ANIMAL BOY
all songs copyright 1986, Taco Tunes ASCAP (except as noted)
---Somebody Put Something In My Drink---
Somebody
Somebody Put Something In My Drink
Somebody
Another night out on the street
Stopping for my usual seat
Oh, bartender, please
Tanqueray tonic's my favorite drink
I don't like anything colored pink
Fletcher's stinks...it's not for me
It feels like somebody put something
Somebody put something in my drink
Somebody put something
Somebody put something
Blurred vision and dirty thoughts
Feel (out of place), very distraught
Feel something coming on
Kick the jukebox, slam the floor
Drink, drink, drink, drink some more
I can't think
Hey! What's in this drink?
It feels like somebody put something
Somebody put something in my drink
Somebody put something
Somebody put something in my drink
Somebody put something
Somebody put something in my drink
Somebody put something...in my drink...in my drink...in my drink...in my drink
So you think it's funny
A college prank
Goin' insane for something to drink
Feel a little dry
Oh, I couldn't care what you think of me
Cause somebody put something in my drink
I can't think
Hey! Give me a drink
It feels like somebody put something
Somebody put something in my drink
Somebody put something
Somebody put something in my drink
(x 6)
---Animal Boy---
you'll find this one in the CD booklet
---Love Kills---
Sid was a punk rock king
Nancy was a broken queen
Their lives were so glamorous
Sid and Nancy were a mess
When you're hooked on heroin
Don't you know you'll never win
Drugs don't ever pay
You really did it your way
Love Kills (x 3)
We still believe in anarchy
It makes me so damn angry
Sid and Nancy meant a lot to me
You may be dead but your souls are free
Like Romeo and Juliet
You two made a pact of death
Like the needle that ya used
Sid and Nancy were born to lose
Love Kills (x 3)
Sid never meant any harm
He shot some dope into his arm
All he wanted was some fun
Now she's lying in a pool of blood
Always loaded, always high
Why did you have to die?
I'll say one thing is
It leaves me with a bitter taste
Love Kills (x 9)
---Apeman Hop---
He's go so many problems
You can count them one by one
He's a filthy, stupid apeman
He never has any fun
He lives in the jungle in a cave by a hill
Plays an old loud drum
He's primitive, barely human
Apeman hop, apeman hop
Paint the face of a demon, glowing by the fire light
Hoppin' like an elephant
Thunderin' like me tonight
He's the world's worst recycler
The iceman comes a lot
He's the devil's apprentice
He's a prehistoric man
Apeman hop, apeman hop
At night he's gonna sacrifice his beloved apeman girl
Tie her to the alter, pull out her heart and eat her flesh
Apeman hop, apeman hop, apeman hop, apeman hop
Apeman (repeat into fadeout)
---She Belongs To Me---
(Taco Tunes/Hot Boy Music ASCAP)
What makes you think she'll go with you
What makes you think you're better than me
You think you can read her mind
Maybe you're just looking for a good time
Maybe you can give her more
Tell me what you're doing this for
Stay away from her, 'cause it's making me angry
Don't tell me how to love my baby (x 4)
She belongs to me
You come around looking for kicks
But I know all about your dirty tricks now
You think you took away my dream
Ain't gonna be easy 'cause I get real mean
Get out of here, get out of my life
You're gonna be sorry if we have to fight
Stay away from her, 'cause it's making me angry
Don't tell me how to love my baby (x 4)
She belongs to me
Don't tell me how to love my baby (x 8)
She belongs to me (x 3)
---Crummy Stuff---
I had enough, I had it tough
I had enough of that crummy stuff (x 2)
Crummy (x 12)
Crummy Stuff
Crummy (x 12)
Crummy Stuff
I had enough, I had it rough
I had enough of that crummy stuff (x 2)
Crummy (x 12)
Crummy Stuff
Crummy (x 12)
Crummy Stuff
Crummy music, crummy TV
Crummy people, crummy movies
Like a cat caught up a tree
This could only happen to me
I had enough, I had it rough
I had enough of that crummy stuff (x 2)
Crummy (x 12)
Crummy Stuff
Crummy (x 12)
Crummy Stuff
I had enough, I had it rough
I had enough of that crummy stuff (x 2)
Crummy (x 12)
Crummy Stuff
Crummy (x 12)
Crummy Stuff
---My Brain Is Hanging Upside Down (Bonzo Goes To Bitburg)---
(Taco Tunes/Hot Boy Music ASCAP)
You've got to pick up the pieces
C'mon, sort your trash
You better pull yourself back together
Maybe you've got too much cash
Better call, call the law
When you gonna turn yourself in? Yeah
You're a politician
Don't become one of Hitler's children
Bonzo goes to bitburg then goes out for a cup of tea
As I watched it on TV somehow it really bothered me
Drank in all the bars in town for an extended foreign policy
Pick up the pieces
My brain is hanging upside down
I need something to slow me down
(x 2)
Shouldn't wish you happiness, wish her the very best
Fifty thousand dollar dress
Shaking hands with your highness
See through you like cellophane
You watch the world complain, but you do it anyway
Who am I, am I to say
Bonzo goes to bitburg then goes out for a cup of tea
As I watched it on TV somehow it really bothered me
Drank in all the bars in town for an extended foreign policy
Pick up the pieces
My brain is hanging upside down
I need something to slow me down
(x 2)
If there's one thing that makes me sick
It's when someone tries to hide behind politics
I wish that time could go by fast
Somehow they manage to make it last
My brain is hanging upside down
I need something to slow me down
(x 4)
---Mental Hell---
Evil in my head, in my head, inside this private hell
I'm not feeling very well (x 2)
Frustration, disgust, aggravation, disgust, mental hell
I'm not feeling very well (x 2)
Day, day after day, it never changes, always the same way
Day after day, day after day, day after
Demons in my head, in my head, inside this private hell
I'm not feeling very well (x 2)
Frustration, disgust, aggravation, disgust, mental hell
I'm not feeling very well (x 2)
Day, day after day, it never changes, always the same way
Day after day, day after day, day after
Do do do do (x 16)
Mental
Hell Mental
Hell Mental
Hell
---Eat That Rat---
One-two-three-four
You don't want to share with anyone else
You got all the money, you got all the wealth
You got all the buildings and the factories
You got all the power (and the ceremonies)
You wanna play a game of cat and mouse
With the President in the White House
This is a hungry world, there are months to feed
There are millionaires with more than they need
Eat that rat (x 4)
One-two-three-four
Don't believe what you've been told
You can't change a turd into gold
Somehow we get all these creeps in control
It makes me throw up in the toilet bowl
You thieving whore, you hustle for bucks
You take the money and you shoot it up
That's the breaks, it's the chance you take
Get it together for your children's sake
Eat that rat (x 4)
---Freak Of Nature---
Freak (x 4)
I need psychiatric therapy
I could use a lobotomy
Guess I'll never learn
Suppose I'll always be a worm
Freak of nature (x 4)
Got a ten inch erection, a pimply complexion
Mental problems from my childhood
I'm completely misunderstood
Fa (x 11)
I'm a monstrosity
I'm a human oddity
Everybody's staring at me
I'm an outcast from society
Freak of nature (x 4)
Fa (x 9)
---Hair Of The Dog---
When I woke up this morning from the night before
My brain was pulsating, I was battered and sore
Nothing I tried would satisfy
Cold Coke and Pepsi or Canada Dry
What's so wrong, hair of the dog
There's nothing wrong, hair of the dog
(x 2)
Finally pulled myself out of my bed
Feeling kinda dodgy, I was feeling half dead
Done it before, probably do it again
Don't know if I ever will learn
What's so wrong, hair of the dog
There's nothing wrong, hair of the dog
(x 2)
Hair of the dog (x 2)
Finally pulled myself out of my bed
Feeling kinda dodgy, I was feeling half dead
Done it before, probably do it again
Don't know if I ever will learn
What's so wrong, hair of the dog
There's nothing wrong, hair of the dog
(x 4)
---Something To Believe In---
(Taco Tunes/Hot Boy Music ASCAP)
I wish I was someone else
I'm confused, I'm afraid, I hate the loneliness
And there's nowhere to run to
Nothing makes any sense, but I still try my hardest
Take my hand
Please help me man
'Cause I'm looking for something to believe in
And I don't know where to start
And I don't know where to begin, to begin
If I was stupid or naive
Trying to achieve what they all call contentness
If people weren't such dicks and I never made mistakes
Then I could find forgiveness
Take my hand
Please help me man
'Cause I'm looking for something to believe in
And I don't know where to start
And I don't know where to begin, oh no
I can't be someone else
I don't feel that it's hopeless
I don't feel that I'm useless
I can't throw it all away
I need some courage to find my weakness
And with your love, I know with all my heart I can win
'Cause I'm looking for something to believe in
And I just need something to believe in
I'm looking for something to believe in
And I just need something to believe in (
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