I GOTTA KNOW

I gotta know
Tell me now
I don't get it
I wanna know

Walking down the street from my pad
I'm safe and sound in my head
Keeping up a smile full of dread
Everyone around me is dead

I gotta know
Tell me now
I don't get it
I wanna know

Never thought I'd see what I saw
People screaming something at the door
I can hear it all breaking down
Don't you even make a sound

Yeeeaaaaahhhhhhh!


SAM GRIBBLES

Touch me up I'll burn your house down
So remember this time again
Out of breath - asphyxiation
Thought I'd choke down in the ocean
Now I'm busting up in my mind
So remember this place again
Trust my instincts now that I'm slow
I forgot that there was time to go
Knowing I'm aware
Feeling all right
Now I gotta say

Touch me up I'll burn your house down
So remember this time again
Out of breath - asphyxiation
Thought I'd choke down in the ocean
Now I'm busting up in my mind
So remember this place again
Trust my instincts now that I'm slow
I forgot that there was time to go


MONTY

I've got a toy that'll cut right through ya
You don't think that I am lying to ya
I'll get away and I'll say I'm a legend
Taking all the things from your friends that I mentioned

Get up now it's a new fear
I bought you so why don't you love me
Gotta lotta guts but you know I'm lazy
Such a fine line it's easy fans easy

I run for the picket
And I'm sticking to my story
Got your blessing for some glory
They've got the scene and your queen looks good and
They try to rage if it gets too dirty
President fun with the hotels misses
Such a fine time thinking oh now is he


WHO ARE THE FREEMASONS?

I don't know where I'll go now
I don't know where I'll go now
I don't know where I'll go now
I don't know someone tell me now

Cut my hair
Make me swear
It's nowhere
Touch me there

Come on yeah
Come on yeah
Come on yeah
Bam bam bam b bam b bow

I don't know where I'll go now
I don't know where I'll go now
I don't know where I'll go now
I don't know where I'll go now

Come on around
Beat it down
Broken down
Can't get around

Come on yeah
Come on yeah
Come on yeah
Bam bam bam b bam b bow


RIOT

Body one
Body two
Skin and bone
Me and you

All the heat
From the street
In a heap
Get a seat

Take it out to see the riot
Take it out to see the riot
Take it out to see the riot
You can go right out and buy it

Get away
Here to say
Gotta say
What a day

What a love
Make me cross
(something)
Let me die

Take it out to see the riot
Take it out to see the riot
Take it out to see the riot
You can go right out and buy it

Take it out
Take it out
Take it out
Take it out
Take it out
Take it out
Take it out
Take it out

Take it out to see the riot
Take it out to see the riot
Take it out to see the riot
You can go right out and buy it


SPANISH GALLEON

Spanish galleon
Rising from the Finley plain
Got my horse and gun
I'm riding from the sun

"Now that Latin favourite 'Peanut Bender', brought to us today by Fruit Lasagna"


JESUS

I ride the highway with Jesus
He drives the bus when I sleep
We're taking two of his creatures
And dropping them off down the street

Heeyyyyy-eyy-eyy-eyy-eyyyyyyy-eyy-eyyyyy!
I think we're lost Mr Jesus
I think we're lost without a trace
He said 'Don't worry little lady,
My old man helped build this place'

Heeyyyyy-eyy-eyy-eyy-eyyyyyyy-eyy-eyyyyy!
My mum and dad love you Jesus

My mum and dad say you're dead

They say they'll love you forever

They've got you tattooed to their heads

hey..


CHUCK PICOLA

(no lyrics)


YEAH O YEAH

Yeah o yeah
I really wanna curl my hair
I thought I had a lot to say
But I think I wanna waste away

Don't pretend
You all wanna have a new friend
You're okay
But you always get your own way

Hear you say
I really wanna say what I'm thinking
See them play
But I never heard a word they say
I never heard a word they say
I never heard a word they say
I never heard a word they say

Hey okay
I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it
Yeah
O yeah
O yeah

Yeah o yeah
Yeah o yeah
Yeah o yeah


OOGA BOOGA

They know
On the top of my head
And they know
Just the way that I go

And they know
Now my feeling is slow
And they know
Now I got my feeling

Don't you want my feeling?
Don't you want my feeling?
Now I know
There's a place for my gun
And I am sure
You and me all alone
And let's-a-go

To a place that I know
And I might stay on
Stay gone
Come on and let me go home
Won't you let me go home
Take my bad gone feeling!

Take my bad gone feeling

Take my bad gone feeling


GOAL

"(some soccer commentary in some language)"
"Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooaaaaaal for Brazil!"
"(some more soccer commentary in some language)"


DETECTIVE

(no lyrics)


{SECRET UNLISTED SONG}

"There are many fixed traditional compositions
that have been handed down

from teacher to student and then from his student
to his student over the

past many hundred years of tupta(?? some Indian word..)
tradition. And
these fixed compositions have special names like
cut(?), barrun(?),
toora(?), dehine(?), chucarta), bechucarta(?) and
there are many types
of cuts(?) and barruns(?) that are first recited
or sung to give their
beauty and then they are played on the tabla. (some dude babbling Indian)"
"I should have brought my (something) so I could turn
it off!" BANG!