by The Dead Milkmen on album Beelzebubba

I know CIA is watching me I'm a target of the FBI and PMRC I do not sleep, I spend my nights worrying of satellites They put an eye into the sky and I did not tell the people why I do not sleep,

by The Dead Milkmen on album Eat Your Paisley

Went out to feed the cattle And to my surprise My lawn was full of bodies Just a gatherin' up the flies A big ol' jet liner Had dropped from out of the sky Well, I was so darn happy That I co

by The Dead Milkmen on album Beelzebubba

Hey I do not like you college brat I do not like you and your frat I do not like you at the shore I do not like you drunk on Coors I do not like your average life I hope you do not take a wi

by The Dead Milkmen on album Beelzebubba

We aren't ourselves, brains on the shelf We'll all wake up when Ringo buys a rifle We live, we breathe, we spread disease That all must end when Ringo buys a rifle People told him what to say O

by The Dead Milkmen on album Eat Your Paisley

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by The Dead Milkmen on album Eat Your Paisley

Paul told us all he's gonna have a baby But Jeanie said,. "Paul can't do that" So Paul got mad and left in a hurry Now Jeanie's sure he forgot his hat I've got fifty things to do But I'll get back to

by The Dead Milkmen on album Miscellaneous

This song fits the mood I'm in Trying to push something out of a pen Don't know how, where or when I started to hate you I started to hate you I started to hate you I started to hate you I started to

by The Dead Milkmen on album Miscellaneous

On my TV screen Every Labor Day Fuckin' Jerry Lewis Make him go away Make him go away Make him go away He's fucked up my Labor Day Make him go away One, two, three, four Jerry Lewis, I'm comin' to g

by The Dead Milkmen on album Stoney's Extra Stout (Pig)

There are others, and then there is myself I must learn to distinguish the others from myself They are separate people, with different personalities They might not like the things I like They mi

by The Dead Milkmen on album Bucky Fellini

Built ourselves a city and we made it out of mud We dried it off this morning, out there in the desert sun And we never do no working, just sit and watch TV Well, I finally found a city, full of pe

by The Dead Milkmen on album Metaphysical Graffiti

We've got to get together And we've got to save the snails Let's board the purple spaceships Before they set sail I want a Yes reunion And you know I want one now No more Anderson Walkman, Bu

by The Dead Milkmen on album Miscellaneous

Tuesday, yes, it was Tuesday When I saw my congressman coming out of the titty bar He didn't look like my congressman but that's okay Nobody really looks like themselves anymore I think it's got some

by The Dead Milkmen on album Bucky Fellini

You are invited To the 'Blood Orgy of the Atomic Fern' You are invited So, bring something we can burn You are invited You might wanna bring some extra towels Just in case someone Happens to

by The Dead Milkmen on album Bucky Fellini

There's a place In San Anton Where I can go And not feel alone Tacoland, it's a panacea Tacoland, they're always glad to see ya You'll understand When you go on Down to Tacoland When I

by The Dead Milkmen on album Miscellaneous

Life sucks, then you die And your soul gets sucked into the sky Birds sing, I wonder why You eat a bowl of cereal and sigh You're late for your class You're walkin' the halls without a pass Big deal

by The Dead Milkmen on album Soul Rotation

Are we not the living proof of the idiot God who placed us here Are we not his dirty children, his unwashed sons who he holds dear Are we not the proof that there may've been another creator If t

by The Dead Milkmen on album Bucky Fellini

I've got a kid, his name is Scott He's goin' blind and his blood just will not clot The doctors line in rows To stick tubes up Scotty's nose There is the field Where Scotty used to play Until

by The Dead Milkmen on album Eat Your Paisley

I will trim your fir trees And I will light your fire And I will wrestle alligators In your swampland of desire And I will come upon you like Lightning from above And I will plant my feet into

by The Dead Milkmen on album Miscellaneous

Listen, woman, you needn't look so stupid When I call your name out loud 'Cos everybody knows that you're a sweet-smiling girl With intelligence, you know how I wouldn't want anyone else to know Abou

by The Dead Milkmen on album Big Lizard in My Backyard

Violence rules, violence rules, violence rules Violence rules, violence rules Violence rules, guns are cool And we've got guns in our school Violence rules, guns are cool And we've got guns in our sc