Beach Party Vietnam Dead Milkmen

It's a beach party Vietnam Surfin with the Viet Cong Cookin hot dogs With napalm A beach party Vietnam Franky and Annette were layin in the sand When Franky got a letter from his Uncle Sam Said

Beach Party Vietnam The Dead Milkmen

It's a beach party Vietnam Surfin' with the Viet Cong Cookin' hot dogs with napalm A beach party Vietnam Frankie and Annette were layin' on the sand When Frank got a letter from his Uncle Sam It

Beach Song Dead Milkmen

Sand is hurting my tender feet The air smells like rotting fish and solarcaine I hate the people on the beach With their towels and umbrellas They're so zany I don't wanna be on the beach No!

Bad Party Dead Milkmen

We're going to a bad party It's the worst party that's ever been We're going to a bad party And I hope those jerks will let us in Shut your mouth, get in the car Cause Ricky Casso wants to drive

Beach Song The Dead Milkmen

"Sand is hurting my tender feet The air smells like rotting fish and solarcaine I hate the people on the beach With their towels and umbrellas, they're so insane I don't want to be on the beach! No!

Air Crash Museum Dead Milkmen

Went out to feed the cattle and to my surprise My lawn was full of bodies just a gatherin' up the flies A big ol' jet liner had dropped from outta the sky I was so darned happy that I couldn't beleive

Punk Rock Girl Dead Milkmen

One Saturday I took a walk to Zipperhead I met a girl there And she almost knocked me dead Punk rock girl please look at me Punk rock girl what do you see?

Bleach Boys Dead Milkmen

drunken bunch of frat-boys Trashed on beers Or a stoned bunch of hippies With no careers I wanna drink bleach with a Georgia peach My pals and I all drink Clorox Or eat Snowy Bleach right out of the

Vietnam Jimmy Cliff

Hey Vietnam Vietnam Vietnam Vietnam Vietnam Vietnam Vietnam.

The Pit Dead Milkmen

Hee and a hoe And I love my baby so In the bottom of the bottomless pit Don't make a sound Or we might drag your baby down To the bottom of the bottomless pit I'm covered with slime and ick and

The Fez Dead Milkmen

Hello Collin It's the fez Who has angered the volcano god? Who has angered the volcano god? Who has angered the volcano god? Who has angered the volcano god?

The Badger Song Dead Milkmen

legally dead I want to make friends with the badger From the heart I want to make friends with the badger You know it I wanna make friends with the Wanna make friends with the Wanna make friends

The Guitar Song Dead Milkmen

Wanna play the guitar? You say, what's that sound Coming out of the hole in the wood? You say, what's that sound Coming out of the hole in the wood?

The Conspiracy Song Dead Milkmen

our flower pots There ain't nothin' they haven't got They own the papers and the TV's The water works, record companies Let me remind you, They own the talk shows They make the rules They own

At the Moment Dead Milkmen

At the moment The world stops spinning The sky turns grey At the moment The animals will talk We will disappear At the moment When all is one At the moment You made up your mind Buildings

Two Feet Off the Ground Dead Milkmen

Illusions are real So just feel the way you feel It's time to unwind Just relax you'll feel fine Light up a smoke Life is no joke Shake your head and hear the sound Take another look around

I Walk the Thinnest Line Dead Milkmen

I walk the thinnest line I walk the thinnest line I walk the thinnest line Between the light and dark sides of my mind I walk the thinnest line I walk the thinnest line I walk the thinnest line

Epic Tales of Adventure Dead Milkmen

his dirty socks with tiny bloody holes It's shoes and it's feet and the end of the world It's shoes and it's feet and the end of the world It's shoes and it's feet and the end of the world There's

Happy Is Dead Milkmen

Happy is the bride The sun shines down upon Happy is the corpse The rain falls down upon You say I'm happy You know that can't be true Cause I won't be happy Till I annihilate you Like some

Air Crash Museum The Dead Milkmen

Went out to feed the cattle And to my surprise My lawn was full of bodies Just a gatherin' up the flies A big ol' jet liner Had dropped from out of the sky Well, I was so darn happy that I couldn't

All Around the World Dead Milkmen

There are people who want to kill me all around the world There are people who want to kill me all around the world I know about the UFO's I know about the UFO's I know some things I know I shouldn't

I am the Walrus Dead Milkmen

You wouldn't do this if Nixon was in the white house! Come on! I'm the walrus, dammit! A young Watoosi watches 'I Love Lucy' And I think 'what can this mean?'

Sri Lanka Sex Hotel Dead Milkmen

Let's have sex with strangers in the men's room We could do it and not get caught Burn down the house where the metal kids live All the Hendrix posters going up in flames Let's have sex without birth

Take Me to the Specialist Dead Milkmen

I like to scream I like to yell They say I'm sick And I need help The specialist won't hurt me He's not like the nuns He's got a lot of pretty pills I think I'll take some yellow ones Take me

Stuart Dead Milkmen

You're not like the other people here in the trailer park. Oh no, don't get me wrong, they're fine people, good Americans.

Take Me Apart Dead Milkmen

After two years and two hundred thousand tears To have it end this way The people on the hill I know they're up there still Cause we were giants in those days And I was always the one Who said

(Theme from) Blood Orgy of the Atomic Fern Dead Milkmen

Blood Orgy of the Atomic Fern Blood Orgy of the Atomic Fern Blood Orgy of the Atomic Fern Blood Orgy of the Atomic Fern You are invited To Blood Orgy of the Atomic Fern You are invited So

Shaft in Greenland Dead Milkmen

The world's full of danger You do what you can You'll feel like a stranger Like Shaft in Greenland Travel around and meet all the people Don't be afraid to touch them lightly Travel around and

The Big Sleazy Dead Milkmen

It's a long way to Anchorage But that's where I'll go with you We'll travel so far, dear To escape that Morning Zoo I hate MMR I hate YSP I do not like Grateful Dead So just don't talk to me I

Lucky Dead Milkmen

Little Billy drunk on beer Plops down behind the steering wheel Prom date pukes on her brand new dress Wonders who'll clean up the mess His car skids goes off the road Hits a tree and then explodes

Where the Tarantula Lives Dead Milkmen

Holland is ruled by midgets The Pope owns CBS The subway cars have been equipped with bars And they're cloning Rudolph Hess Samantha Fox has gone fridgid The President's painted green Jesus Christ

BIT 3 Dead Milkmen

Yeah, my sister's really moving up in the world. She dates a full-blown professor. Goes by the name of Professor Griff. He's a great guy. A good ol' boy. That wild old Professor Griff.

Beige Sunshine Dead Milkmen

Cheese is the one thing that's indestructible How much is your Blue Cross deductible?

I Against Osbourne Dead Milkmen

I know the CIA is watching me I'm a target of the FBI and PMRC I do not sleep I spend my nights worrying of satellites They put an eye into the sky and did not tell the people why I do not sleep

The Thing That Only Eats Hippies Dead Milkmen

Wendel brought it to life In the guest-room bathtub It was a special project for his 4-H club But it broke looseout in the middle of the nigth And now it's eating flower children left and right!

Life is Shit Dead Milkmen

I ran into a friend of mine Said he was gonna take some words and make them rhyme I said "You can fool some of them some of the time, But you can only fool half them all of the time" He said "Yes

Plum Dumb Dead Milkmen

She stands there on the corner Got raspberry jeans Waiting and watching and oh God here he comes Pulls up beside here in a sporty machine Rolls down his window And hands here a bag of plums plums

Howard Beware Dead Milkmen

Howard beware 'cause we don't wanna hurt you While the sun is shining, that'd be cruel Howard beware 'cause we're gonna get you We know where your kids go to school Howard Howard beware Howard

Chaos Theory The Dead Milkmen

I am the king of the new white underclass I am the prince of the lazy and poor I am the one who sleeps the latest I am the one who won't do my chores I am the god of unemployment The Antichrist of

Laundromat Song Dead Milkmen

Soap and quarters and bleach and laundry Are the words I use at the laundromat Reading the news, and watching the people That's what I do at the laundromat At the laundromat my heart grows fat

Right Wing Pigeons Dead Milkmen

The town in Georgia's got a law on the books Says if we all got guns then we won't have crooks Now what could make them think that way? What could make them act that way?

Here Comes Mr. X Dead Milkmen

Here he comes, he's coming down the street With his drunken wife and his kids that he beats He's gonna tell you that life is hard And then he'll dump his trash in your back yard You'll here lots

In Praise of Sha Na Na Dead Milkmen

Sha Na Na Sha Na Na Na Sha Na Na Na Na Sha Na Na Sha Na Na Sha Na Na Na Na Sha Na Na were the kings of Woodstock You know it's true deep in your heart Greasy guys in gold lamae If only Hendrix

Methodist Coloring Book Dead Milkmen

You've got a Methodist Coloring Book and you color really well But don't color outside the lines or God will send you to Hell 'Cause God hates war and God hates crime But He really hates people who

Dollar Signs in Her Eyes Dead Milkmen

She's tripping over the flowers in her garden The weeds are growing high She dropped her laundry off at school And hung her children on the clothesline to dry She's throwing trash in her swimming

Nutrition Dead Milkmen

easy My life ain't hard I'm gonna spend all day In my fucking backyard I ain't got no money Hell, I don't care My parents let me use their credit cards I've got nowhere to go Just hang out on the

Big Scary Place Dead Milkmen

All the stores have Anything you want In this big scary place In this big scary place Everyone forms lines Where you stand and wait In this big scary place In this big scary place The days

I Tripped Over the Ottoman Dead Milkmen

They call me Robert Petry and I live in New Rochelle With my wife Laura and son Richie But now my life's a living HELL 'Cause I tripped over the ottoman one too many times I tripped over the ottoman

Big Time Operator Dead Milkmen

Kill the mother fucker!

City of Mud Dead Milkmen

Built ourselves a city And we made it out of mud Dried it off this morning Out there in the desert sun And we never do no working Just sit and watch TV Well, I finally found a city Full of people