Heavy Petting Zoo/ Eating Lamb
Heavy Petting Zoo/ Eating Lamb
1) Hobophobic
2) Philthy
Phil Philanthropist
3) Freedom
Like A Shopping Cart
4) Bleading
Heart Disease
5) Hotdog
In A Hallway
6) Release
Tha Hostages
7) Liza
8) What's
The Matter With Kids Today?
9) Love
Story
10) The
Black And The White
11) Whatever
Didi Wants
12) August
8th
13) Drop
The World
Hobo - I'm hobophobic So what AH AH AH Scared of bums Not just because they stink bad Not just because they're crackers From drinking too much lysol Let them be Just don't get fuckin' near me Scared of bums AH AH Infested with microscopic bugs Endocrine systematic Doo Doo Why don't they get a job
There's something wrong with mass consumption Why do we want what we don't need Alcohol burnt clean asphalt methampphetamin Will make it seem alright It's gonna make it seem alright Living in the hunger underground Some people say I got a problem with authority so what if I do man it beats relinquished control Philthy Phil Philantropist You were take when you should be given away More than we cannot repay There's something grand about being nothing There's something lame about being grand Alcohol squirtin gun don't want no holidays in these That's me not bein you, that's just me not bein you Either part of the solution or the problem Can there not be a middle ground for just the anybody Replace superman with joe the ordinary Philthy Phil Philanderer You've takedn when you shoulda give away Filthy Phil you gave to us More than we cannot repay
A christian an anarchist slash prostitute figures out the true meaning of freedom Not freedom like america freedom like a shopping cart Kick back no tense you got a bag of grub cost you about 50 cents No fear no fuckin feat malt liquor tastes much better on the street Crustin, a way of life for heroines and heroes had hitchike the rorad to eden Not eden like the garden state eden like the state of mind Kick back cheap thrills you'll do anything for a lugh even if it kills you The bridge you took it out the ticket takers suddenly lost count Sleeping under rays your teeth crumbling away say goodbye To all responsibility you never wanted it man Wasting time whenever you get the chance Which happens to be all the time Kick back free meals A couple of times a day you make a coupe if shady deals No work no fuckin pay Cardboard condiminium by the bay You're between the red i black and you're never goin' back To all responsibilty cause You never wanted it man
How many polluted my mind
Dough what our lives are lived for
Rae just a crazy aussie
Me the generation forges on
Fodder for corporations
Sewwing our lips together
LA such a nice plact to get shot
But don't forget the T it
Follows liber in the the constitution
Following the part about pursuit
of happiness the bi product
of colonial precious metal
mine extracts which
brings us back
to dough
Do do do do do do
Do do do do do do
Do do do do do do
Today I saw a kid
torture a cat
Too much leisure
Teenage Norman Rockwell
paints it black!
How did the chain get started
More is what everyone wants
Neydy is what none of us are
Co-operation died last night
Me, I'm just a loo
So don't expect the best you won't be disapointed when you take
A bite and watch the worm crawl back inside. Listen to the
fairy tales of million dollar happiness, Los Angeles lifestyles
drinking chardanay over a lobster salad brunch
The pursuit of million dollar happiness
Happiness was killed we watched it bleed, some say it died from hate
Some say from bleeding heart disease
She'll have another piece of pie She'll have a double reuben rye She kicks hard at eating well That's why I love her She's got a couple of pony kegs Her arms are bigger than my legs And when she holds me I can't breathe That's why I love her I'm her butter she' my bread She's like a mobile waterbed And hwen I got on top of her I can't touch the mattress And when her flesh begins to sag She's like a human sleeping bag I feel so cozy safe and warm She's my insulation I always know where she sat And when she's on me I get flat Some broken ribs a punctured gut That's why I love her She's my phillie I'm her stud Her bean is bigger than my pud It's like feeding a tic-tac to a whale That's why I love her
Stop have a beer it's on me has anyone ever told you that you Look like a hollywood star Oh you've heard it said many times Before right here at this bar I'm lame So I drink cause it makes me Happier than being alone. My good friend MR. Johnie walked red Keeps my insides warm like a cunt Seems like evrybody's got Something I have not, a reason not to die so I say death to Mr. Right cause that will never be me yeah yeah yeah
She's been around a couple years
Tasted 31 flavors there's only one
She really hates that would be you
The blandest one don't make her fold
And that's what she likes to hear the noise
Liza's been around the block
She's currently a femme bitch top
A giant step from old Louise
Now she's the one who's on the prey
She used to wear her hair short low
Determing her preference
She didn't like that dynamic
Trading in her flannel shirts
She even bought herself some boots
Miss Terrence sellers any
She's got more power feminine
She knows the power incites fear
And it's that fear
Which makes her wet
She's goin to the Tribe 8 show
Plenty of boychicks to choose from
It's the calyx of isis
She'll find a bottom young + butch
She'll tell her
"i won't hurt you much
unless of course
you want me to."
There's something wrong
with the kids in my neighborhood
They always listen to music
They disregard civil disobedience
They'd rather do what they're told
They don't drink or fuck off
They sit home, and read, expand their minds
There's something wrong with
the kinds in my cul de sac
Their always goin to church
They dress well and they're
Speaking articulate
They show eachother respect
They're never late, don't joke
or break rules
They eat right, study hard
They like school
There's something wrong
Partly owned to her house Wooden white picket fence Mother waits for father In a backless dress Hardly used a diaphram Put back into the case A one way trip down memory lane As she awaits I don't wanna know Cheat me I don't wanna know Children play in the yard Mother stares at a wall Father says he's gonna be back late So don't wait up About a quarter to 3 Father stares at a wall Stained thicker than water Who's gonna clean it up
Mr. McCarthy killed the light he didn't wake his lovely wife He left the key inside the door, woke up on the wrong side of the bed She can't remember what he said but she sure knew what he had done Little choices in a, a little town maybe a, little man is right to be afraid Biblic moralization, identity frustration, confused man cannot know his heart So he may be fucking her, but he's thinking about him Catherine McKinnon does exist, she likes to call herself a feminist A crusader who fights the patriarch. But what she really hates is sex Simple solutions created by black+white thinking. Too bad the world not work that way. Catherine should be busy porkin, that dolt Andrea Dworkin I think they need a good hard fuck Cause she may be off her back now she needs to get off ours The little man sits all alone, his sexuality's been cut in stone He doesn't love her, she really don't care Two victims of the black and white
I wouldn't walk 500 miles when I could fly coach
but almost anything
I wouldn't swim across the nile
Cause I could get a moeisic disentary
Cause if there's anything you want
I'll probly get it
You tell me what you need
I'll try not to forget it
You need someone to blame
I'll ay I said it
Bause whatever Didi wants she's gonna get it
I wouldn't climb the highest mountain
Could get a blister, but almost anything
I wouldn't throw coins in a fountain
I might be needing to make a phone call
I doesn't seem like you're a million
miles away, no. But maybe one or two
That doesn't mean, I never loved you
Me love you long time, when you're on top of me
Birds sing there's not a cloud in the sky August 8th I see a bunch of hippies crying yeah August 8th is a beautiful day Like waking up from a real bad dream suddenly everything is ok The storm has passed the sun is shining yeah August 8th is a beautiful day What's goin on what's goin on is something bummin your scene There's something wrong there's something wrong I'm not trying to be mean The air is sweet the summer flowers bloomin nowhere in that is anything grey Feelings of joy are filling the street yeah beautiful day Like waking up from a fucked up dream suddenly everythings looking good There's been no permanent damage done Yeah August 8th came right when it should Poor Jeff Poor little Timmy turtle Staying home on such a beautiful day
He won the race the judges concluded
He was the better man he had the will to win
A hesitation a one time show or place
His self would not allow he had to be the best
He had denied his urges cause they would of
drained his strength that battle had been one
with side effects a few
He may have dropped the world
He could not have let us down
Dana has gone away
I hope she's in a better place
She aced the test a grade above the rest
of the class the class felt the curve a 93%
was not enough to feed her fix
She needs that perfect score
The endorphin rush she loved
It would opiate her
She had denied all allgations of her loneliness
That battle had been won with scars still under wraps
She may have dropped the world
She would not let us down
Endorphin rush she loved
She may have dropped the world