A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U VW X Y Z

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HAM SANDWICH - MAMA CASS
Ham sandwich - Mama cass
Gonna be the death of me!
Ham sandwich death - how crass!
Mama Cass is in the mortuary
Big Toe - Name Tag
"Death by ingestion of pig-products"
Mammy blue - Mammy's chillin'
If she's goin' down the tube they'll need big viaducts!
Lights out - goodnight
See you later, Alligator
Mama Cass - Adios -
California dreamin' forever!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO BOB

well bob had a band and that band was bad
It was the baddest band in this whole damn land
You gotta hand it to him he writes the grooviest riffs
An 'ol Bob aint gonna take no butts or ifs
Its rockin in the Oxy tonite
Because the Shafters they can rock alrite!

He's got his birthday suit on, it's all wrinkled and torn
But the sky is the limit far as he's concerned
Got the beer out the back in an ol' brass keg
An' he'll really start to hop when I pull his leg
The kinda guy that don' think twice
It's Mr C's birthday tonite, alrite!

Well now it's time for me to say goodnite
an' hand you over to the man whocan play it just right
He's a real Prima donna(don't think twice)
And tonite he's on his honour (to treat you right)
Listen all you ladies and germs
Tonite you're gonna burn, burn, burn!

HAVE A HEART (yer Mother)
He's an excruciating man, but he has a heart of gold
He heart which for a lifetime onto it you could hold
My what exquisite relics unfold
That oughtta do me for the meantime.
Gimme your heart an' I'll give you all the gold I have
Old gold for new blood, brother -
You can't buy love like that
You can't get love like that from your mother
Yer Mother!

HEARTBEATGUILTNIK
Heartbeat - Palpitation
Pumpin' blood, through it's motions
Corpuscles in flowing movement
Fostering that love emotion
Shining, like a fluro-epidemic
Mistletoe I see, I'd like to kiss it
Reaction - Instant - almost chemical
All I asked for was each single thing
Added-up, they came to everything
All the parts became a single whole
But out of each I managed to extract a whole
In the DNA, it's in parts unknown
Liver, kidney, marrowbone
Brain, intestine, pancreas, throat
Lungs, bladder, kidney, boy that gets my goat!

THE HEAT IS ON

The song, the song, the heat is on!
It's hot as a-hell in here
Tell me where the nearest bitty truck-stop is
I'll stop in for a beer
Because it's hot - it's hot - the heat is on
A cockroach couldn't stand this heat!
It's goddam hot - it's hot, it's really hot
From your head down to your feet
A scar upon your head from this awful heat
Means you'll always be in awful pain
And you'll never know the meaning of the word again;
It's always goin' through your brain
Toasting time, it's toasting time
And I don't mind at all
Toasting time in Dunedin town
Time to give it your all!

HEAVY LOVE, '78-92
We cut our teeth in '78 -The Pistols, Clyde an' Watergate
Cut our hair with a broken plate -Old farts is what we really hate
Down at Zwines with a razor-blade,Hippy posters start to fade
Drivin' around in an old F.J. - We aint got no bills to pay!
Heavy Love is all around
You can't go and buy some
Soak it up and fall around
Once bitten, Twice stung!
Now it's 1983 - New Wave is our policy
MTM, the Newhart Show - We watch 'em while our hairs grow
Hair is growing down my neck - Hair is growing out of check!
Dinosaurs are on my back - Gotta break out, like Gregory Peck!
It's 1988 & it's a curse - All across the Universe!
Hairs grown longer, its quite perverse -
Quite becoming? No, quite the reverse!
Chop it off again with a broken plate -
That old Ming set'll be really great
Hone it down with a razor-blade
Goodbye hair - Hello bald pate!
It's 1992, we've done it again
And my only friend is a ballpoint pen
It's ten again, I played "Den" again
An' my penfriend Len an' the men done ran
A congenital defct caused by a hen
Who drank from a contaminated water-pen
A congenital defect thing you must understand
'Cos a nose like this is not god-planned!

HELLO HIMISARA
Hello, Himisara, well hello, Himisara
Hold your sambuca moccasins at bay
I'll rub wasabe through your hair
And la cucaracha the night away
Hello, Himisara, help him hold, Himisara
Can't you see he's lost his family , he's bound to fall soon!
Hell, Himisara, those moccasins can wait
Catch him, Himisara, he's as full as the moon

HIGH STREET MAN

High Street Man, where's your home
How come you never - go home
Two steps forward, two steps back
Something, something's gotta snap
Bass guitar, microphone
High Street is your only home
Leather pants, golden crown
You think you own this side of town
Hell is poppin' - where's your brow
How now is your brown cow
Leather boots, ivory tower
People see you, people cower
High Street Man, where's your teeth?
Where is Mick? Where is Keith?
Where's the floss you used last night
In the skip like dynamite
Fireman, fiery eyes
In your head like cyanide
Did you start the forest fire?
Did you light your funeral pyre?

HONKY DONKEY
Honky Donkey trekk'd the Canyon, couldn't hack that shit
Honky Donkey gave up trekking, took up San-skrit
Home-boy Donkey said to Honky, "Don't you worry, man -
Trekkin' is a Home-boy Donkey thing, you understand!"
Injun Joe got trod on his toe, didn't let out an utterance
Honky asked "How?", he said, "We Injuns lead a No-Mad existance"
Running Bear asked, "Whered'ya live, Joe? Must be really sweet!"
Injun Joe, he said, "You'll find me down on Mayan Street"

HORSE-HABIT -HAY!

You can star at once, you can start today
Start to get yourself a horse-habit-hay
You're clutching at straws, really grasping at hay
If you wean yourself on clippings like a local D.A.
He had a bag-a-day habit, he could stirrup the bay
An' when he started mane-lining he just couln't say "Nay"
But when he got a new Detective to sell him his trouble
He bought some uncut, an' O.D.'ed on the stubble
So when your D.A.'s O.D.'ed on some H. from a D.
Put yer A.P.B.'s back, Jack, cos it's not down to me
I don't cut my grass, so don't call me Mo
And the only clippings I have are from my big toe

HOT RIDER

She got the beat-up - est car that you've ever seen
An' she drives it like she's drivin' in a limousine
She got retractable front-seats - an' nothin' in back
An' boy you oughtta see her let that car make tracks!
Alright - C'mon Everyone!
Hot rider - Drive it like a limousine
Hot licks - the hottest licks you've ever seen
Took it down the freeway past the five & dime
Didn't have time for a coke
One cigarette - one side of fries
Shoulda seen that baby smoke, smoke, smoke
Get into that limo, drive drive drive
Baby let your hair hang down
Drive, drive baby into the night
Take that baby into town town town

HOUSE PARTY
Is there any "house" in your house? (Uh-huh!)
How many buns in your bum
How many ghouls are in this goulash, sir?
Someone put coke in my coke
I just broke my teeth on the rocks in this roll
Cut my eye-teethe in the prison cell
Somebody's surely gonna pay
For this appalling fiasco we see here today
There's ants all over my antenna
And a banana in my bandana
A cucaracha in my cooker
I'll have it for dinner manana
Walked up to my house like he was ten feet tall, saying,
"Is there any "house" in your house?
This is a raid, so you better come quietly -
Quietly as a mouse!"

THE HUTU GURU
I'm a Hutu - how do you do
I'm a Hutu - just like you
I don't have ten cows to rub together
Look's like we're in for nasty weather
A Hutu's a Hutu through and through...