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PASADENA HOTBOX

PASADENA
THE MONTESSORI SCHOOL
BLUES FOR MAHATMA ROSENBURG
LONG WAY TO COCKEYSVILLE
DAMN THAT JERSEY
YOUNG LADY (WITH HER BOOBIES HANGIN' OUT)
HOTBOX
EMMANUEL
THUNDERPUSSY SMACKDOWN
LORD OF THE LITTERBOX
POSITRON CHAMBER
HONEY GET OFF

"This is just devastating. I can't even begin to describe its effect on me. My entire nervous system has been re-organized by the experience of these revelatory sounds. My irregularity is gone. Completely."

-- Flora Juggins, Homeowner and responsible American.

"Sleazy has really given Amerikka the truth with this one. He's opened up its orifice and revealed its true essence to itself"

-- Jack Jones, Nuclear Police

"OK, Ok. He CAN, he CAN. This little snotball has got his groove not back, but in his tight little sphincter for the first time in his sad little life. And just because the world doesn't need a new Randy Newman doesn't mean we can't cheer this X-er on for not being Sebadoh, version 9999.9.9, although the mixing/audio quality still veers too often into Pollardland for my taste. The sub-pop-sociology (or is it field-work? who is this Rena Pugh,Sr. anyway? she sure as hell better be getting a cut! -the specter of Jolson still haunts, and now that I've given his skills their props, he better give her hers.) sreeches just loud enough for your brain to tune it out/on depending on your mood, and I'm always grateful for Roots Rock that forgets its manners. But I still say the Marvin Gaye channelings on 'Honey Get Off' are a fluke. Docked a notch for Sexism and Homophobia that can't just get off as 'documentary'. GRADE: B-"

-- Robert Gristmill CONSUMER GUIDE

PASADENA

I was born and raised in Hollywood,MD.
In an aluminum siding box, on Rhode Island Avenue.
Every night we could hear our mama cryin' on the phone.
Daddy wasn't makin his payments, and they were takin'
away our home.

Mama said she didn't care if we drowned in the grease pits of California, MD,
But we are not,we are NOT gonna squat in Aunt Bessie's Pasadena Pig Pen.
Why?
And though I was 8, she flicked her cigarrette in my eye.
and said...

CHORUS:
If you love your dog, you can love it good
In Pasadena, child.
And if you smell that smell in your heighborhood,
It's Pasadena, child.
And when you ride down Ritchie Highway at night,
and think it's moolight in Las Vegas,
Well, it's really just the sewer gas burning bright,
Producing Hallucinations in the night,
In Pasadena, child.

All the kids at school, they were razzin us bad,
They said the place that you are movin is the ass of the world.
All of the kids in the schools are genetically deformed.
Their mamas drank the Baltimore water,
That's the way that they were born.

The only school lunch you get is a bowl fulla grease a-day.
And in the shopping malls,
there are chickens and pigs running around!
Mama said it wasn't really that bad,
And by the way these kids talk, you woulda thought
this gun-shop strip was Bethesda.
But as we packed the car, I could hear'em whisper....

CHORUS

And so we shot down I-95 to the town..
Of beans, sardines, doans pills, exlax, push-up bras and Honey Brown.

HOTBOX

Honey, I love it when you smack my ass
IT thows me into a fit of Thrombosis, child.
I'm gonna shoot you back a juicy blast
Right into your hot little blastula

You've got such a nice pair of bubble jets,
and a sweet little ....
comeon honey do a .....
I love your little hotbot.

You need a mop when
........
....in the .......
YOur ....... lose control
......
..... saucebox.
and honey,
I love it when I smash right into .....

Honey I love it when we play assisted living,
You're in a wheel chair with that green flourescent wig.
A Dukakis bumpersticker on each ...
Ooh child, you can dance that jig.

When I'm drivin' down the street,
and I'm smokin' on a big fat joint,
I can smell your juics from a block away,
so honey ,put down your needle point.

Cause there is something, I would like,
to place in your In Box.
When I see that, I want to sieze control of the means of PRoduction,child,
I just need to drive your sb wild.
and honey,
I love it when I smash right into....

Honey I love it when you take charge, when you swank on down,
and smack my buttocks hard.

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