SA-5 / Deadweight single 1997

Tell me where you want me to go
if I'm gone then I'll get there soon
tell me what you want me to be
if I've been there split in two
tell me what you want me to say
then I'll put my tongue away

tell me what you want me to see
with my eyes so grizzly gray

you're insane
got no name
the lion's tame
it's all the same
got no brain
the lion's tame

tell me where you want me to go
if I'm gone then I'll get there soon
tell me what you want me to be
if I've been there split in two

you're insane
got no name
the lion's tame
it's all the same
got no brain
lion's tame

The Spirit Moves Me / Stereopathetic Soul Manure 1994

Walkin' back to the burnin' schoolhouse
And the kids drinkin' in the park
Late at night and the spirit moves me
And I don't mind bein' afraid
Old man with no clothes
Leanin' on my fence
Tell me where the money goes
And the food don't taste the same
I'm gettin' fast at being the last
You know I don't need to waste no time
You can call me once a week
Tell me where I been
Phony lady layin' flat on the road
And the helicopter goin' by
And I'm down to the sound
Of a sky turned brown
And I'm lovin' everything you say
I don't think it's funny
When you shave both of my arms
Lately I been spittin' out the things
That I didn't mean to say
But that's alright, now
You don't listen to me anyway

Static / radio bootleg


can you feel it in the airwaves
rollin down the lane
black out in the background
standin in your veins
mmmmm
nothin that I wouldn't say to you

can you teach it to the prisoners
can you throw it at the wall
you leap into the altitudes
see just where you fall
mmmmm
nothin that I wouldn't take from you

can you fit it in the system
can you put it in a word
static and distortion
is all you ever heard
mmmmm
nothin that I wouldn't say to you

See Water / One Foot in the Grave 1994

close your eyes and see water
sliding up the back of your head
folding into your clothing
covering eveything you said

climb up into
no one's gonna miss you

dried up on the shoreline
drinking everything you said
offering food to the ladies
pulling down animals in trees (?)

climb up into
no one's gonna miss you

Sexx Laws / Midnite Vultures 1999


can't you hear those cavalry drums?
hijacking your equilibrium
midnight hags in the mausoleum
where the pixilated doctors moan

carnivores in the Kowloon night
breathin' freon by the candlelight
coquettes bitch-slap you so polite
'til you thank them for the tea and sympathy

I wanna defy the logic of all sex laws
let the handcuffs slip off your wrists
I'll let you be my chaperone at the halfway home
I'm a full-grown man but I'm not afraid to cry

Neptune's lips taste like fermented wine
perfumed blokes on the Ginza line
runnin' buck wild like a concubine
whose mother never held her hand

brief encounters in Mercedes Benz
wearin' hepatitis contact lens
bed and breakfast getaway weekends
with Sports Illustrated moms

I wanna defy the logic of all sex laws
let the handcuffs slip off your wrists
I'll let you be my chaperone at the halfway home
I'm a full-grown man but I'm not afraid to cry

Super Golden Black (Sunchild) / Pay No Mind Snoozer single 1994

bless the scepter
the genius too
shit the eagle
don't be cruel
my little sunchild
my blinding sun
stab my power
with everyone
supergolden black sunchild

slice the mango
the drooling fool
flare the nostril
feeling cool
sweating in the meadow of fate
scratch me gently
burning flame
supergolden black sunchild

Sweet Sunshine / Mellow Gold 1994

Judge me on the inside with a finger full of famine (family?)
wanna get you on the sofa later; wanna shake and bake me?

bucket full of blood
got you on my mind
gonna break my face on the sweet sunshine
bucket full of blood
got you on my mind
gonna break my face on the sweet sunshine

I wanna get up off the floor
I wanna run to the devil and get me some more
I wanna get up off the floor
I wanna run to the devil and get me some more

bottle full of bread with a hall's wind screamin
we are strong and soul and a ???

grab your wine, tell me where you been
with the violin time and the moon gettin' thin
grab your wine, take me where you been
with the violin time and the moon gettin' thin

I wanna climb up on the wall
I wanna swing through the city on a wreckin' ball
I wanna climb up on the wall
I wanna swing through the city on a wreckin' ball

lay onto the dawn and of your plentiful sensation
cause the time is full of sound
and I killed my last relation

got a bucket full of blood
got you on my mind
gonna break my face on the sweet sunshine
got a bucket full of blood
got you on my mind
gonna break my face on the sweet sunshine

I wanna get up off the floor
I wanna run to the devil and get me some more
I wanna get up off the floor
I wanna run to the devil and get me some more

Steve Threw Up / 7 inch 1994

Steve had a big commotion
the street fair was an ocean
when he took three tabs of bad acid
and off his melting jaw
all the wonderful things he saw
the pretty hair growin on...his sandwich

well he looked out on the fairground
with the spinning things spinning all around
and he felt the food goin' down
and coming back
and on top of the ferris-wheel
he threw up on the heel
of the beautiful girl who was laughing

well there must have been some pizza
and there must have been some fries
and there must have been some tequila
and there must have been some wine
and there must have been some falafels
and there must have been some beer
and there must have been some bagels
you could see it all so clear

and there must have been some pickles
and there must have been some saurkraut
and there must have been some catfish
when he laid his burden down (?)

pineapples, mangos, wild rice, beans, granola, cheetoes, caramel candy popcorn
ice cream, banana fudge, and some corndogs, and mayonnaise, steak sauce,
ketchup and mustard, garlic, kool-aid, spam and some egg rolls,
sushi, rice cakes, oatmeal, cucumbers, biscuits, beef-jerky,
pop-tarts, tamales, shish-kabob and a side order of...

BARF!!!  BARF!!!  RETCH!!!  VOMIT!!!  SPEW!!!  etc...

Steve Threw Up / Fresh Meat and Old Slabs


Steve had a big commotion
didn't need no suntan lotion
he was doing fine with what he had
and off his melting jaw
all the wonderful things he saw
and the free hair growing on his sandwich
he looked out on the fairground
with the spinning things spinning all around
and he felt the food going down and coming back
and on top of the ferris wheel
he threw up on the heel
of the beautiful girl who was laughing
there must have been some pizza
and there must have been some fries
and there must have been some tequila
must have been some wine.
There must have been some falafels
and there must have been some beer
and there must have been some bagels
you could see it so clear.
And there must have been some pickles
and there must have been some sauerkraut
and there must have been some catfish
when he laid his burden down
pineapples, mangoes, cottage cheese and caramel candy
garlic, spam and kool-aid
bananas, fudge, popcorn, catsup and mustard
oh, he really threw up! he threw up all over the place!
he really threw it! he got really sick
Steve threw up!
na na na, na na na
etc.

Satan Gave Me a Taco / Stereopathetic Soul Manure 1994

Satan gave me a taco
and it made me really sick
the chicken was all raw
and the grease was mighty thick
the rice was all rancid
and the beans were so hard
I was getting kinda dizzy
eatin' all the lard
there was aphids on the lettuce
and I ate every one
and after I was done
the salsa melted off my tongue
pieces of tortilla
got stuck in my throat
and the stains on my clothes
burned a hole through my coat
my stomach was a'tremblin'
and I broke out in a rash
I was so dry and thirsty
and I didn't have no cash
so I went and found a hose
tore off all my clothes
turned on the water
and it shot right up my nose
some old lady came along
and she thought I was a freak
so she beat me with her handbag
'til I could hardly speak
I was lying there naked
my body badly bruised
in a pool of my own blood
unconscious and confused
well the cops came and got me
and threw me in their van
and I woke up on the ceiling
and I couldn't find my hand
they took me to the judge
his eyes a'glowin' red
the courtroom was filled
with witches and the dead
well the sheriff was a hell-hound
with fangs and claws
the prisoners were tied up
and chained to the walls
the air was getting thick
the smoke was getting thicker
the judge read the verdict
said "Cut off his head!"
well they placed me on the altar
and they raised up the axe
my head was about to explode
when I noticed the Marshall stacks
I noticed all the smoke machines
cameras and the lights
some guy with a microphone
runnin' around dancin' in tights
and I noticed the crew
and the band playin' down below
and I realized I was in a rock video
So I went and joined the band
and I went out on tour
and I smoked a lot of heroin
and I passed out in manure
I made out with the groupies (aw yeah)
started fires backstage (aw yeah, start 'em up)
made a lot of money (aw yeah, I'm makin it)
and I gave it all away (give it all to me)
well the band got killed (aw, bunch of losers)
so I started a solo career (aw haw, yeah
and I won all the awards (get 'em all now)
and I drank all the beer (drink it all up; get funky)
and I opened up the taco stand (aw haw, etc.)
just to smell the smell
cookin' with the devil
fryin' down in hell

(git busy)