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Bee-Sides

Back Bay The Hard Way
Ed plays the bass (HEY)
Ed plays the bass in covered in bees
Oh Yeah! (HEY)
Doug plays guitar (HEY)
Doug plays guitar in covered in bees
Oh Yeah! (HEY)
Tristan plays the drums (HEY)
Tristan plays the drums in covered in bees
Oh Yeah! (HEY)
I scream and yell (HEY)
I scream and yell in covered in bees
Oh Yeah! (HEY)
You sing along (HEY)
You sing along in covered in bees
Oh Yeah! (HEY)

I Quit!!!
I Quit! I'm sick of this
I Quit! I'm always pissed
I Quit!
I Quit! I do everything
I Quit! I do do everything
I Quit!
Take this job and shove it
Marry it if you love it
I Quit! I'm sick of this
I Quit! I'm always pissed
I Quit!
I Quit! wabbity dew
I Quit! and fuck you
I Quit!

Pterodactyl Sex-Face Blues
Wubba wubba wubba wow!
Like Saint Anthony I too am plagued by acts of demons
Like the nervous dead in a perpetually state of screaming
A riddle in a wooden box, a box rusted shut by its tin hinges
Its almost eight, can't be late, gotta pick up my date
Why don't you dance with me tonight?
Baby, it will be alright.
Why don't you dance with me tonight?
Go! Go! Go!
I see you're scared too death clutching onto your borrowed purse
Like a cold war scarab between the rock and Tutankhamen's curse
I promise I won't loose my head and act like a lesser man
Just promise me we can leave after one fast and one slow song
Why don't you dance with me tonight?
Baby, it will be alright.
Why don't you dance with me tonight?
Go! Go! Go!
We can't undo what's been done; baby please don't run
I'll pin you now, just get in the car, everything is o.k.
That was a lie; I am part animal I am part machine
I know it is like waking up inside someone else's dream (a nightmare!)
Why don't you dance with me tonight?
Baby, it will be alright.
Why don't you dance with me tonight?
Go! Go! Go!

Live Lobsers And Dead Babies (Sharks!!)
Sharks!
Fucking!
Rule!
Your life preserver is made of hamburger.
What were you thinking? Why aren't you sinking?
Bit in the head. The water turns red

I Reject The Ill Conceived Notion That Symmetry Equals Beauty
I have never been to Los Angeles
I cannot draw a map for you
Is it wrong to pray for pestilence?
Is it wrong to pray for torture?
I had a gardener visit me
All he needed was a phone
He never care for Los Angeles
That's probably why he went back to his home
I don't remember that portrait
Oscar Wilde and an older man
Is it wrong to pray for the darkness?
Is it wrong to pray for the words to say
I have never seen the pyramids
Robot eyes and a cure for aids
Is it wrong to pray to Los Angeles?
Is it wrong to pray for you to stay

Whoopie Pie
My baby she's a Whoopie Pie
She'll never make me cry
My baby she's a Whoopie Pie
It was a time to remember
Picking Potatoes in September
My baby she's a Whoopie Pie
My baby she's a Whoopie Pie
She'll never make me cry
My baby she's a Whoopie Pie
That girl she's a Troll
Half dog, half lobster roll
My baby she's a Whoopie Pie
My baby she's a Whoopie Pie
She'll couldn't tell a lie
My baby she's a Whoopie Pie
That girl's a Clam Cake
Dipped in Heartbreak
My baby she's a Whoopie Pie

Less Artsy, More Fartsy
Left my penis in my other pants
Won't you give my love just one chance?
You've got a face that launched a thousand ships
My chili launched a thousand shits

Trailer Park Built For One
(originally by Confusatron)
I'm fixin to sit here and breathe for a while
I'm goin' through bottles like they're goin' out of style
It seems like the loaded just shack with their sheep
While the empty blow kisses to the girls as they sleep
But don't you feel sorry for my sorry state
If a worm hole's a-waiting I'm just running late
If I seem a bit uptight you'll understand why
With the sight of one pillow as I'm fixin' to die
Under this bloody ol' bandage you'll find where her arms
Tore into my ribcage and pulled out my heart
Where is that line between lovin' and livin' your art
I guess this trailer park's built for one

Who Killed Marilyn?
(originally by the Misfits)
5:25 August fifth, 1962
Found her lying on her chest
Her face all turning blue
You think it was an overdose
But could it have been the pact?
Could it have been the Kennedy's?
Was it LAPD?
It ain't a mystery
Baby not to me
Baby not to me
What a, what a, what a mystery
Rotted corpse, sex decay
Breasts all full of slugs
No answer for the accident
Her cunt has all dried up, you see
5:25 August fifth, 1962
Say it was a suicide!!

Astro Zombies
(originally by the Misfits)
Oh, all I want to know
All I want
With just a touch of my burning hand
I'll send astro zombies to rape this land
Prime directive, exterminate
The whole human race
And your face drops in a pile of flesh
And then your heart, heart pounds
Till it pumps in death
Prime directive, exterminate
Whatever stands left
All I wanted to say
And all I gotta do
Who'd I do this for
Hey me... not you
And all I wanted to say
And all I gotta do
Who'd I do this for
Hey me... not you
Oh, all I want to know
All I want
With just a touch of my burning hand
I'm gonna live my life to to destroy your world
Prime directive, exterminate
The whole fuckin' race
Then your face drops in a pile of flesh
And then your heart, heart pounds
And it pumps in death
Prime directive, exterminate
The whole fuckin' place well
All I wanted to say
And all I gotta do
Who'd I do this for
Hey me... not you

Runnin' Riot
(originally by Cock Sparrer)
The things you say and the things you do sure worry me
When were out on the street making money for you in your society
It seems to me the time is right
for another generation, another street fight
Got no future, but I sure got a right
I got a right to live
I can't stand the peace and quiet
All I want is a runnin' riot
Don't you try to understand the way we feel
Lush Limousines and mortgages ain't no big deal
I've got no friends who want to be living like you when they're 33
Getting old sure bothers me
Bothers me to death
I can't stand the peace and quiet
All I want is a runnin' riot

Pure Rock Fury
(originally by Clutch)
I walk wherever the weather provides
'Cause everybody needs some time outside
Gimme no lip and I'll tell you no lies
I am the illest ventriloquist this side of the Mississippi River
That's right operator, smoother than faders
On an automated soundboard
Andretti's never raced me, but if he wants to boy I'm ready, ready
The coordination of the eye and hand, it's not my strong point
But I'll make do with what I have
Pure rock fury the solution is so clear
Calling all humans and able volunteers
I walk wherever the weather provides
'Cause everybody needs some time outside
I've seen the boxes with peliculas
One time stands out in particular, uh huh
I saw you dance in the arena hall in make-up
Dressed up like a ballerina
I got to wonder what's got into you
Or just what you got into, got into, got into
Pure rock fury the solution is so clear
Calling all humans and able volunteers
I walk wherever the weather provides
'Cause everybody needs some time outside
Gimme no lip and I'll tell you no lies
Hotter than Abba in Nevada sun
In a real small car with the windows rolled up, oh
No super trooper 'cause you pooped your pants
And you're screamin' "Ah please, just give me one more chance"
Not one to shrink from helping humankind
Brother one thing you might want to keep in mind
The coordination of the mind and hand, it's not my strong point
But I make do with what I have
Pure rock fury the solution is so clear
Calling all humans and able volunteers

(New Wave) Swampman
One night I was out walking
Just on the outside of town
I met a man made of pure hatred
And he wore snakes as his crown
I am swamp man
You could tell he was not living
And he sure as hell wasn't dead
Before he struck me down with his mighty sword
These are the words that he said
I am swamp man
But I am not evil
I was made this way
I have tasted the blood
Prepare for doomsday!!!

Bride of Swampman
SHE'LL BE THERE THOUGH THICK AND THIN
EVEN THOUGH YOU HAVE GREEN SKIN
THIS SONGS FOR YOU THE BRIDE OF SWAMPMAN
SHE'LL LOVE YOU THROUGH IT ALL
SHE'LL LOVE YOU WARTS AND ALL
THIS SONGS FOR YOU THE BRIDE OF SWAMPMAN, SWAMPMAN!
YOU WOULD BE THE PERFECT WIFE
IF HE DOESN'T TAKE YOUR LIFE
THIS SONGS FOR YOU THE BRIDE OF SWAMPMAN
SHE'LL GIVE YOU MANY CHILDREN
FROM HELL THEY WILL BE SPILLING
THIS SONGS FOR YOU THE BRIDE OF SWAMPMAN, SWAMPMAN!
TONIGHT'S HIS CHANCE TO GET THINGS RIGHT
TONIGHT COULD BE YOUR LUCKY NIGHT
THIS SONGS FOR YOU THE BRIDE OF SWAMPMAN
YOU NEED A ROCK HE'LL BE YOUR PILLAR
NEVER FORGET HE'S A COLD BLOODED KILLER
THIS SONGS FOR YOU THE BRIDE OF SWAMPMAN, SWAMPMAN! SHE'LL PROBABLY SUCK YOUR DICK
YOUR JIZM SWAMP MUD THICK
THIS SONGS FOR YOU THE BRIDE OF SWAMPMAN