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Sit on my face and tell me that you love me. I'll sit on your face and tell you I love you, too. I love to hear you oralize. When I'm between your thighs.
Why do you make me feel so bad?. Why do you bother to act so sad?. Well, you created it, you created it, I believed in it. . Cease to exist, cease to exist.
I live it high cost of licin tell me why give it all. Inside you gotta head high one size fits all. Head ride you decide. Sweet sweet ride 1969. . I live it why ya gotta limit, crossed grin now i.
I live inside. All invited inside. Eyes flutter feathers. My hairs fair like weather. I've blown my recovery. Living is nice. . When you're spun like a kite.
I follow my sight sound. You mind seeing eye sound. I recovered rebound. Your silence is unsound. . I carried your weight around. You leave me to fly down.
Grandmas patch stole a hen party chicken. Scratch see how your garden grows. Get a thread and amend us both please. Well this I know. . Grandmas girl is coming down.
My angeling steeping green gel anodyne. I never meant to but I'd love to. You be me and I'll be you. I never said I had to lie to. I need it I bleed - S.F.W..
Special guest vocalist, Mike's dad: Bob McCormick. (Mike's dad appears courtesy of Mike's mom). . There once was a time when the country was wide. A time before cars and planes and minivans. So, to move things from one place to the other, the railroad was built. But it just didn't up and build itself. Nope, it was built by the railroad men. And among these men was a man among men among men among men among men among men, a man as tall as the sky and as wide as the land. A man who could lay track faster than anyone else could run. A man with the strength of ten men. His name was John Henry, and I'm not gonna sing about him. No, I'm gonna sing about a lesser know figure, one who doesn't deserve a song. A man as lazy as a thousand men. A man who could barely raise his own body off the ground. A man who was barely a man at all. His name was Mike McCormick..
When I joined a band I thought my life was pretty cool. We'd stay in hotels with room service and pools. Sign body parts for fans. Check into rehab and smash up the van.
Can't think of anything to sing about. Not much out there to sing about. The world's okay, the weather's fine. No need to sing about that. . I'll sing about.
Let me tell you a story about scary Ned. Scariest guy to ever wet a bed. He had hands on his arms and eyes on his head. But they weren't his. . He'd go down to the market and try to scare the fish.
As a little boy I dreamed of playing Rock and Roll. Playing in stadiums with every ticket sold. Seven figure income from a six string guitar. Dating gorgeous women and drivin' custom cars.
Santa's coming and he's gonna kick your ass. he's gonna kick your ass. he's gonna kick your ass. Santa's coming and he's gonna kick your ass. 'cause you've always been a rotten little brat.
Ohhhh.... Santa's coming and he's gonna kick your ass. He's gonna kick your ass. He's gonna kick your ass. Santa's coming and he's gonna kick your ass.