1. |
Jungle Virgin Force
01:08
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I'm gonna buy a map
I'm gonna plot a course
I'm gonna ride through the jungle on my jungle horse
Jungle Virgin Force
They wear jungle skirts
They eat jungle dirt
And they take jungle shits
In burmese tiger pits
Jungle Virgin Force
Cuz I'm lookin for a jungle virgin force
Soon they'll be ours dancing in our bars
Slap em' in the skull til' they seeing stars
Back in the states they eat city steaks
They love my fast rattlin' city snake
Lookin' for a jungle virgin force
Cuz I'm lookin for a jungle virgin force
They drink jungle juice
And rock a jungle boosh
They have a jungle face
And take up jungle space
They're havin' jungle fun
In their jungle, son
And climbing jungle trees
Avoiding jungle bees
Cuz I'm lookin for a jungle virgin force
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2. |
Legtrip
01:34
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3. |
Sandwich Time
01:04
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Momos, jackbags, commies, and queers
It takes me forever just to order one beer
You're in our way don't act like you don't notice
We're waiting three hours to ride one rollie coaster
It's sandwich, sandwich time
It's sandwich, sandwich time
Long ass lines it's the price we pay
Tony listens to Christmas music every day
Taking up my space. Eating my sandwich
Traffic everywhere, it's just too much to sandwich
It's sandwich, sandwich time
It's sandwich, sandwich time
It's sandwich, sandwich time
Too many people in my deli line
There's only two things that you need to know
You're a snake vs. a mongoose
Cobra or Kai
The mongoose aint your friend, so prepare to die
There's too many people in my deli line
It's sandwich, sandwich time
It's sandwich, sandwich time
It's sandwich, sandwich time
There's too many people in my deli. It's sandwich time
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4. |
Fastball
01:20
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Hey!
1,2,3,4
1,2,3,4
Fastball baby! It strikes your face
Fastball, you'll never make it to first base
Fastball, right to the eye
Fastball, you know Terry's gonna die
We're baseball blastin kane so come on by
Your balls are popping out man let a sleeping corpse lie
Fastball
Fastball
The coach is coming in, hide the shit
Would you mind telling me, what the fuck is this?
Backseat killer cold knuckles your brain
Asphyxiation you won't feel no pain
I aint no drug pusher, I'm a pitcher and a shover
Your playing catch like you're fucking Danny Glover
Fastball
Fastball
Fastball baby! You need to relax
You're playing second base like you think you're Steve Sax
Fastball man, give me the shit
Fastball, these are fucking peanuts bitch
Hit another homerun and i'll test your piss
Buy me a hotdog and lets do a kiss
Fastball
Fastball
Fastball
Fastball
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5. |
Jaws HD
01:12
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Working in a factory
It's not good for you or me
Jaws HD vs. Jaws 3D
The first one's all you need to see
It's not yours
It's not mines
I can watch it anytime
I make fun of you
It's good for you
Shameful Sunday
Weak to unpowerful
I'm half dead riding bicycles built for two
New Jersey power kane Tuesday's pretty cool
I know sweatpants ain't good for me
But I avoid the late night jaggery
Do what you want just don't let me see
The ostrich effect has always worked for me
I don't want to hear or see that shit
They're looking for you
Is it yours? Not mine
I remember jackin' it - first time
High Travoltage fevery - Saturday night
I'm way too blasted and I can't flog off
Powder kane made my camshaft soft
Touch my nuts
Turn my head and cough
Nowhere to go (cough)
Nowhere to go (cough)
Some people say that you're too slow
Rim jacking boys in Soho
We can't be stopped by your mom or your pops
So give us an inch and we'll take a yard
Playing tennis and we're lighting our farts
Stealing all of Tony's bicycle parts
We'll get together and we'll iron it out
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6. |
Salisbury Shake
01:00
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Wake it up, air it out, quarter phone, lezbone
Everybody know it's you
Penis brigade, penis youth
I sold it to Tony for a quarter a package
Salisbury shake
How are you?
I think I want to try one too
Salibury shake
I say, how do you do?
You know you want to try one too
Wake it up, air it out, quarter phone, lezbone
Everybody know it's you
Penis brigade, april fools
I sold it to Tony for a quarter a package
Salisbury shake
How are you?
I think I want to try one too
Salibury shake
I say, how do you do?
You know you want to try one also
Salisbury shake , ya you think your so coo
Salisbury shake, I don't think I like you
Salisbury shake, I hate you
Salisbury shake, ima eat you
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7. |
Honkbox
00:31
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I don't wanna ticket for honking my horn
Honkbox sees all and tells the police
Its some kind of crazy conspiracy
Of the honky horn variety
Honkbox keeps its eyes on society
Honkbox keeps its eyes on you and me
Honkbox is stealing all of my money
Honkbox I think is trying to fuck me
Honkbox gives you a $1,000 ticket
Honkbox
Honkbox
Honk - Honk - Honk
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8. |
King of the Park
01:26
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The park is mine I aint leaving
Kill me, I kill you. Even steven
The park is mine I aint leaving
Kill me, I kill you. Even steven
Traffic offense you're gonna die
Cut me off I'll spit in your eye
Traffic offense you're gonna die
Cut me off I'll spit in your eye
I'm the king of the park
I got a badge, I got a gun
I fuck with you because it's fun
I'm the king of the park
I got a badge, I got a gun
I fuck with you because it's fun
The park is mine I aint leaving
Kill me, I kill you. Even steven
Traffic offense you're gonna die
Cut me off I'll spit in your eye
The park is mine I aint leaving
Kill me, I kill you. Even steven
Traffic offense you're gonna die
Cut me off I'll spit in your eye
I'm the king of the park
I got a badge, I got a gun
I fuck with you because it's fun
I'm the king of the park
I got a badge, I got a gun
I fuck with you because it's fun
The park is mine I aint leaving
Kill me, I kill you. Even steven
Traffic offense you're gonna die
Cut me off I'll spit in your eye
The park is mine I aint leaving
Kill me, I kill you. Even steven
Traffic offense you're gonna die
Cut me off I'll spit in your eye
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9. |
Sweatpants Lament
01:34
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It's a sweatpants paradise
No responsibilities it's so nice
Waking up for the Price is Right
And snortin sweatpants powder all night
It's a sweatpants paradise
Drinkin' flat beer and eatin' flavor ice
Hot pockets for sustenance
Abusing controlled substances
I got hot pocket dreams
Cocaine schemes
Blastin kane off of porno magazines
Cuz I'm living in sweatpants land
Cuz Ima sweatpants man
It's a sweatpants paradise
Leisure is our favorite vice
A.C. on and we're under the blankets
Hiding in our sweatpants so we can spank it
It's a sweatpants paradise
Taking liberties it's so nice
Waking up for the Price is Right
And doin sweatpants powder all night
I got hot pocket dreams
Cocaine schemes
Blastin kane off of porno magazines
Cuz I'm living in sweatpants land
Cuz Ima sweatpants man
Sweatpants land
Cuz Ima sweatpants man - boy - man - boy - man
credits
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10. |
Timmy Forsythe
02:00
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Timmy Forsythe wearin a noose
Duck, duck, duck, duck, duck, duck, goose
Tards in the graveyard they're getting it on
That ones sitting in a highchair he's getting strong
Oh my God! They're drinking blood, leave them alone they're salting a slug
Look at that rats balls
Look at that rats balls
Hes got balls
Ratty balls
Hes got balls
Look at that rats balls
Look at that rats balls
Hes got balls
Ratty balls
Hes got balls, two of em
Look at that rats balls
Look at that rats ol' crazy balls
Timmy Forsythe wearin a noose
Duck, duck, duck, duck, duck, goose
Tards in the graveyard they're getting it on
That ones sitting in a highchair hes getting strong
Oh my God! They're drinking blood, leave them alone they're salting a slug
Look at that rats balls
Look at that rats balls
Hes got balls
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11. |
Meatboy
01:11
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13. |
Nubs - Job (Nubs)
01:55
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Citizen Blast Kane Hackensack, New Jersey
North and South American habitual Regatta winners and jungle animal communicators, who enjoy discovering rare and unusual coins, down hill skiing techniques from 1980's movies and late night programming on Cinemax. Citizen Blast Kane we is.
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