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Primus

The Brown Album

FACT: Released in 1997, the first album with Brain on the drumkit. Brain toured with Les on the Holy Mackerel tour and then it was anounced that Herb was no longer in Primus and Brain was.

OPINION: This

The Return of Sathington Willoughby

  • LYRICS: Fellow colleges, distinguished members of the
    press, ladies and gentlemen, I would like to take
    this opportunity to personally and humbly thank
    each and every one of you for joining us at this
    particular event.
                       
    It is my hope that we can utilize this meeting of
    the minds to successfully convey the essence of
    our platform to you, a grand and noble audience.
                       
    As I look out among the faces, I reflect, taking
    console in the words of Franklin Delano Roosevelt
    who said, "We have nothing to fear but fear itself".
                       
    Paranoia is a disease unto itself, and may I add,
    the person standing next to you may not be who
    they appear to be, so take precaution.
                       
    A mind is a terrible thing to waste, this is true.
    Many a young person has fallen prey to the
    substances that alter the perspective of any right
    thinking individual.
                       
    The Problem with the youth today is, because of
    their inexperience with the world, they cannot
    attempt to grasp the ideals set forth by myself
    and those who preceded me.
                       
    But, as history has shown, they will come around,
    and embrace our philosophies and become model
    citizens in their own right. God bless this great
    nation.
                        
  • FACTS: T
  • OPINION: (
  • Fisticuffs
  • LYRICS: They found James Ambrose dead in his cell
    A gaping gash in his arm had drained him down to Hell
    No one knew for sure if Ambrose was his name
  • They called him Yankee Sullivan in early days of fame
    He'd known the game of fisticuffs had always treated him right
    But no one knew the men who came and took his life that
    night

    He'd spent some time in Botany Bay atoning for his sins
    He fought a bout with Hammer Lane and took a tainted win
    He was the hero of the Bowery, a prince of lawless times
    Then was battered by the "Butcherman" in 1849
    He knew the game of fisticuffs, he knew the game of might
    But no one knew the men who came and took his life one night
    He knew the game of fisticuffs
               
  • Lilly and McCoy were shy of a hundred and forty pounds
    In 1842 they went a hundred and eighteen rounds
    They begged McCoy to cash it in, he said that he would not
    Got up and fought one more round then died right on the spot
    He knew the game of fisticuffs, he knew the game of fight
    But no one knew the game would come and take his life that night   
  • FACTS: T
  • OPINION: (
  • Golden Boy
  • LYRICS: He was a mighty golden boy, as gold as ever seen
    But when he stepped up to the podium, you could tell                 that boy was mean
    His arms was made of nickel, and his forehead made of wood
    An affidavit from the principal says,"This boy just ain't              no good"
    He stood before the union, and he made a solemn oath
    Uphold the purity of his creed, the others he would toast
    He worked nights at the liquor mart, and he drank to pad              his pay
    When he caught him liftin¹ 40's, he shot a boy last May
                               
  • His momma asked why?
                               
  • His lawyer in the courtroom, made a noble plea
    And the judge he gave him eighteen months, but he was out               in three
    When asked if he ever felt remorse while sittin' up in that           pen
    He said "Hell no, ya know a thief's a thief
    And I'd shoot that fucker again"   
  • FACTS: T
  • OPINION: (
  • Over the Falls
  • LYRICS: They broke out in laughter again
    His lip beaded with sweat as they strapped him in
    And he stood by and waited to be called
    The talk was of times that'd gone by
    And the quantity and quality of women they lie
    His eyes welled with wet and his mouth had gone dry
                       
    As he stood by and waited to be called
    He stood by and waited to be called
    He stood by and waited like the others before
    For his turn to go over the falls
                       
    He got up and tried it again
    For lack of persistence is surely a sin
    As he stood by and waited to be called
    He looked to the lightning with glee
    And admired his vessel for its symmetry
    Feeling twelve units shy of a bachelor's degree
                       
    As he stood by and waited to be called
    He stood by and waited to be called
    He stood by and waited like the others before
    For his turn to go over the falls
                        
  • FACTS: T
  • OPINION: (from punkupine) I think this song may have something to do with men that were called off to go to war.
    The men would just get their names randomly chosen to fight in the war and had no say in it. I think its stepping into a "soon to be" soldiers shoes.

Shake Hands with Beef

  • LYRICS: There's a time for lies
    And a time for truth
    I say, eye for an eye
    Eye for a tooth

    When I roamed young
    I'd scavenge around
    Every nook and cranny
    Of our little town
    It's nice, so nice, to be

    Pull out the cannon boys
    Steal us some wine
    Puff Tijuana Smalls
    SHAKE HANDS WITH BEEF

    She's so fine
    She's so sweet
    Mom and Pop they raised her
    On huge slabs of meat
    She's fine
                                        
  • A man of nine
    Water derby day
    Twenty six pumps on a Crossman
    And it's time to play
    It's nice, so nice, to be

    Pull out the cannon boys
    Steal us some wine
    Puff Tijuana Smalls
    SHAKE HANDS WITH BEEF
  • FACTS: T
  • OPINION: (

Camelback Cinema

  • LYRICS: He's standin' tall at 5 foot 4
    With the sharpness of a troubadour
    I dare you look him in the eye
    His stench would make a buzzard cry
                       
    He likes Burt in White Lightning
    Camelback Cinema
                       
    In the dark she sat and wait
    For her steady random date
    Reflecting back to a time
    When eager boys would stand in line
    She likes Burt in White Lightning
    He's standin' tall at 5 foot 4
    Lurking in the corridor
    He came to buy his weekly whore
    At Camelback Cinema
                        
  • FACTS: T
  • OPINION: (

Hats Off

  • LYRICS: When I was born, the doc he held me by my ankles
    Smacked my red behind
    They hosed me down, wrapped me like a bean burrito
    Then marked the date and time
                       
    Hats off, to the ones that string the beads together
    And keep the ducks in line
    Hats off to all the ones that stood before me
    And taught a fool to rhyme
                       
    At thirteen, I made myself a motion picture
    Out of lumps of clay
    At fourteen, I pulled some weeds and bought a four string
    Taught myself to play
    At seventeen, I'd get naked with a beauty queen
    At the Hot Tub Zone
    At nineteen, she was livin' hard and snortin' drugs
    That decayed her bones
                       
    Hats off to the ones that put it all together
    And keep their ducks in line
    Hats off to all the ones that erred before me
    And taught me how to survive
  • FACTS: T
  • OPINION: (

Puddin’ Taine

  • LYRICS: Pass the pen there Billy Bob, I'll write us up a song
    Or perhaps I'll pen a sonnet, if the melody sits all wrong
    Hand me down a crayon, and I'll draw a mighty oak
    'Cause of all my brother Masons, I'm the quickest with a joke
    Catch me in the right light, you'll see my ship¹s shaped
    to please
    And if I shank my trousers down, I'm hung just above the knees
    You may have difficulty catchin' breath, when you hear
    my weighty name
    I'm the one that told you, told you so, they calls me     Puddin' Taine

    Now step on up to dance the dance, and touch the hand that heals
    Like the tallest hog on Wall street, I'm a wheelin' all the
    deals
    They'll carve my face in marble, they'll etch my name in stone
    They'll paint my noble portrait, and historify my home
    You may have difficulty catchin' breath, when you hear
    my weighty name
    I'm the one that told you, told you so, they calls me
    Puddin' Taine 
  • FACTS: T
  • OPINION: (

Bob’s Party Time Lounge

  • LYRICS: Glad you came, glad you're here
    Have some champagne, imported beer
     
  • Dig down in your dirt bag
    And roll us out a spleef
    Been erect here now for thirteen days
    And I came to get relief
                                  
  • At Bob's Party Time
                                  
  • Pack my nose with cocaine
    Feed my filthy hole
    Bust out the dancin' women
    I'm prone to lose control
    And if by chance I fall down
    And bust my head on the floor
    Just wrap my wound in a porterhouse steak
    And point me towards the shore
                                  
  • At Bob's Party Time
  • FACTS: T
  • OPINION: (

Duchess and the Proverbial Mindspread

  • LYRICS: Burnin', I feel a burnin' in my stomach
    I wanna' know if I'm a gonna¹ make it
    If I don't just spread my ashes
    If I do just spread your mind

    Swimmin', I see myself a treadin' water
    I see no signs of any other people
    There's a heron up above me
    I lay back and spread my mind

    Duchess, she used to be a movie maker
    She used to like to watch the boys watch her
    And she saved enough money
    To go to Cal and spread her mind

    Billy, used to follow the Dead with Arnie
    And they made a hundred thousand dollars
    But ended up in federal prison
    Twenty years for spreading minds   
  • FACTS: T
  • OPINION: (

Restin’ Bones

  • LYRICS: Came up on a worried man,
    asked him if he had a light
    He reached on down, dug in his shoe,
    figured in his sock he might
    He asked if he could come and join,
    at what we was partakin' in
    I says,"Ol' soul if you got a match,
    you also got yourself a friend"

    The smoke drew hard but laid in good,
    the neon gave us extra shine
    We passed around a flask of Knockando,
    and a half litre bottle of wine
    The worried man dropped down to his knees,
    and let out with a somber groan
    He looked up to me and when I asked, he said,
    "I'm just restin' my bones"

    I looked down at him, and him up at me,
    then a smile rose above his chin
    He grabbed me by the arm and pulled me down,
    said," Listen to me now my friend"
    When I was your age I did it all,
    more than many men could do
    now my possessions are the ones I wear on my back,
    and this lighter I keep in my shoe

    That's why I'm restin' my bones

    I'm restin' my bones for the times I fell,
    fell and hit myself on the ground
    Restin' my bones for the loneliness,
    of being the only genius around
    I'm restin' my bones for prosperity,
    in hopes that it'll do me some good
    I'm restin' bones from amphetamines,
    see they turned teeth to balsa wood
    I'm restin' bones for Johnny Cash,
    'cause for me and mine he's wearin' black
    I'll be restin' my bones for Elvis,
    I seen him last week at the track
    If I'm restin' bones and you come along,
    just try and tippy toe on by
    Cause when I'm restin' bones I hope to sleep,
    and maybe slip away and die 
  • FACTS: T
  • OPINION: (

Coddingtown

  • LYRICS: I went down to Coddingtown
    To buy for Lucky Dog
    Moved on up to Sono-co
    To clear my head of smog
    People round town they all line up
    To buy them Chevrolet's
    But me I talked to the Mopar man
    Been talkin' now for days

    I went down to Coddingtown
    It seemed the thing to do
    You can get it all down there
    From tennis balls to glue
    Standin' up in the ol' smoke shop
    Met a girl named Honey Pie
    If you shamble long enough
    You wanna' go, you gotta' go

    Bring me on back

    Lordy, Lordy, Coddingtown
    That's the place to be
    Lordy, Lordy, Coddingtown
    That's the place for me

    I went down to Coddingtown
    And met old Santy Claus
    Beanie Boy got a hold of that beard
    Nearly yanked it from his jaws
    I stepped on up to the pizza man
    And gobbled down some filth
    I shambled round now too damn long
    I wanna' go, I gotta' go

    Bring me on back

    Lordy, Lordy, Coddingtown
    That's the place to be
    Lordy, Lordy, Coddingtown
    That's the place for me 
  • FACTS: T
  • OPINION: (

Kalamazoo

  • LYRICS: A B C D E F G H I gotta' gal wears her toenails long
    Drives a red Barracuda, singin' meat packer songs
    And she ain't from Kalamazoo

    A B C D E F G H I gotta' friend lived in a Mercedes-Benz          Then a 55 Chrysler where the trunk never ends
    And the plates say Kalamazoo

    He had a steady job and watched what he spent He'd
    say I don't believe in payin' no goddamn rent I'll squirrel
    away every goddamn cent
    And buy my own damn house in Kalamazoo

    I knew a guy that mangled his hand And he went from
    pipe fittin' to a hot dog stand                                   They say last year he cleared fifty grand
    Selling dogs round Kalamazoo

    She turned to the world with a bastard child Said, "I just
    can't handle him, he's too damn wild"                              But the years and the liquor have made him mild
    And he lays around Kalamazoo 
  • FACTS: T
  • OPINION: (

The Chastizing of Renegade

  • LYRICS: There was this kid in our neighborhood
  • His Pop had named him Renegade
    He lived up to his name With all the trouble that he made
    One day ol' Renegade Snuck into the Park Theater downtown
    For a laugh he set fire to the screen
  • Burnt the whole damn place to the ground
    He thought that no one would mind
  • He did that sort of thing all the time
  • But his Pop was waitin' for him

    At age fifteen Renegade Stole a tow truck from Arnie's Shell
    Drove it through the front of a hardware store
    Spent the night in a county jail
    He didn't seem to mind a bit
  • He liked the attention he would get 
  • FACTS: T
  • OPINION: (

Arnie

  • LYRICS: The man he stepped up to the microphone and he gave it a kiss, It was a big wet, slippery kiss
    And he had sweat dripping off of his nose onto the windscreen.
    As he looked out over the audience he said,
    "God bless you, God bless you one and all"
    Then he took a can of Ronson lighter fluid
    and he squirted it over the top of his head
    And proceeded to light himself on fire
    As he stood there glowing and said,
    "Remember this day" 
  • FACTS: T
  • OPINION: (