WHITE-HOT LOVE [folksy] Volcano, CA 22 June 2003
She peeled her dress off and she walked around the room
She fried bananas in the moonlight
Sauteed ginger tofu in the moonlight
Served them with a sauce of white-hot love
Served them with a sauce of white-hot love
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She stretched her back and she moved around the room
She made sangria from cheap red wine
Seven-Up and white rum, a squeeze of lime
Poured out in the light of white-hot love
Poured out in the light of white-hot love
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She spun in circles and she danced around the room
Cut a lemon pie with a sharp knife
Sliced my arteries with a sharp knife
Licked up satisfaction with a white-hot love
Licked up satisfaction with a white-hot love
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She peeled her skin off and she walked around the room
Moved like creme brulee in her skeleton
Clicked like knives and forks in her skeleton
Washed down with a splash of white-hot love
Washed down with a splash of white-hot love
EATEN BY ALIENS [bluegrass] Volcano, CA 24 June 2003
[fiddle-banjo-dulcimer, sweetly]
'Round about the end of day
I was looking in the sky, the
Sun was down, the moon was high
Everything was clear and bright
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Then at once I heard a sound
Flying saucers all around
They was heading for my town
They was landing on the ground
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Then their hatches opened wide
Little aliens came outside
Everybody ran and cried, but
There's no way to stop that tide
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[chorus:]
My neighborhood was eaten by aliens
All my friends was eaten by aliens
My whole town was eaten by aliens
Everyone I know was eaten by aliens
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I hid out behind a fountain
And I watched the horror mountin'
Bodies scattered beyond countin'
Aliens doin' in-n-outin' [chorus]
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Come the sunrise, they was gone
But the horror lingers on
Was I just a cosmic pawn
Left to tell you what they done?
[chorus]
I KILLED YOUR GOAT [punk-country] Volcano, CA 29 June 2003
I got really pissed off as I watched the news
They said stuff about you, it must be true
How could you do all those things you do?
I had to find some way to punish you
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[chorus:] So,
I went in the back yard and I killed your goat
I went in the back yard and I killed your goat
I went in the back yard and I killed your goat
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I know all about all the things you did
You been messin' since it was a little kid
Don't try to tell us that you didn't mean it
Don't try to say it's all an accident [chorus]
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And now I'm gonna cook a spicey stew
Maybe with a little curry vindaloo
Just enough to feed a team or two
There sure wont' be any left over for you [chorus]
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