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Ricky
05:08
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Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Won’t you stop the car?
Something funny, if I ain’t crazy
Caught the tree on fire
In a shot, like a Double Wasp
I’m so alive, oh my god
I feel them headlights
Mm, it’s getting hot
Did I turn ‘em on?
I crouch
It’s some hunk in his backseat now
He’s undressing
He lifts his jersey
It’s Ricky, Ricky, the football star’s son
Undone inside his car
He doesn’t know I’m watching
I will turn away soon as his shoulder pad’s unlaced
Just like that
Ricky’s my friend
His dad is a dick
‘Cause he makes him play football
When he’d rather play baseball or basketball
Or maybe something that’s on his game console
I text him, “Do you wanna play ball at the field down the street?”
He texts me, “Yeah, I can swing it,” and “When should we meet?”
I say, “Right now. You bring the bat, you bring the balls. I know you got a ton”
To the field I run
And wait for him to turn the corner of the school
I swing so hard it spins me around
I throw the bat down to the ground
I run so fast like I said I could
He sprints and trips with a dusty thud
Na na-na-na na na, I’m not all talk, no
Haa ha ha ha ha ha, eat chalk
Slide into home plate, still he chases, “Cheater, cheater,” I shout
He squeezes me and says “I got sand in my fucking mouth”
Mmm, you can spit in my eye, yeah
Ya-ho, let’s go, slick slugger
And try the street now
Run me down
K-I-S-S M-E please
On the piss-sop treetop, it’s easy
Said B-L-O-W M-E
You don’t have to spell it out, I’m here, baby
Hey Rick! Look, I’m on fire
You catch me every time
Screw pappy, screw your car
(Said, oh my god)
Slick-Dicky’s shooting far
(You’re my stripe and star)
And they’re all locker room rush stories
Do most what your cocky little cod piece could
And yeah, I wonder what you are
When I suck, you star
(Ricky, Rick, my stripe and Star)
You’re my favorite star, why are you so far, far away?
(Ricky, number 51)
You’re a shiny star, you’re a shooter, Ricky
You’re the Lone Star
(It’s Ricky, Ricky, the Lone Star)
You’re my favorite star, why are you so far away, huh?
Ricky, Ricky
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2. |
Eat It
04:55
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Bad joke
You’re climbing up the oak
Catch ‘em big-buck feet
And eat it
Your knee is icky-split
You can use my sleeve
You do
So sad, what a pretty face you have
And it’s not for me
If I only knew
Why you stare when you stare at me so long
So sad, what a pretty face you have
And it’s not for me
If I only knew
What you’d do if I tried my luck
I play suckerfish, piss or get off
You wanna watch me do it?
Huh?
And it’s you that I hate
When you piss in the lake
Like you said
“You gotta get it hot, the minnows ditched the pot”
And I know it’s true
I do
So drink in the water moccasins
While you close the trunk
Won’t you pick me up?
I think I’m gonna throw up
So sad, what a pretty face you have and it’s not for me
If I only knew
Why you snuck your hand on my leg last night
So sad, what a pretty face you have and it’s not for me
If I only knew
If you’re hinting or being a clown
Much to do ‘bout fooling around
Much to do ‘bout kissing the man
Much to do ‘bout holding hands
Come on, lead-leg, give me something
Drop me off, I book it
To my room and fall on the mess
I begin to undress
And search up and down my sleeve
For where you wiped your knee when it was bloody
Oh, what’s that, now? Could it be?
It do take much to make a slugger bleed
So touch it to your nose
Oh, blessed is your brow
Now touch it to your cheek
My lips and to my mouth
My teeth
My tongue
Lick, spit
Suck it
Chew, swallow
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3. |
Panda Express
05:21
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4. |
Long Lost Pimp
02:14
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So I walk by
Hope to see
Perched, a little lady on that there fence
Let’s go crazy tonight
Lord, I love my life
Are you gonna make me sin?
Yeah, let’s do it again
And again and again and again
And again and again and again, my Lord
I feel like going out
Can you go-go, old man?
I got my hair up, lip gloss
And then I’m gonna put it on tight
You know I do it right
Then touch me again
(Touch me again)
Lord, do it like you said
(Do it like you said)
You are so smart
(My name’s gon’ ricochet)
(You got money and I can sing, come on)
And I’m yours again
My name’s gon’ ricochet
It’s on my man’s money, that’s how I play, said
Again, again, again, again
Again, again, again
Let’s do it again, again, again, again
Forever I am yours again
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5. |
Wichita Falls
06:01
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A kiss on the waterslide
Hot cupholder napkin, spit in the Sprite
“Everything’s alright in Wichita”
“I’ll drive you,” he says
“Do you wanna go?”
Well, of course I do
No, it’s warm, go
With my head in his lap
Watch the world from his pants
And it’s putting all its weight on me
Roll the window up
It’s all sweet skunk and anti-freeze
Put that big stick on D
Run me down 380, huh
They killed all the swans, alright
I pick him a cattail, he says they were chicken fried
I cannot reply
He’s really a bad man
And I know it too
And he’s wondering, do I love him?
Well, of course I do
Marry me tonight
Marry me, if he could, and he would
Said he would tonight
And he’s sticking out his neck again
Wrap my legs around
Oh, loose my yoke, Lord, drown our sin
Put a dime in my mouth, run me ‘round the lake
Lover
How he hold me, what he told me
Holy, holy
(Run me down, I’ll come by your calling)
Come on
Grab me now
I feel I’m slipping
Don’t play fool
Anyone can get hot
So come on
Grab me and throw me into your car
You picked me a lily, the prettiest one
I did not ask for it, it’s all I could want
You pick me right up, you’re carrying me
Into your room
Where I feel that bedspread doom
I think I’m ready anyway
I know that I love you, I don’t know what for
I read every crater and crumb on your floor
Mm, caught by the breast, I’m falling
Into your lap
I blow a wish into your ballsack
And you’ve something to ask
“Do you take me now?”
Uh-huh, I do
And do you love me?
“I do too”
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6. |
Anything Goes
04:00
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Anything, most anything
Most anything goes, goes
You know
Saturday, just Saturday
You told me you loved, loved
That ho
Lou man was swell
I loved him as well
But you could say I threw him away
In case you wanted me to be your girl, well
Anything, not any
Not just any thing’s tight, tight
Like mine
Saturday, your pretty thing
This Saturday night
That’s me, that’s right
No skeet do we eat
You shoot the hoop clean
A bunny for me, first shot
You’re the only man who does me right
On sight
Go on, get me wet
Go on, get your gun
I’m not upset
Come on and spoil the fun
Come on, said
Ha hahahaha ha, hahahahaha
Ha hahahaha ha, hahahahaha
Oh, and I try to stay cool
‘Cause I know I love you no matter what you do
Your game by switch cane knows
Any, anything’ll go
J-uh, j-uh, j-yeah, jackrabbit
Slick j-uh, j-uh, j-yeah, jackrabbit
Quick, cock that hammer and jack that clip
(Cock) be nimble, (jack) be quick
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7. |
Slick-Dick's Baby
07:27
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Come on, Slick-Dick, show ‘em what you got
Birnbaum true, old prophet of the hog
Stain on the shrine of our alma mater
And I feel him here tonight
Uncross my legs when he shakes the bleacher
And I pray for you tonight
Come on, pappy, now
Let me see you howl
Love you, I love you, I love you, high time
That you got me, you love me, you love me too, i’n’t that right?
‘Cause I’m Slick-Dick’s baby now, fat money
And I love the way you howl, so funny
And I love you, I love you, I love you, high time
That you got me, you love me, you love me too, i’n’t that right?
Right now
Uh oh, everyone knows
Uh oh, everyone knows
Uh oh, everyone knows
Uh oh, everyone knows
Big G, little O
Let’s go-go, Ricky, let’s go!
Uh oh, everyone knows
Uh oh, everyone knows
Big G, little O
Big D, that’s Ricky, righto!
Kick that clove-lung, chicle-chewing chump
If you don’t make all-pro, I’ll harsh him up
I whisper some’n ‘bout “step their necks in slow”
I kiss your helmet, sell it
Go, Rick, go!
Everybody knows that I’m Slick-Dick’s baby now, fat money
And I love the way you howl, so funny
And I love you, I love you, I love you, high time
That you got me, you love me, you love me too, i’n’t that right?
‘Cause I’m Slick-Dick’s baby, and I love the way he
Runs, runs, runs like no other
(And I love you)
Love you, I love you, I love you, high time
(I love you)
That you got me, you love me, you love me too, i’n’t that right, now?
They run like there’s something to it
Pig-skinny, true, but God’s on you
So pedal to it
Guns out, pappy
Oh, I thought you looked at me
No, but you turn around, gun it
And knock him out
Love me like the barracks, still and tall
Love me like you love America
And when you choke that fucker, call me wife
And when he’s out, my god, I love my life
Hey, hey, hie
Love you, I love you, I love you, high time
That you run, run, run, run
I’n’t that right, now?
I love you
I love you
Feel him everywhere
I feel him everywhere
I feel him everywhere
I feel him now
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8. |
Resident Evil
06:02
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Kiss him in the morning when he rise
Shine me like a trophy, tell me lies, was it lies
When he said we should recolonize the south?
I say the land talks, it doesn’t have a mouth
Ooh, so angry, you don’t touch me like you touch X-Y-A-B
My country ‘tis of thee
And of thee I sing
Dirty boy, he butter up my womb
I am not phased by anything he do, is it true
I’m the fairest ass to skin that bean bag clean?
Lick to kiss but in the morning, he is mean
Big ball’s in Wonderdogs, America
Go make ‘em chew your cud, huh
‘Cause they would
Spit it, bitch, I know you love me
Oh, I know you oh so well
So rip some snout tonight
(For America)
I know that’s what you like, just know I know
You play Skyrim
Yeah, you kill
The Wonderdogs in Black Ops
And Resident Evil
You take a pill
Oh me, you sod
You’d fuck a dog, wouldn’t you?
You ain’t nothing, honey
No, you ain’t shit
But wow, oh wow, you got me now
Say, Fido, talk your shit
You get away with it
You freak, you fraud
I’m not so odd
I’m not so abominable
I know
I’m a fool
And you’re a fraud
With X’d out eyes
And brains in the, in the Kalita lot
(Feel your Xbox getting hot)
(The night is vengeful)
(The night is mean)
Yes, the night, it’s mean
I have a friend in light
(Hey, that’s me)
We’re in America
And we like
We like it doggy
While watching TV
Resident Evil, Resident Evil
Resident Evil, Resident Evil
Resident Evil, Resident Evil
Resident Evil, Resident Evil
Resident Evil, Resident Evil
Resident Evil
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9. |
Pony Meat
06:03
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When I was born
I bore the milk
For I was born
To boars, stable whores, and animals
My love says I’m wild
Beast, be true, “What should I be?”
“Pretty pony, lie with me”
My love is the only
I think of another still
Kiss just like my 10-buck bill, uh-huh
My man is king
I’ve done his bidding
You ugly thing
You sleep, I will feed the animals
He says I’m pretty
Yet in bathing, all I see
Eyes on the water and a beast beneath
You liar, let me be
So I took him down
I took him down
‘Cause there’s a new boy in town
And we’re famous, shook the ground
We've blood upon our masts
Ooh, I like his limb-limb, slim hip lap
(Oh, I like)
And how he stops my runny mouth with his, like that
(How he likes me)
Though I know he’s never seen me in the light
I think he likes how I thank him
Thank him tonight
(Once more for the animals)
(Once more for the cannibal)
I look to my right
I look to behind
I look to my left
There is no one left
Animals, they’re animals
And now I know
Something was wrong, something was wrong
And now I know
And I’ve not a thing to eat
(And I’ve not a thing to eat, eat, eat)
Animal, you animal
So sweet to me
I didn’t know, how could I know
Just what you mean?
Oh God, make my womb sweet
(So sweet to me, you animal, you freak)
I feel his love inside me
Spill it onto the grass beneath
I plant the seed it provides me
It’s a funny thing
I stop my stupid crying
Stupid, wished me a million things
I eat the dandelion
Lord, wish on me
Love you, I love you, I love you
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10. |
De Kalb
05:34
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Funny man I once knew
And he looked a lot like you
Brought me moon rocks from the storm
And he spoke of what he saw
In the field where we lie
He said, “I’m a funny guy”
“I am a whore, just like you”
“I’m an animal too”
Hey Yesh, won’t you stop the car?
I see something in those trees yonder
If I ain’t crazy, it’s coming up 295
I thought pappy looked at me
It was nothing, nothing
They think I like to cry
And get hot on the brink
I am only moved by corn
I hear the cattle think
And I am touched by light
It touched me in the wheat
Still, I don’t know what it was
Or what it likes romantically
I went back to De Kalb
Not knowing what I’d see
Your name was on a tombstone
Your blood was underneath
And you are so much like me
I knew immediately
But you pick little lilies
Love them in the city
And Lily’s very pretty
Yeah, how could she not be?
But Lily’ll never know your alien-craft like me
Oh no, how could she?
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