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Frizzle Fry, Primus
Frizzle Fry
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To Defy The Laws Of Tradition Lyrics
What if Christmas didn't come this year?
And no one paid for Christmas cheer?
Who would cry the biggest tear?
The child,
or the store.

Why do brides wear virgin white?
Most do not reserve that right.
But to choose a color of they're delight.
Would surely bring on the frowns.

To defy the laws of tradition.
It's a crusade only of the brave.

Suppose the taxman,
he comes to town.
And you don't lay your money down.
Yet Mr. Jones,
he killed Mr. Brown
the other day.
Well I wonder.
Who's gonna go to Hell?
06:43 192 9,21 0.10
Ground Hog's Day Lyrics 04:59 192 6,83 0.10
Too Many Puppies Lyrics
Too many puppies
are being shot in the dark.
Too many puppies
Are trained not!to bark.
At the sight of blood that must be spilled
so that we may maintain our oil fields.
Too many puppies.
Too many puppies.
Too many puppies
are taught to heal.
Too many puppies
are trained to kill.
On the command of men wearing money belts
that buy mistresses sleek animal pelts.
Too many puppies.
Too many puppies.
Too many pu-pu-pu-pu-pu-pu-puppies.
Too many puppies.

Too many puppies
with guns in their hands.
Too many puppies
in foreign lands.
Are dressed up sharp in suits of green
and placed upon the war machine.
Too many puppies
are just like me.
Too many puppies
are afraid to see.
The visions of the past are bought to life again.
Too many puppies,
too many dead men.
03:58 192 5,45 0.10
Mr. Knowitall Lyrics
They call me Mr. Knowitall
I will not compromise.
I will not be told what to do.
I shall not step aside.
They call me Mr. Knowitall
I have no time to waste.
My mouth it spews pure intellect.
And I've such elegant taste.

They call me Mr. Knowitall.
I sip the aged wine.
Oh I could tell such wondrous tales
if I should find the time.
I must be Mr. Knowitall
For ideas they come in bounds.
I am Mr. Knowitall
So spread the word around.

They call me Mr. Knowitall
I am so eloquent.
Perfection is my middle name
And whatever rhymes with eloquent.
03:52 192 5,29 0.10
Frizzle Fry Lyrics
Hello all you boys and girls
I'd like to take you to the inside world
It's quite an irregular place to be
But never fear you're safe with me
Well, maybe
Golden hair of macrame'
Against the face that's cut from stone
The white porcelain is screaming Ayee
Thank God the the boy is not alone
I don't believe in Santa Claus
I don't believe in spite
I have no use for beauty dolls
Especially on this night
I don't believe in miracles
I don't believe in lies
I don't believe in hologram

For I am the Frizzle Fry

Andy's painting green again,
This time they might take him away
When Barrington starts to breathe again
It way just take us all away
I don't believe in charity
I don't believe in sin
And if you don't believe in me,
We'll play this tune over again
I don't believe in pinochle
And I don't beleive I'll try
I do believe in Captain Crunch

For I am the Frizzle Fry
Yes I am the Frizzle Fry.
06:04 192 8,34 0.10
John The Fisherman Lyrics
When he was young you'd not find him doing well in school
His mind would turn unto the water
Always the focus of adolescent ridicule
He has no time for farmer's daughters
Alienated from the clique society
A lonely boy finds peace in fishing
His mother says,"John this is not the way life's supposed to
Don't you see the life that you are

And he says
"When I grow up I want to be
One of the harvesters of the sea
I think before my days are done
I want to be a fisherman"

Now years gone by we find man that rules the sea
He sets out on a dark May morning
To bring his catch back to this small community
He doesn't see the danger dawning
Four hours up, oh the ocean swelled and swelled
The fog rolled in, it started raining
"The starboard bow!"
"Oh my God we're going down!"
They do not hear his frantic mayday

And he says
"When I grow up I want to be
One of the harvesters of the sea
I think before my days are done
I want to be a fisherman
I'll live and die a fisherman"

Calling John the Fisherman
Calling John the Fisherman
We're calling John the Fisherman
03:37 192 4,99 0.10
You Can't Kill Michael Malloy Lyrics 00:25 192 0,59 0.10
The Toys Go Winding Down Lyrics
An overaged boy of thirty-nine has left the
wing today
The first time in his life he's made that step
Be numbed by the society and plagued by
He's entered in a race that must be won
One of the animals has left its cage today
IN search of better things so it seems to
But in this land of polyurethane,
Things are apt to get a bit hot
As the toys go winding down

C.G. the Mexican is a friend of mine
We used to sit around the house watching
evil dead
Talking about the way it used to be...
We used to pull the stripers out of Sand
Pablo bay
Now the delta waters go down So. Cal.
And the stripers start to fade away

It's pudding time!
It's pudding time!

As the toys go winding down
04:35 192 6,30 0.10
Pudding Time Lyrics
You can have a lolly pop
a candy bar a jelly bean
I'll buy you a rainbow
to hang above your door

It's pudding time

Laughter is a sweet
You can't put a price on
When laughter's all gone
Daddy won't buy you more

It's pudding time
It's pudding time children

Money money money
To buy you things
Daddy's gonna buy you a diamond ring
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall
All the kings horses and all the kings men
Couldn't put Humpty together again
San Francisco bay the
Striped bass are dying
But you're gonna get
That brand new bike
Oh joy

It's pudding time
It's pudding time children.
04:09 192 5,69 0.10
Sathington Willoby Lyrics 00:24 192 0,56 0.10
Spegetti Western Lyrics
Why do we do this C.G. and I?
Every night vegetables,
Minds numbed up by THC.
I've got my pen, C.G. the remote
Laurel and Hardy's the best bet at
four A.M. On a Friday
No dreads about the working day
Funny thing about weekends
When you're unemployed
They don't quite mean so much,
except you get to hang out with
all your working friends
Well we got us a spaghetti western on 36
I like spaghetti westerns
I like the way the boots are all reverbed
walking across the hardwood floors
In fact, everything's got
that big reverb sound
Well what'll I do now?
Go to sleep
Pull the pud
We need new pornos
Well, I guess I'm still writing...
05:44 192 7,86 0.10
Harold Of The Rocks Lyrics
It was a weekends eve
I had sex on my breath
I was looking for something to see.
With a borrowed black leather
and my best fishing hat
it was just Wendy-O and me.

We called ol' swamp up on the telephone and said we was coming on down to pick him up and then,
he said "Hey Snappy, me and Greeny'll come along but only if we can bring a friend. His name is Harold"

So I Said "OK"

Now, we had a Swamper, Greeny, Wendy-O, Stanley, Harold of the Rocks and me.
We hopped into my dart and headed for the nightbreak to see a man they called Schooly D.
Harold hes a friendly guy, he rambles on and on, he'll talk the balls off a rhinosaurus.
Fact is he just doesnt make much sense, well Stan said " This guys pretty bizarre Gus."

Harold Of The Rocks

I saw Harold at a party Trouzy threw late one night.
I said "Hey man do you remember me"
He said " well of course l do snap dad let me tell ya right about now Im lit up like an old christmas tree."
"Het bro you know Id like to thank you once again for letting me hang with ya'all across the bay. When I look back at that night I get a warm spot across my heart"
Then he shook my hand, and walked away.
Thats the last I seen of Harold.

Harold Of The Rocks

So in the end, Swamper and Greeny finally succumb to the ways of Harold.
And in doing so each gave just a little bit of his soul away.
What a couple of dumbshits!
06:17 192 8,64 0.10
To Defy Lyrics 00:36 192 0,84 0.10