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Demon Drool Spit Vomit
lyrics by Vlad

Darkness
Really dark
Darker than that
I mean black

Blood
Dripping, gooey
From severed heads
Or a really bad cut

Demon drool spit vomit
Ha!

Evil
Very bad
Like Darth Vader
Only worse

Hell
In your face
Fire and pain
Marriage sucks

Demon drool spit vomit
Ha!

(guitar solo)

Darkness, blood
Evil hell
A bad bad man
Antichrist

Demon drool spit vomit
Ha!

Demon drool spit vomit
Ha!

Evil Laugh - fade out



That's Not How You Make it
if You Wanna Make it Big
lyrics by Vlad

Hot chicks
Cool cars
Spiked hair
Sweet lips

Motor Bikes
Fur Coats
Devil's Son
Righteous Fame

That's not how you make it if you want to make it big!!!
That's not how you make it if you want to make it big!!!

High hats
Swimming pools
Dirty Cops
Lots a' beer

That's not how you make it if you want to make it big!!!
That's not how you make it if you want to make it big!!!

Guitar!!!

(guitar solo)

If you got to get to the top
You got to work hard or you're gonna flop

Yeah!!!

That's not how you make it if you want to make it big!!!
That's not how you make it if you want to make it big!!!

That's not how you make it if you want to make it big!!!
That's not how you make it if you want to make it big!!!

Do you wanna make it big?
Make it big!!!



Hot Rockin' Luv
lyrics by Dave Smith

Whoo! Yeah!
Alright!
Come on!

I was a' rockin' and a' rollin' late one night
Jammin' with the BADNESS boys
When a hot freaky lady
Who looked a little shady
Said she needed some hot new toys

She was a sweet little slut
With a minivan butt
Standin' right 'fore my eyes
And I new she was hot
Gonna give me what she's got
And I love the way she moves those thighs

Do it!

You want hot luvin'?
I can give you sum
You want hugs and kisses?
Well, you can have my tongue

Hot Rockin' Luv
Come on baby, baby, do it right
Hot Rockin' Luv
Give me luvin' all through the night

So we're cruisin' in my car
Gonna go real far
She got my love in the palm of her hand
And I know it'll be good
When we do what we should
Cause I'm the hot rocking lover man

You want some awesome love ?
You need to come to me
There ain't nobody better
Yeah, I'm the man to see

Hot Rockin' Luv
Come on baby, baby, do it right
Hot Rockin' Luv
Give me luvin' all through the night

Oh, yeah!!

(Hot Rockin' Guitar Solo)

You want hot luvin'?
I can give you sum
You want hugs and kisses?
Well, you can have my tongue

Hot Rockin' Luv
Come on baby, baby, do it right
Hot Rockin' Luv
Give me luvin' through the night

Whoo! Yeah!

Hot Rockin' Luv
Come on baby, baby, do it right
Hot Rockin' Luv
Give me luvin' through the night

Hot Rockin' Luv
Yeah, Hot Rockin' Luv

Hot Rockin' Luv
Yeah, Hot Rockin' Luv

Hot Rockin' Luv
Yeah, Hot Rockin' Luv

Hot Rockin' Luv
Yeah, Hot Rockin' Luv

Whoo! Yeah! Hot Rockin'!



Thinkin' O' You
lyrics by Dave Smith

Sittin' in my lonely room
The clock says half past ten
The radio's on and it's playin' a song
And I'm thinkin' o' you again.

You know, I never meant to hurt you, girl
You don't know how hard I tried
And it tore my heart to pieces
All those times you cried

I said I only wanted to help
That's all I wanted to do
I don't want you goin' to hell when you die
But if you leave me that's what you'll do

An' I never said I love you
An' I never said I care
An' all that time I never said
That I would always be there

So I'm sorry if I hurt you
An' I'm sorry if I made you cry
An' I'm sorry that I won't ever even have the words to express
This love that will never die

An' now you're gone away
But my love will stay true
An' I been havin' to love myself
When I'm sittin' here thinkin' o' you

Thinkin' o' you
Thinkin' o' you
Thinkin' o' you
Thinkin' o' you

Come back, baby, 'cause I'm thinkin' o' you
I'm so lonely don't know what to do
I don't wanna find sombody new
Feel so cold and I'm hungry, too
When I look around, you're the only one who
I've ever loved like I do
Come back, baby, don't say we're through
Gimme' hot luvin' cause I'm thinkin' o' you



I (expletive) You
lyrics by Vlad and Dave
(This song has been edited for content for its appearance on the Internet)

(expletive)
It's not easy to do
When you (expletive)
You know how much I want you to

It ain't a (expletive) thing
I don't (expletive) around
What I have to tell you
Is that you don't need to (expletive)

I (expletive) you
I don't wanna (expletive) you
You ain't no good for (expletive)
I (expletive) you

You know what?
You're nothing but an (expletive)
You make me (expletive) all the time
It's as fun as a donkey (expletive) on a (expletive)

I (expletive) you
I don't wanna (expletive) you
You ain't no good for (expletive)
I (expletive) you

(guitar solo)

I (expletive) you
I don't wanna (expletive) you
You ain't no good for (expletive)
I (expletive) you

I (expletive) you
I don't wanna (expletive) you
You ain't no good for (expletive)
I (expletive) you



Mousse in my Hair
(Love on my Mind)
lyrics by Dave Smith

I see ya' walkin'
Your body's talkin'
Know what you're sayin'
I ain't complainin'

I got your signal, ready to respond
I'm dressed to kill, let me be your James Bond

I've got mousse in my hair and love on my mind
I' m wearing leopard skin drawers, come and feel my behind
I've got moves and techniques that'll just blow your mind
I've got mousse in my hair...
And love on my mind

I see ya' lookin'
You know I'm cookin'
Out on the dance floor
I make 'em beg for more

Your lips say "No", and, well, your eyes do too
Ignore my back hair, baby, 'til we're thru
'Cuz,

I've got mousse in my hair and love on my mind
I' m wearing leopard skin drawers, come and feel my behind
I've got moves and techniques that'll just blow your mind
I've got mousse in my hair...
And love on my mind

(guitar solo)

I know ya' slapped me
Not too bad for free
I kinda liked it
Think I'll go buy it

I've got mousse in my hair and love on my mind
I' m wearing leopard skin drawers, come and feel my behind
I've got moves and techniques that'll just blow your mind
I've got mousse in my hair...
And love on my mind

repeat
fade out



Crushed Bones
lyrics by Vlad

Crunch in my fist
Blood on my hand
Make you obey
To all I demand

Squeeze out your breath
Swallow your soul
Flush your life down
My dark toilet bowl

Begging, pleading
Ranting, screaming

I'll crush your bones
I'll crush your bones
I'll crush your bones
I'll crush your bones
Until you're broke

You can't run or hide
You will not succeed
I know where you live
I know how you bleed

Violence and pain
Engulf your mind
A love like mine
You will never find

Calling, paying
Charging, laying

I'll crush your bones
I'll crush your bones
I'll crush your bones
I'll crush your bones
Until you're broke

(guitar solo)

You can't turn away
You need what I got
With my firey poker
I'll make your body hot

I'll crush your bones
I'll crush your bones
I'll crush your bones
I'll crush your bones
Until you're broke

I'll crush your bones
I'll crush your bones
I'll crush your bones
I'll crush your bones
Until you're broke

fade out


Love Monkey
lyrics by Dave Smith

Friday nite, and I've worked all day
Lookin' for some lovin', and you come my way
Hot mini-skirt, legs right down to the floor
I walk on up, I am ready to score

And I say,
Baby,
You got what I need
Oh, honey
Let me make you plead

I'll be your love monkey
Let me climb on your back
Love monkey
Wanna jump in your sack
Love monkey
I got moves like no man 'a
Love monkey
Come and peel my banana

You look at me, flash those bedroom eyes
I've seen that look, a lust you can't diguise
I grab your hand, don't try to pull away
Can't feign reluctance, you know I'll make your day

When I say,
Baby
I want some of that
Yeah, honey
How 'bout some tit for some tat

I'll be your love monkey
Let me climb on your back
Love monkey
Wanna jump in your sack
Love monkey
I got moves like no man 'a
Love monkey
Come and peel my banana

(guitar solo)

Saturday morning, pushin' you out da bed
Don't gimme lip, don't try to mess with my head
The nite is over, and it's time that you go
A new days dawning, and that means a new ho

And

I'll be their love monkey
Lovin' like no one can
Love monkey
I'm a man with a plan
Love monkey
Have 'em beggin' for more
Love monkey
Then kick'em right out the door

fade out



Gotta Hold on to Steve
lyrics by Wuzzy
(as told to Vlad and Dave. We couldn't understand some of it, but we tried our best.)

Gotta hold on to Steve(?)
I think I'm in the house
But I don't see Dan
And I don't know what he's doing

Gotta hold on to Steve
Now I know what I'm gonna do
They could've been young
Could've been oogya(?)

Gotta hold on to Steve
It isn't easy now eating from a pot
Now I don't wanna go out
You're the idiot who ate the eel

Eagle squirrel, yeah yeah yeah
Eagle squirrel, yeah yeah yeah



Hot Rockin' Luv II
lyrics by Dave Smith

(spoken)
Aw yeah!
You thought it was over
But Hot Rockin' Luv will never die!
It just goes on and on and on!
All night long!

Yeah!
Alright!

It was a Jam night like no other
Get freaky with your mother
Rockin' with the BADNESS Boys
An' I'm lookin' really hot
Gonna show you what I got
Cause I don't like to play with toys

Yeah, you a fine piece a work
Got me feelin' like a clerk
Workin' in the deli scene
An' I wanna slice sum ham
An' spread a little Jam
An' make ham salad if you know what I mean

Aw, you know it, baby!!!
You KNOW what I MEAN!!!

Take me!

You want me all the time?
I'll tell you what I'll do
I'll sing a little song
Hot Rockin' Love II!!!

Hot Rockin' Luv
Baby, baby, baby, give me sum
Hot Rockin' Luv
Baby, baby, baby, give me sum

So we're gettin' kinda nasty
She said her name is Patsy
An' I'm Hot Rockin' Dave Smith
I got sexiest eyes
The most beautiful thighs
Yeah, I'm the Mighty Hot Rockin' Luvin' Myth!

Do you know what I mean?
Let me make it clearer
You say you need perfection?
I just look in the mirror

Hot Rockin' Luv
Baby, baby, baby, give me sum
Hot Rockin' Luv
Baby, baby, baby, give me sum

Oh, yeah!!

(Hot Rockin' Guitar Solo)

So, baby, come on over!
There's no one better
I'll give you hot luv!
Then you can have my sweater!

You know you want it! Whoo!

Hot Rockin' Luv
Baby, baby, baby, give me sum
Hot Rockin' Luv
Baby, baby, baby, give me sum

Whoo! Yeah!

Hot Rockin' Luv
Baby, baby, baby, give me sum
Hot Rockin' Luv
Baby, baby, baby, give me sum

Baby, baby, baby, give me sum
Baby, baby, baby, give me sum
Baby, baby, baby, give me sum
Baby, baby, baby, give me sum

Whoo! Baby, baby, baby, give me sum
Whoo! Baby, baby, baby, give me sum
Whoo! Baby, baby, baby, give me sum
Whoo! Baby, baby, baby, give me sum

Give me sum
Give me sum
Oh, won't you give me sum
Yeah, give me sum

Baby, baby, baby,
Baby, baby, baby,
Give me sum
Yeah, Give me sum

Baby! Uh-huh!
B-b-b-baby, Yeah!
B-b-b-baby, Alright!
Give me sum! Aw, yeah!!

Give me sum!
Oh, won't you give me sum
Baby, baby, b-b-baby...

Aw, you know the rest.

Give me sum!!!
Sum Hot Rockin' Luv!!!

Whoo! Yeah! Hot Rockin'... Two!!!
 

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