1. |
Lonely Nites
03:04
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Lonely Nites
(Music: Barragan * Words: Thompson)
It's a quarter after dark
Not sure where I'm even parked
Got $50 bucks in my hand
Tonight I'll be drinking like a man
Roll one up and have a snort
This toot'll have me up all goddamn night!
All right! Drinking – drinking – drinking
It's two hours after dark
Not sure why I'm even here
Got a gut full of gin
Tonight I'll be fightin' like a man
Roll one up and have a snort
This toot'll have me up all goddamn night!
All right! Drinking – drinking – drinking
[solo] + still drinkin' x6 – I'm drinkin' – Still drinkin'
{mumble} “So ya gonna pass some of that blow?
Or do I have to kick your ass to get ya to give it to me?”
It's last call & I'm still here
Not sure where this night will lead
Hopped up on this trucker speed
I'll give this mama what she needs
Roll one up and have a snort
This toot'll have me up all goddamn night!
All right! Drinking – drinking – drinking
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2. |
Big Titty Broads
04:14
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BIG TITTY BROADS
(Music: Barragan * Words: Barragan / Thompson)
LUSHTON:
Saturday night, alone at the crib, stuck on couch,
ain't really doing shit, sober as fuck, there's nothing in the fridge,
Yo I gotta go out, and I wanna see some big tits bitch,
I know a spot where the buffet is hot,
where the women are ugly, and you're bound to get shot,
a little late on the rent, so their taking your cash at the sporting event,
where their shaking that ass.
DRUNKARD:
RED LIGHTS FLASHING,
DANCE BEATS BLASTING,
WOMEN CONSUMING THE MOON,
DANCE FLOOR MADIENS,
DRUNKEN SADISTS
MILKING HER EYES DRY
PELVICS THRUSTING
MINDS ARE MELTING
GOOD TIMES ARE SURE TO ENSURE
FISTPUMPS PUMPING
GIRLS WANT MY STUFFING
TIME TO SHOW OFF MAD MOVES
LUSHTON:
My name's Lushton P. Hurl and I'm taking your girl,
behind the dumpster - giving nuts to a squirrel,
but since I'm broke as fuck,
Yo I gotta catch the bus,
Nothing gonna stop me from catching that bus
Now I'm strip joint bound and I gotta few bucks
Cruising passed the homeless & the down of their luck,
But I don't give a fuck – I just needed something to do,
Now I'm anxiously waiting for the titties & booze,
It's a winning combination when there's nothing to lose,
I'm an alcoholic son it's not something you choose,
I don't even contemplate about the don't's and the do's
You wouldn't understand unless you been in my shoes.
And that's the truth.
Shit I'm a sloppy drunk pimp,
I'll vomit on her mother
and I'm slapping all her kids...
DRUNKARD:
RED LIGHTS FLASHING,
DANCE BEATS BLASTING,
WOMEN CONSUMING THE MOON,
DANCE FLOOR MADIENS,
DRUNKEN SADISTS
MILKING HER EYES DRY
PELVICS THRUSTING
MINDS ARE MELTING
GOOD TIMES ARE SURE TO ENSURE
FISTPUMPS PUMPING
GIRLS WANT MY STUFFING
TIME TO SHOW OFF MAD MOVES
OPENED UP BLOUSES – PASSIONS AROUSEIN'
BODIES PRESSIN' CONCRETE
SHOWS ON TV MAKE IT BETTER TO BE
BETTER IN BETWEEN THE SHEETS
STANDING ON STOOLS,
BREAKING KNOWN RULES,
LOOKING FOR ASSLESS CHAPS,
BIG TITTY BROADS
STRONG WILLING SODS,
KEEPIN' OUR RHYTHM WITHIN,
BIG TITTY BROADS (x17)
“Wait... so what you're saying is we gotta make 'em move...”
“I think I can make 'em move.”
DANCE – DRINK – SMOKE
DANCE – DRINK – SMOKE
FUCK – DANCE – DRINK – SMOKE
DANCE – DRINK – SMOKE – FUCK
DANCE – DRINK – SMOKE
DANCE – DRINK – SMOKE – FUCK
DANCE – DRINK – SMOKE
FUCK
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3. |
Blur the Room
02:10
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BLUR THE ROOM
(Music: Thompson * Words: Barragan / Thompson)
“Y'ALL GOT ANY PUKEBUCKET ON THAT JUKEBOX?”
“NO & YOU KNOW THAT!”
Here we are now once again
Fuck that halo bathe in sin
Same ol' Bob with the same ol friends
Fill my cup with beer & gin
My vagrant ways be praised
I didn't piss my pants today
Still got jizz in my crusted shorts
with all my crazy cohorts
with their shitty drawers...
BLUR THE ROOM IT STARTS TO SPIN
THE BITCH HAS CUT ME OFF AGAIN
FUCK THAT HALO BATHE IN SIN
I NEED MY CUP FILLED UP AGAIN
I've had one drink too few
It feels like my brains just goo
Everyone's lookin' at me strange
While I play with myself in a drunken rage...
Turn that key we're off again
To find another room to spin
Grab her ass and kiss the twins
The bitch has cut me off again
Better lock that cabinet door
And hit that liquor store
Hear the Drunkard roar
As I fuck the local whore!
BLUR THE ROOM IT STARTS TO SPIN
THE BITCH HAS CUT ME OFF AGAIN
FUCK THAT HALO BATHE IN SIN
I NEED MY CUP FILLED UP AGAIN
Brush your teeth with my dick
Fiddle with my taint a bit
Slap my ass and call me Sallie
I fucked you like I fucked your Mammy-Mammy-Mammy-Mammy!!!
Turn that key we're off for more
Looking for them dirty whores
Find a spot with plenty of gin
Fill my fucking cup again
Too fucked up to give a damn
Give your ass a helping hand
Put a turd on your upper lip
Fart and take a big Ol' shit
Titties bouncing everywhere
Golden, Black, & Brownish hair
I can't help myself but stare
Fatties in their underwear...
BLUR THE ROOM IT STARTS TO SPIN
THE BITCH HAS CUT ME OFF AGAIN
FUCK THAT HALO BATHE IN SIN
I NEED MY CUP FILLED UP AGAIN
BLUR THE ROOM IT STARTS TO SPIN
THE BITCH HAS CUT ME OFF AGAIN
FUCK THAT HALO BATHE IN SIN
I NEED MY CUP FILLED UP AGAIN
BLUR THE ROOM IT STARTS TO SPIN
THE BITCH HAS CUT ME OFF AGAIN
BLUR THE ROOM!!! (x4)
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4. |
OMBG Theme
01:17
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O.M.B.G. THEME
(Music: Barragan * Words: Thompson)
Wake up in the mornin'
& I hear them sayin'
all these words that needed sayin'
If you didn't really understand a thing that they had said.
Then you'll never ever really get it into my head,
But the music's playing louder
and I'm getting up & tired
& I really didn't sleep with anything in my means...
and the Punk Rock music makes me bleed
for Victoria's O.M.B.G.
OLD MAN & BITTER GIRL – T.S.S.
ARM & ARM – CLOTHES UNFURLED – This Shit Sucks man
OLD MAN & BITTER GIRL -Lechuza
DRUNKARDS ARM & ARM TILL THE END OF TIME – Stout City
{LUSHTON VERSE HERE}
OLD MAN & BITTER GIRL - OMBG
ARM & ARM – CLOTHES UNFURLED - Lechuza
OLD MAN & BITTER GIRL – This Shit Sucks man
DRUNKARDS ARM & ARM TILL THE END OF TIME – Stout City bro
Listen to the world turning inside out
It's the sound of music spewing out my mouth?!
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5. |
Punk as Fuck
02:25
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PUNK AS FUCK
(Music: Barragan * Words / samples: Thompson)
[INTRO: Jamie Tilly “We’re going to find out what it is and bring you to the front of the realms. Here are your instructions…”]
Wake up in the morning and I’m puking on the floor
Your mom has titties flat as a wall
The world is a bitch and know I want more
Her friends are ugly
So I fuck em some more…
Why’s there all this puke on the floor?
[I don’t fucking know]
----YELL----
Her boobs are small…
Don’t want to grab them at all…
I’m puking on the floor Spilled diarrhea on the walls
We’re licking em
We’re Kicking em
We’re licking em
We’re kicking em
FUCK ALL YOU PEOPLE TRYING TO HOLD ME DOWN
FUCK ALL YOU PEOPLE TRYING TO BRING ME DOWN
FUCK ALL YOU PEOPLE TRYING TO HOLD ME DOWN
FUCK ALL YOU PEOPLE TRYING TO BRING ME DOWN
PUNCHIN’ AND A KICKIN
AND KICKIN’ AND A PUNCHIN’
PUNCHIN’ AND A KICKIN
AND KICKIN’ AND A PUNCHIN’
----WHOAAAAA!!!----
FUCK YOU,
YOU & YOU
& FUCK YOU,
YOU & YOU
& FUCK YOU,
YOU & YOU
& FUCK YOU,
YOU & YOU & YOU &…
-------[OOOOOWWYYYOOOWWW]-----
We’re kickin’ it
We’re lickin’ it
We’re kickin’ it
We’re lickin’ it
Fuck all you people trying to bring me down
Fuck all you fake ass people trying to bring me down
Fuck all you fakes trying to bring me down
Fuck you bring yourself up!!!
Wake up in the morning and I’m puking on my floor…
Go to sleep and I’m puking on the floor
What the fuck you want some more?
Fuck you I’m knocking at your door
Bust a forty, we’ll back a fight
I’ll punch you It’s all right.
[cough *sniff]
{“Ummmm you got twenty bucks for a bag?”}
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6. |
A bit out East
01:24
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7. |
Camera Shy
01:25
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CAMERA SHY
(Music: Barragan * Words: Thompson)
So it seems that dog is camera shy,
Don't have reason and I don't know why
Guess I'll take another piece of that pie
Pumpkin pie gets you through the day
wouldn't have it any other way
put a little topping on it
then ya have another little fit
wake up in the morning
get the coffee a brewing
sing the day away
swish the swill around
drink your fill...
Why's the dog so camera shy?
Why's the dog so camera shy?
Don't have reason and I don't know why?
That dog's so goddamned camera shy
in the morning, when the sun does shine
& she sees it running but she don't know why...
...there's some doobie and some pie.
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8. |
Keep on a keepin' on
01:41
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KEEP ON A KEEPIN' ON
(Words: The Drunkard * Music: Lushton P. Hurl)
I break my back for a shiny dollar
My milk jugs empty and I want holler
No sense lying this place's a squalor
I keep on truckin' but my stomach won't take...
Keep on truckin' I... (x6)
I heard the highway callin' my name
I took off running in the pouring rain
Not sure when I'd be back again ..
A pack of Bugler in a shiny tin quickly
became my closest friend...
A trip out West, thought would clear my mind...
But the hangman caught me as I was hopping lines...
I don't mean to boast...
I don't mean to brag...
Somehow I got away...
& I got a feeling in the shade I'll stay.
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9. |
The Hoosegow Lament
02:18
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THE HOOSEGOW LAMENT
(Music: Barragan * Words: Thompson)
Bottle of whiskey of callin' my name
Bottle of champagne bubblin' on my brain,
Whiskers on the outside,
Growin' on the inside,
I need some warmth...
this booze is running dry
and I'm... cold & hot...
fever sweats...
Escape into & out of my body...
I am dying...
DREAM AWAKE
& DREAM OF A PLACE
FOR YOU TO UPROOT & TAKE
ONE TO HELP YOU FACE THIS FATE...
WITH OPEN ARMS
& CLOSED FISTS
...Sittin' in the jail cell...
I'm wasting my time...
I'm tryin' to find new ways to get high
I'm free on the outside,
looking in again..
Sayin' “what's up” to my friends..
A game of chance
just might be the difference between
eating or bleeding out on the streets...
Keep me warm with words of lore,
but don't be me with your empty truths...
DREAM AWAKE
& DREAM OF A PLACE
FOR YOU TO UPROOT & TAKE
ONE TO HELP YOU FACE THIS FATE...
WITH OPEN ARMS
& CLOSED FISTS
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10. |
Float like a Drunkard
01:39
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Float like a Drunkard
(Music / Samples / Words: Thompson)
“Ladies & Gentlemen – PUKEBUCKET”
ohhh yea...let's do this shit... pukebucket in the house”
We got the Drunkard – We got Lushton P Hurl
Yo Lushton where you at?
{barf}
Yo I'm the Drunkard
I hold it down
While my boy Bobby
throw up on the ground
We drink phat booze
We like big boobs
Gotta bubble butt?
We're gonna throw it up
Skateboard & mace
Diamonds in here place
Chug a 40oz to your face
Chunk a deuce
it's outta this place
Let's smoke some weed
Let's do some drugs
Let's get fucked up
...hey where am I at again?
I'M THE DRUNKARD
I'M GETTING HIGH
DO THESE THINGS
TO GET ON BY
I SAID FUCK MY BILLS
AND I FUCKED YOUR WIFE
AIN'T GIVE A FUCK
I'M GONNA LIVE MY LIFE
I GOT BALLS BITCH!
{Oh we're done? Fuck...
yo Bobby you done? Fuck...
Let's finish this shit!
---puke sounds---
“fucked up” - Lushton
“bro I told you we gonna drink too much' -Drunkard
“ahh fuck just let it keep playin” -Lusthon
“we can start it over” - Drunkard
“aight Just let it keep playing” - Lusthon
“next” - Drunkard
“Why you gonna start over man?” - Lushton
“I'm pausin' for you to come in and do your parts..” - Drunkard
“uhh your tracks already...” - Lushton
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