groovin' with a bricker

Good God.
Would you like to tango, I asked a bimbo,
who was standing up against a wall,
I was thinking baby, that you would maybe,
like to nibble on my left testicle.
I know it costs me money, but let me tell you, honey,
I've a wallet as thick as your head.
but I'm standing with a bricker,

so won't you drop your knickers
and we'll party till me face turns red.

Come on and make my jumbo tame and cause me pain,

in your frilly nighty,
you've got a power over me, but you got a disease,
I will go fucking crazy

Give me some of your sweet loving honey,

if you spank me bitch, I'll give you extra money

Ah ah alright now, ah ah motherfucker x2

I couldn't stop sneezing with my dix it was freezing,

so the bimbo parked her arse on my face,
I was in paradise, she was feeling baptized,

cause my jumbo started poking her face.
But once she started leaking, the bitch started speaking and she bore me more than I will admit,
I didn't pay to converse, just want a feel of your arse

and a really good look at your tits

Come on and meet my swollen gland,

you can use your hands, so long as they're washed.
you put a rubber over me and it's smelly,

but I am burning with lust

Give me some of your sweet loving honey,

if you'll be my sweetie, I'll be your sugar daddy

Ah ah alright now, ah ah motherfucker x2

Little Jack Horner sat in the corner,

till I told him where to go,
well, the babe she was willing, but my bum he was filming and my arse ain't the star of the show,
I only wanted to poke, but when we were done,

I was broke, cause the baby nicked all of my bread,
now I'm feeling lousy, as I stand in my undies,

cause the bitch stole my Levi's as well

I paid for love, but now I've paid the price,
yeah!, I paid to come, now I've been circumcised.....(x2)

I'm circumcised, I've victimized, I'm sterilized I'm paralyzed,
I'm circumcised, I've victimized, I'm sterilized I'm paralyzed,
(repeat till end)

"My arse is hanging out!"

(c) s.a.smith/zeekthefreak

recorded at the Flabby Road Studios, Alkmaar

Zeek: vocals, guitar, drum simulator, synthesizer

Barry Krishna: bass guitar

The Lizard: solo guitar

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let it rain

God bless you woman, you've found my G-spot at last
and the TV is zooming, so let's check the weather forecast
I hope it rains for days and days, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
and then we can spend that time on bed.

Let's do it in style and don't stop till the feeling has passed
and don't touch that dial, let's check the weather forecast
I hope it rains for days and days, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
and then we can spend that time in bed.

Ah! shit, there's a heatwave in sight, hit the beach

and then sweat my balls off at night,
my TV aerial I must adjust

and get my favourite weather forecast
I hope it rains for days and days, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
and then we can spend that time in bed.

I hope it rains for days and days, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
and then we can spend that time in bed.

(c) s.a.smith/zeekthefreak

recorded at the Flabby Road Studios, Alkmaar

Zeek: backing vocals, guitar, bass, drum simulator,

Stuffie: keyboards

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springtime nutcase

Part one

The clock ticks on the wall, he goes as slow as hell
when will you visit me again, I need my shots,
I'm losing it, I can tell
I'm a springtime nutcase
and when the leaves fall, I go looby-loo
Need my medication or I'm out of here,
distorting railways and traffic,whow, whow, whow............

I can see things flying 'round,
everyone is angry, 'cause I am me.
Yeah, I feel I'm psycho bound,
they'll lock me up and throw away the key
I'm a springtime nutcase
and when the leaves fall, I go looby-loo
Need my medication or I'm out of here,
distorting railways and traffic,
I'm a springtime nutcase,whow whow whow,

just ignore me
I'm a springtime nutcase,whow whow whow,

just ignore me
I'm a springtime nutcase

Part two (featuring Cup of tea)

I'm fuckin' nut, I'm a fuckin' crazy,

I'll blow your fuckin' brains out, I don't give a shit.
Fuckin' spring nut, my eyes are fuckin' hazy,

don't start muthafucka's or I'll kill you all.
Homeboy a waste sucking on his mother's tit,

I'll waste you asshole, cause I'm a lunatic.
Fuck the world and fuck everyone, don't fuckin' need you loony number one

Kiss my ass, if I sit on your face,
I'm pulling the strings of the human race,
reprimanded by society's cunts,
live like a madman, live like a runt
doctors can't stop me, I've gone too far
I am wasted loony number one
do you hear me muthafuckas?

Get down with the psycho beat, everybody in the house move yer body and groove to the psycho freak, muthafuckas.... freak out

(c) s.a.smith/zeekthefreak

recorded at the Flabby Road Studios, Alkmaar, except drums, recorded Entropy Studio, Schagen

Zeek: vocals

the Rebel Jesus: guitar

the Bonz: guitar

Miep: bass guitar

Stuffie: Keyboards

Daan the man: drums

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his homosapien dream

He watched me dance with his sister-in-law,

the sweat it trickled down the smile of his jaw,
His eyes were swaying like the bells of Notre Dam,
he had but one thing on his mind.

his garlic breath made my hair stand on end,
his eyes they twinkled when he thought

he'd found a friend
his nerves twitch made me dance like the insane

(as he said)
come with me and I'll free you from your chains.

I was heading for a way of life, I did not want to know
and when I realized his bones they cracked
when they hit the floor,
I ain't prejudice and cannot help you if I turn you on
Go your own way, but just leave me,
in my hetero-world where I feel safe

and if I'm gonna get raped...Let it be a babe.

He shrugged his shoulders and remarked life is a bitch
why can't I get what I want when I get the itch,
just for a moment, I felt sorry for the flake (but he tried)
to embrace me and that's where he made his last mistake

he was heading for a way of life, he did not want to know
sustained by injuries, why couldn't he just have let it go
I know it's a free world and do not mind,

what turns you on
Go your own way, but just leave me,
in my hetero-world where I feel safe

and if I'm gonna get raped...Let it be a babe.

(c) s.a.smith/zeekthefreak

recorded at the Flabby Road Studios, Alkmaar

Zeek: vocals, guitar, synthesizer

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freakin' out with the necrophiliac cowboy

The body's freezing, a tit you know I am squeezing,
I like to groove with stiffs that don't move
no heartbeat gives me a thrill, I check hospital records

for the terminally ill,
then you'll find me dancing around a graveyard
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I pork dead bodies
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm regularly getting laid by babes

who've kicked the bucket,
you know if she's lifeless, man I'm gonna fuck it,
to you, it may seem a farce, as I kick the stiff's arse,
then I'll dance around the graveyard in the nude
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I pork dead bodies
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Maybe perverted, but it's a way of life,
getting all the perks of a relationship

without a nagging wife

I'm a necrophiliac, (necrophiliac)
I'm a necrophiliac, (necrophiliac)
I'm a necrophiliac, (necrophiliac)
I'm a necrophiliac cowboy

(c) s.a.smith/zeekthefreak

recorded at the Flabby Road Studios, Alkmaar

Zeek: vocals, guitar, drum simulator, synthesizer

Barry Krishna: bass guitar

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drowning in the demon drink

Lord, have mercy on my soul,

the devil took my heart and home,
demon drink is on my back

and it's wrapped around my bottleneck,
I'm trying to break these chains, though I know

I ain't no quitter please help me

I live from one day to another, can make no future plans, gotta get out of the gutter before I rot in hell
I'm crying as the whisky stains my life,

I know I'm dying so please help me

(c) s.a.smith/zeekthefreak

recorded at the Flabby Road Studios, Alkmaar

Zeek: vocals, guitar,

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bedtime for colin

Someone help me, cause I've gone into seclusion,
open up my head and find a solution,
wake me up, cause I'm no longer tired,
start up my motor, make sure my engine's fired

Bedtime for Colin, cause I am lying in a coma,
doesn't mean I ain't alive,
Bedtime for Colin, won't someone hold my hand

I hear you talking, but I never answer,
my lips are sealed and my thoughts are solitaire,
scrape me off the floor, pour me into a mould,
I don't wanna die, I just wanna grow old

Bedtime for Colin, cause I am lying in a coma,
doesn't mean I ain't alive,
Bedtime for Colin, won't someone hold my hand

I'm not a vegetable, I just can't communicate,
I lie here motionless, yeah! I know it's late

(c) s.a.smith/b.lute/zeekthefreak

recorded at the Flabby Road Studios, Alkmaar

the Rebel Jesus: guitar

Zeek: vocals

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life on the jolly bucking fastbard

do-root, do-root, do-root,do-roo,

doobidee doobidee doo doo
do-root, do-root, do-root,do-roo,

doobidee doobidee doo doo

Oh! swabbing the deck and drinking our rum
(a pirates life for us)
we think we're cool, but you say we're scum
(and Jesus Christ that hurts)
Sailing the seas in search of treasure
(one day, we'll be rich)
and kicking the shit out of you for pleasure
(oooh yaaa.........etc)

We're the crew of the Bucking Fastbard,
we're black-bearded, patchy eyed,
We don't kill, but we really slap hard,
especially when we slap our thighs.....ooow!

do-root, do-root, do-root,do-roo,

doobidee doobidee doo doo
do-root, do-root, do-root,do-roo,

doobidee doobidee doo doo

Oh! swabbing the decks, an everyday chore
(and catching some fish with our hooks)
we sail into port and we bonk a whore
(avoiding the one with plooks)
Hoist up the mast, we're setting sail
(with the wind behind our backs)
on the menu, tonight is biscuit and whale
(Oh! Jesus Christ that sucks)

We're the crew of the Bucking Fastbard,
we're black bearded, patchy eyed,
We don't kill, but we really slap hard,
especially when we slap our thighs.....ooow!

do-root, do-root, do-root,do-roo,

doobidee doobidee doo doo
do-root, do-root, do-root,do-roo,

doobidee doobidee doo doo

Oh! swabbing the decks ten times a day
(no wonder, we're always moaning)
No women for months, so we're all gay
(quite partial to a buggering)
up in the crows nest, the look out keeps watch
(with eagle eyes he looks)
avoiding the lighthouse and sharp jaggy rocks)
(otherwise, we're fucked)

We're the crew of the Bucking Fastbard,
we're black bearded, patchy eyed,
We don't kill, but we really slap hard,
especially when we slap our thighs.....ooow!

do-root, do-root, do-root,do-roo,

doobidee doobidee doo doo
(sailor's shanty)

(c) s.a.smith/zeekthefreak

recorded at the Flabby Road Studios, Alkmaar

Zeek: all vocals, guitar, 

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insane (in vain)

The insane bang their heads off the concrete walls
going crazy from medication injected anal
Running down the corridor, but there's no escape,
so they swing from the trees, casually dressed as apes.

Rounded up like sheep by the big fat nurse,
grotesque with Hitler moustache and massive tits,
sarcastically she probes them with electric sticks,
but tell me who is mental and who holds the tricks

God it ain't a fucking picknick in the loony bin
when another night beckons and the screams begin
got to play with themselves to hide nerves of steel
but the door's locked shut in the psycho jail

(c) s.a.smith/zeekthefreak

recorded at the Flabby Road Studios, Alkmaar

Zeek: vocals, guitar, bass, synthesizer, drum simulator 

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