Scary bones on your door - diabetes for the kids
Love in a box of chocolate - to the gym you go
Occupation is their occupation
Spread Damnation
Slip on your cheer skirts – panties too
Waving your pom poms – red, white, and blue
Saucony buck shoes – can’t you see their walkin’ you
Waving your rally towels
You’re a freakin’ butthole - that’s what I want to say to you
Every day people do what they say to do
They are freakin’ buttholes too, to do what they do to you
Your buttholes what they do it to
Pucker up get smart and watch your back
Stick little flags on your car and every thing you own
Grab your coffee and a donut and off to work you go
Drive to the jingo lingo like it is a drug - WELI-es
Pray for the week to end then see a famous show
Occupation is their occupation
Spread Damnation
Slip on your cheer skirts – panties too
Waving your pom poms – red, white, and blue
Saucony buck shoes – can’t you see their walkin’ you
Waving your rally towels
You’re a freakin’ butthole - that’s what I want to say to you
Every day people do what they say to do
They are freakin’ buttholes too, to do what they do to you
Your buttholes what they do it to
Pucker up get smart and watch your back
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14. |
Bush is a Fool Anthem
01:54
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Bush is a Fool
Boo Hoo for me and you
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You'll know...
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16. |
Forgotten
06:27
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When I see them there - all the forgotten
It makes me wonder
All the money held – from the forgotten
Yet the leaders say they care
Disillusioned – mass confusion
No plan is put in place
Livin’ day to day
Evolution – revolution
Progress through the soul
Make a better world- ya…
(Bring it down – harmonies)
The time has come now, for the forgotten
For us to remember
The world is everyone, we not me
Plant the seeds that grow together, ya…
Disillusioned – mass confusion
No plan is put in place
Livin’ day to day
Evolution – revolution
Progress through the soul
Make a better world- ya…
Solos
Evolution – revolution (repeated)
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Ronnie Neuhauser New Haven, Connecticut
Ronnie Neuhauser is a composer / guitarist with three musical projects Nocheez Orchestra, Fe Fi Fo, and Styrocultural
Antidote, and nearly 25 CD and DVD releases.
The music is eclectic from rock, fusion, funk, free jazz, avant-garde, spoken word, rock opera, progressive rock, and more.
Wild compositions and improvisation, often with social commentary.
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