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Robot UnderGround
05:02
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Well everybody got to see her
Everybody got to the gig
Hollow eyes, liquefied into a Little Pink Pig
Well everybody got to see it
Well Annie got her Mona Lisa
It looked cock-eyed wouldn't let 'er paint dry
for that Little Pink Pig
Hey well are yah ready? Yeah
For my new sound?
Who's sitting pretty?
With that ugly hoe her mojo always got to
Dig that Robot Underground Yeah
Baby dig that Robot Underground Yeah
That baby ain't mine Yeah baby ain't mine
Baby ain't mine Baby ain't mine
Well angry grew her blisters
The scissors got caught in her wig
We all know she lied testifying about a Little Pink Pig
Well everybody got to see her
Everybody got to the gig
Hollow eyes liquefied into a Little Pink Pig
Hey are you ready? Yeah
For my new sound?
Who's sitting pretty?
With that ugly glow her mojo always got to
Dig that Robot Underground Yeah
Baby dig that Robot Underground Yeah\
That baby ain't mine Yeah baby ain't mine
Baby ain't mine Baby ain't mine
Hey Baby you a singer? Or you just a vacuum cleaner?
Ahhhh there's your middle finger...
If it ain't the end of the world then something ain't right
Solo
Baby ain't mine Yeah Baby ain't min Yeah
Hey are you ready? Yeah
For my new sound?
Who's sitting pretty?
With that ugly glow her mojo always got to
Dig that Robot Underground Yeah
Dig that Robot Underground Yeah
Dig that Robot Yeah
Baby ain't mine Yeah Baby ain't mine
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Shoes
03:15
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Try as I do but the shoe don't seem to fit me right
Try as I do but the shoe don't seem to fit me right
Well it's way too tight, kept me up all night
Try Try Try
Try as I do but the shoe don't seem to fit me
Well call up the doc cause when you walk baby that ship don't sail right
Your boots may be on fire but your soul's a little burnt out
Waterlogged and tired
It's the Cinderella Cruise but your pumpkins got the blues tonight
Well it's way too tight, kept me up all night
Try Try Try
Try as I do but the shoe don't seem to fit me right
Kick it up
Let me be your shire
You can be my Canadian Tire
Solo
Try as I do but the shoe and your boots don't seem to fit me right
No they don't baby Try as I do but this shoe
Pumpkins and boots Don't seem to fit me right
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Like a tide retreating their tears broke the dam
The sky looked angry as it blinded them
Poised to be haunted all I wanted were a few
broken mirrors and a few years to fix You
Fa la la la Fa la la la Fa la la la la
Like the rust stained bumpers takin' offers at my knee
Like the dead cast shadows over my friend Willy
Well baby don't be taunted by the shine off that moon
I bet my monkey will never forget You
CHROME Yeah it's shiny and cheap
Groovin' on that grapevine like your honey grows off my batteries
CHROME Ya Ya Yeah CHROME Ya Ya Yeah
Well baby save some Chrome for me
Like a tide retreating their tears broke the dam
The sky looked angry as it blinded them
Poised to be haunted all I wanted were a few
broken mirrors and a few years to fix You
Fa la la la Fa la la la la
Solo
CHROME Yeah baby it's shiny and cheap
Well groovin' on that grapevine
like your honey glows off my batteries
CHROME
CHROME Ya Ya Yeah
CHROME Ya Ya Yeah
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Hell Hound
04:38
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Well if time were a train everybody want to get it back to a time when you could of in that rusty blue Cadillac
Hell Hound's on your trail baby
Well everybody knows that the track only goes to the next depot
Like pinchin' needles from the haystack
Hell Hound's on your trail baby
Well everybody's got to leave their war machine behind
Baby she don't need to live maybe she don't need to live or die
Gotta grease them wheels and let that train slip by
Why's your skin so pale?
Maybe that Hell Hound's on your trail
Slip
Well your sky is a drug my life's just a rehab Gee he had it all but then I guess your monkey don't fall far from the tree
Hey Everybody Look They got an elevator for me Looks real fancy Goes down as far as the eye can see
Well everybody gotta leave their war machine behind
Baby she don't need to live maybe she don't need to live or die
Just gotta grease them wheels and watch that train slip by
Why's your skin so pale Willy?
Slip
Your dog
Your dog house
is next to the train tracks
Solo
Well everybody's got to leave their war machine behind
Baby she don't need to live maybe she don't need to live or die
Just gotta grease them wheels and let that old train slip by
Why's your skin so pale baby?
Maybe that Hell Hound's on your trail baby
That Hell Hound's on your trail baby
Hell Hound's on your trail?
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Gong Show
04:29
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Change the freakin' channel before Daddy snaps
Momma ain't happy til the neighbours hear her whip crack
A fly on the wall on the fly will peer through the corner of its lazy eye
Blue blue blue blue blue
Well the band don't play if the club ain't payin'
The band don't play baby you know what I'm sayin'
Nobody knows nobody Somebody call somebody
I gotta find somebody that won't freak me out in this Gong Show Town
That's right Jimmy Let her buck
Change the freakin' menu before I gotta change my pants
Bible belts and bloody belt buckles for this red neck barn dance
Two ply on the wall when the whiskey ain't right
Pick a cherry from the tree and it ain't ripe
Blah blah blah blah blah
Well the band don't play if that hen ain't layin'
Well the band don't play Baby what square you playin'?
Nobody knows nobody Somebody call somebody
I gotta find somebody that won't freak me out
in your Gong Show Town ew who ew who
who ew who who who who ew who who
Snaid in a cough
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Frankie
05:54
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Frankie Frankie
Have you faked your death lately? I'm Frankie
Well dance me a jig when your dance floor is high
Roll me up a guinea pig for that spirit in your sky before I'm burned
by this afternoon sun
I may make my middle finger but Hey I'm glad you all did come
Well I could change your life but you'll always be the same
Well I could be the skirt throwing the dirt on your grave
Well your blood may be gone but I'm still crawlin' through your veins
It'll be the last time the sun will shine onto your face
Hey I'm glad you all did come
Tweedle de do Tweedle de dumb
Baby there's a Vampire in Edmonton
Tweedle de do Tweedle de dumb
Baby it could be only one
There's a Vampire in Edmonton
Frankie Frankie Have you been born again lately?
Come on Baby I'm Frankie
Dance me a jiggy jig when your dance floor is high
Roll me up a guinea pig for that spirit in your sky before I'm burned
by this afternoon sun I may make my middle finger but
Hey I'm glad you all did come
Well I could change your life but you'll always be this lame
Well I could tear out your heart but you'll always be my slave
Well I may hear your cries and the blood clots in my eyes
Sometimes the monkey shines all over this place
and the rope slips away but
Hey I'm glad you all did come
Tweedle de do Tweedle de dumb
Baby there's a Vampire in Edmonton
Tweedle de do Tweedle de dumb
It could be anyone
There's a Vampire in Edmonton
Solo
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Implosion (Instrumental)
01:42
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10. |
The Electric Arc
05:42
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There's some dudes who hate to love my disco
Their old ladies hip hop'in like a bag of jello
Hit your table bump the puddle from my cup
But without the dead air hey they just won't shut up
Cindy's bell's goin' ding ding ding
Yeah she's into that Quasimodo thing
Her hippy's blind but he's seen the light
He said Baby you haven't lived till you've died trying
Whatcha do ~ When your life is just my coaster ~ 'in right now
Randy make me poster
Baby why you so dark
ELECTRIC ARC MY ELECTRIC ARC
Well there's some dudes who hate to love my disco
Their old ladies hip hop'in like a bag of jello
Hit your table bump the puddle from my cup
But without my dead air hey they just won't shut up
Whatcha do ~ Your just a gun range poster ~ 'in right now
I yank my pistol from its holster
Holster Holster Holster
I won't be denied My Frankenstein
MY ELECTRIC ARC MY ELECTRIC ARC
Me your God You just my Lightening Rod
Well it's a fact baby Frankie's been in town
show'in up to shut down my ELECTRIC ARC
Your candy's rottin' and I (inaudible) but I hip hop hip hop till ya'
ELECTRIC ARC
Wave a flag like it's made out of a body bag
MY ELECTRIC ARC ELECTRIC ARC ELECTRIC ARC
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11. |
Worm Hole (Instrumental)
01:47
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Les Robot Victoria, British Columbia
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Les Robot is an experimental rock guitarist from Canada's beautiful west coast. He specializes in a blend of Instrumental Rock he calls 'Weirdo Cinema Shred'
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