Cover di Psychic... Powerless... Another Man's Sac

Psychic... Powerless... Another Man's Sac
Album - 1984 - Debaser id 46749

di Butthole Surfers

You want the people to be the people that want the people that love you
You need the people to show the facts instead again they shot you
Want the people to be the people they don't need you
Need the people to show the people they displease you
Lover man his face is lost and you're much smaller
Then again the other man he's much smaller
You want the people to be the people that want the people that love you
You need the people to show the facts instead again they shot you
Want the people to see the people they don't need you
Need the people that need the people they don't need you
Then again the son of a bitch and he's much smaller
Then again and then again and then again and then again
You want the people to be the people that want the people that love you
You need the people to show the facts instead again they shot you
Want the people to be the people they don't need you
Need the people to show the people they displease you
Lover man his face is lost and you're much smaller
Then again the other man he's much smaller
Il tuo voto:
Well, I don't know what..
Well, I don't know who..
Well, I don't know where or when..
Well, I don't know it..
Well, I don't know they..
Well, I don't know thick or thin..

Landing in empty parking lots
in deserted discount stores,
Negro observers are landing by the scores!
Dropping down in low-rider cars
from Pluto, Venus, and Mars..
Negro Observers are counting heads in singles bars!

ah hah hah ha hah

Walking up and down the empty boulevards...
Negro Observers with muscles that are very hard!

Walking up and down and falling everywhere,
Negro Observers flying through the air.
They don't know what goes on,
but the Negro Observers are big and strong.

hoo ha ha ha hah
Il tuo voto:
I was walkin' down around Venice way
Los Angeles
Oh big California
A man came up to me
About 40, gay
I say
"Go away...OK...No way...AGGGHHHHHHHGH"
BUTTHOLE SURF!! etc.
I was ridin' wave
around Malibu beach
A guy came up to me
He was lookin' like a leech
He said "Hey, Sonny boy, can I eat you peach?"
I say "Motherfucker...ifyoureach..
I don't know what I'm goin' to do"
BUTTHOLE SURF!! etc.

I was ridin' my cruiser in West Hollywood
A girl came up to me and she was lookin' mighty good...
I was eating quaaludes like butthole surfers should
She left me there where I stood
BUTTHOLE SURF!! etc.

HEY BUTT
WHAT THE FUCK
WE ALL LIKE YOU
'CAUSE YOU'RE A SLUT
Il tuo voto:
(These lyrics are not entirely correct, because on can hear the word "teabag" in the song).


Yeah, boy. Heh Heh Heh.
Let it walk and let it talk and stick it on the wall.
Lately when I say to you baby, don't know what I know.
Let it walk and let it talk and rooty tooty doo
Lately when I see you baby, don't know what I do.
When I say no, yeah, I mean no.
Take me back to Detroit, piehole!
Let it walk and let it talk and what the hell you say?
Lately when I see you baby, each and every day.
Let it walk and let it talk and rooty tooty doo.
Lately when I see you baby, don't know what I do.
When I say no, yeah, I mean no.
Pass me some of that dumbass over there, yeah boy.
Let it walk and put it down and walk it on the wall.
Lately when I see you baby, don't know what I know.
Let it walk and let it talk and what the hell you say?
Lately when I see you baby, each and every day.
When I say no, yeah, I mean no.
Bernie, Bring me my bacon! Bernie?
Il tuo voto:
Cherub
Cherub the angel
Roll back the hands of time

Cherub
Enter the angel

aaaaaaahhhh!

You walk alone now
You're never mind
The walks you've taken
have left behind
All people sideways
They look at you
may god forsake me
cause I do to

I see bodies
Maybe, maybe someone is alive
Naked we smile

Hoo-hahahahahahahah, a-hahahahahohoho

Naked

Ha-ha

ahhhh

You're right beside me
you gaze a view
your body's vacant
they crawl right through

those bodies falling
it's in the air
we're mixed so close now
but I don't care

ha ha ha

walk upon me
your body lead
you try to escape you
it's in your head


I'd better go back
I'm not over there

You walk beside me
you gaze at me
you're homeless now
or that times three

amazon
you gaze along
I'll make you talk you
there is no bong

your mind has cut you
you're bleeding now
your plans escaped
just like a bow

they walk right past you
they stop and stare
your body's lying
all over there

ha-he-he-he-he

feh
Il tuo voto:
Take me
Mexican Caravan
South of
South of the Rio Grande
Take me to that amigo town
Where I can score some of that heroin brown
Take me
Mexican Caravan
South of
South of anywhere you can
Push me in through the garbage can
Teach this white boy to be Mexican
Take me
Mexican Caravan
Let's score some of that heroin
You know the way to make the white boy say
Make me Mexican
Take me
Mexican Caravan
Push me into the Rio Grande
You know the way to make the white boy say
Make me Mexican
Take me
Take me
Take me
Take me Mexican Caravan!
Il tuo voto:
I woke up this morning
On the wrong side of bed
I had a knife in my back
And I put it back in
Oh my God I was dead
I hope I get to sleep tonight
I never can
I've always got a knife in my back
No matter where, no matter when
Il tuo voto:
I could have a real good time if I had a gun
I know, well I know. The things I do and say
And if I did not have no gun well I know, I know
I've got a knife.
Well, Gary Floyd and all his pals are gonna' come on down
To the roundaround. They're gonna' shoot all day.
Saw the nature in the swimming pool
In a two-piece oh and I lost my cool
Well I'm cool-the things I do and say
The color brown is coming down
I feel my head go round and round and round (etc.)
Well, Gary Floyd and all his pals are gonna' come on down
To the roundaround. They're gonna' shoot all day.
Il tuo voto:
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