Broke 0 #1 February 14, 2006 There was just enough room to cram the drums in the corner by the Dodge. It was a fifty four with a mashed up door, And a cheesy little amp. With a sign on the fron that said Fender Champ, And a second hand giutar it was a Stratocaster with a Whammy barDivot your source for all things Hillbilly. Anvil Brother 84 SCR 14192 Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
popsjumper 2 #2 February 14, 2006 Frankie Z still lives in Joe's Garage, ya know. Suzy Creamcheese, what's got into ya'?My reality and yours are quite different. I think we're all Bozos on this bus. Falcon5232, SCS8170, SCSA353, POPS9398, DS239 Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Broke 0 #3 February 14, 2006 Well you know you gotta keep it geasyDivot your source for all things Hillbilly. Anvil Brother 84 SCR 14192 Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
popsjumper 2 #4 February 14, 2006 Quit school why fake it brown shoes don't make it.My reality and yours are quite different. I think we're all Bozos on this bus. Falcon5232, SCS8170, SCSA353, POPS9398, DS239 Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
skybytch 259 #5 February 14, 2006 Hey hey hey all you girls in these industrial towns I know you're prob'ly getting tired of all the local clowns They never give you no respect they never treat you nice So perhaps you oughta try a little friendly advice... Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
popsjumper 2 #6 February 14, 2006 ...and my name is Bobby Brown... Watch me now, I'm goin' down...My reality and yours are quite different. I think we're all Bozos on this bus. Falcon5232, SCS8170, SCSA353, POPS9398, DS239 Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
skybytch 259 #7 February 14, 2006 Catholic girls At the CYO Catholic girls Do you know how they go? Catholic girls There can be no replacement How do they go After the show? Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Broke 0 #8 February 14, 2006 All the way that's the way they go oh Every day and none of their mothers even seem to knowDivot your source for all things Hillbilly. Anvil Brother 84 SCR 14192 Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
popsjumper 2 #9 February 14, 2006 I need a pretty little Jewish Princess With titanic tits and sandblasted zits My reality and yours are quite different. I think we're all Bozos on this bus. Falcon5232, SCS8170, SCSA353, POPS9398, DS239 Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
AlexCrowley 0 #10 February 14, 2006 Evelyn, a modified dog Viewed the quivering fringe of a special doily Draped across the piano, with some surprise In the darkened room Where the chairs dismayed And the horrible curtains Muffled the rain She could hardly believe her eyes A curious breeze A garlic breath Which sounded like a snore Somewhere near the Steinway (or even from within) Had caused the doily fringe to waft & tremble in the gloom Evelyn, a dog, having undergone Further modification Pondered the significance of short-person behavior In pedal-depressed panchromatic resonance And other highly ambient domains... Arf she said TV's got them images, TV's got them all, nothing's shocking. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Broke 0 #11 February 14, 2006 It was the blackest night! There was no moon in sight! (you know the stars ain’t shinin’ ’cause the sky’s too tight) I heard the scary wind! I seen some ugly trees! There was a werewolf honkin’, ’long the side of me! I’m mean ’n I’m bad, (y’know I ain’t no sissy) Got a big-titty girly by the name of ’chrissy’ Talkin’ about her ’n my bike ’n me... ’n this ride up the mountain of mystery, (mystery) (how ’re you doin’? ) I noticed even the crickets Acted weird up here And so I figured I might Just drink a little beer I said, gimme summa that what yer suckin’ on... But there was no reply ’cause she was gone! Where’s those titties I like so well, ’n’ my goddam beer! Is what I started to yell, then I heard this noise Like a crunchin’ twig, ’n up jumped the devil! (he’s about this big!) He had a red suit on An’ a widow’s peak An’ then a pointed tail ’n like a sulphur reek, Yes, it was him awright, I swear I knowed it was! He had some human flesh Stuck underneath his claws You know, it looked to me Like it was titty skin! I said, you son-of-a-bitch! (’cause I was mad at him!) He just got out his floss ’n started cleanin’ his fang So I shot him with my shooter, Said: bang! bang! bang! Divot your source for all things Hillbilly. Anvil Brother 84 SCR 14192 Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
AlexCrowley 0 #12 February 14, 2006 There's a ship arriving too late To save a drowning witch She was swimmin' along Tryin' to keep a date With a Merchant Marine Who told her he was really rich But it doesn't matter no more . . . She's on the ocean floor 'N the water's all green down there 'N it's not very clean down there 'N water snakes 'N rusty wrecks Is all that she can see As the light goes dim And she's tryin' to swim Will she make it? (Boy, we sure hope so . . . ) Not even a witch oughta be caught On the bottom of America's spew-infested Waterways, hey-hey . . . She could get radiation all over her She could mutate insanely . . . She could mutate insanely . . . (that's right) You know, she could go on the freeway and grow up to be 15 feet tall And scary-lookin' And then . . . Cars could crash all over the place As a result of people with Hawaiian shirts on . . . Lookin' up to see her face Sardines in her eyebrows . . . Lobsters up 'n down her forehead All of them HORRIBLY LARGE FROM RADIATION . . . And smelling very bad And DANGEROUS! Maybe a submarine could save her, And bring her home to the Navy . . . For some kind of Oo-oo-oo-ah ah Ah-oo-oo oo-oo-oo Ah-oo-ahhh Ritual sacrifice . . . TV's got them images, TV's got them all, nothing's shocking. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Broke 0 #13 February 14, 2006 Yes indeed, here we are! At Saint Alfonzo's Pancake Breakfast Where I stole the mar-juh-reen An' widdled on the Bingo Cards in lieu of the latrine I saw a handsome parish lady Make her entrance like a queen Why she was totally chenille And her old man was a Marine As she abused a sausage pattie And said why don't you treat me mean? (Hurt me, hurt me, hurt me, oooooh!) At Saint Alfonzo's Pancake Breakfast (Hah! Good God! Get off the bus!) Where I stole the mar-juh-reen . . . Saint Alfonzo Saint Alfonzo Saint Alfonzo Saint Alfonzo Ooo-ooo-WAH . . . Divot your source for all things Hillbilly. Anvil Brother 84 SCR 14192 Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
popsjumper 2 #14 February 14, 2006 You guys lost me...My reality and yours are quite different. I think we're all Bozos on this bus. Falcon5232, SCS8170, SCSA353, POPS9398, DS239 Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Broke 0 #15 February 14, 2006 Evelyn, A Modified Dog Lyrics from One Size Fits All Titties and Beer from I think Live in New York or something like that St. Alphonzos Pancake breakfast from Apostrophe if memory serves me rightDivot your source for all things Hillbilly. Anvil Brother 84 SCR 14192 Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
skydivingdutch 0 #16 February 14, 2006 that's what she said http://dropman.com Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
lurch 0 #17 February 14, 2006 Yell at me I want to Be your light that shines But my ground is shaking and I might fall I wish that I could say I wish that I could be your evil evil in a closet Live and learn... or die, and teach by example. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
AlexCrowley 0 #18 February 14, 2006 you missed Ship Arriving Too Late to Save a Drowning Witch. It was about this time that the telephone rang inside of the SECRET BRIEFCASE belonging to THE ONE MORTAL MAN who might be able to stop all of this senseless destruction and save 'AMERICA HERSELF'! (And I'm sorry to disappoint some of you, it was not Chief Reddin) This one MAN was STUDEBAKER HOCH, fantastic new SUPER HERO of the CURRENT ECONOMIC SLUMP. (Oh) Now, some folks say he looked like (he was like, he was like) ZUBIN MEHTA (Zubin Mehta); still others say (others say he), bullshit, honey (bullshit, man) he's just another greasy guy who happened to be born next to the Frozen Beef Pies at BONEY'S MARKET. (Others say he was just a, just a) Still others say, John, piss on you, Jack! (crazy Italian) He's just a crazy Italian who drove a RED CAR. You see (nobody knows for sure 'cause he was so), nobody ever really knew for sure, because STUDEBAKER was so-o-o-o-o-o mysterious (mysterious) . . . HE WAS SO (He was so, he was so!) MYSTERIOUS! HE WAS SO (He was so, he was so!) MYSTERIOUS! 'Cuz when a person gets to be Such a HERO, folks, And MARVELOUS BEYOND COMPUTE, You can never REALLY TELL About a GUY LIKE THAT (Whether he's really a NICE PERSON Or if he just SMILES A LOT), (What?) Or if he has a son named 'PINOCCHIO', Or what? TV's got them images, TV's got them all, nothing's shocking. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
katzurki 0 #19 February 14, 2006 I read the thread's title and subconsciously hummed the first few lines of Joe's Garage while it was opening. Then got freaked out when I actually read the lyrics I'd just hummed. FZ rocks! Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Broke 0 #20 February 15, 2006 lol Nice A picturesk, postcardy mountainDivot your source for all things Hillbilly. Anvil Brother 84 SCR 14192 Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
