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favorite line from a song?

"I need a miracle EVERY Day ! "
G Dead
 
zefflyn said:
Elvis, Elvis, Elvis, Elvis, Elvis, Elvis, Elvis, needs boats!



Mojo Nixon really knows how to write them :thumbup
Click to expand...

:laughing "Michael J Fox has no Elvis in him..."

My favorite Mojo song was "3 Foot Anti-Christ"!
 
Life goes by so fast, you only want to do what you think is right. close your eyes and then it's past; story of my life.....
-Social Distortion.
 
"Columnated ruins domino"

words by Van Dyke Parks, music by Brian Wilson
 
"I, Mojo Nixon, am the anti-Morrissey"

and I'm out in the front yard
sawin' up bill collectors with a chainsaw
 
:laughing

"I don't wanna be in your big daddy boss theater of the retarded!"

"Debbie Gibson is havin my 2-headed love child!"

"I wanna be stuffin Marrrrrrrrrrrrrtha's muffin!"

"Where the hell's my money!"

So many memories, so many good songs!
 
rusted syringes and half-thought disposal
a burial at sea
waste water graveyard
swimming in disease

breathe!

this is the world
it's not working
this is this earth

breathe! breathe, you fucker!

Breathe-Ministry
 
Tell Sanchito that if he knows what is good for him he'd best go run and hide.
Daddy’s got a new .45.
And I won’t think twice to stick that barrel straight down Sancho’s throat.
Believe me when I say that I got somethin for his punk ass.

--Sublime (man they kicked ass)!


How bout marley...

one good thing about music;
when it hits you feel no pain.
So hit me with music.
hit me with music now.
 
It was the blackest night
There was no moon in sight
You know the stars ain’t shinin’
’cause the sky’s too tight
I heard the scarey wind
I seen some ugly trees
There was a werewolf honkin’
’long the side of me

I’m mean ’n I’m bad, y’know I ain’t no sissy
Got a big-titty girly by the name of chrissy
Talkin’ about her ’n my bike ’n me...
’n this ride up the mountain of mystery, mystery

I noticed even the crickets
Was actin’ weird up here
And so I figured I might
Just drink a little beer
I said, gimme summa that what yer suckin’ on...
But there was no reply
’cause she was gone...

Where’s those titties that I like so well
’n my goddamn beer!
Is what I started to yell, then I heard this noise
Like a crunchin’ twig, ’n up jumped the devil...he’s about this big...

He had a red suit on
An’ a widow’s peak
An’ then a pointed tail
’n like a sulphur reek
Yes, it was him awright
I sweared I knowed it was
He had some human flesh
Stuck underneath his claws
You know it looked to me
Like it was titty skin
I said, you sonofabitch!
’cause I was mad at him,
Well he just got out his floss
’n started cleanin’ his fang
So I shot him with my shooter
Said: bang bang bang

Then the sucker just laughed ’n said, put it away...
You know, I ate her all up...now what you
Gonna say?
You ate my chrissy? titties ’n all!
Well, what about the beer then, boy? were the cans
This tall?
Even her boots? would I lie to you?
Shit, you musta been hungry! yes, this is true.
Well don’t they pay you good for the
Stuff that you do?
Well, you know, I can’t complain when the checks come through...

Well I want my chrissy, ’n I want my beer
So you just barf it back up now, devil,
Do you hear?

Blow it out your ass, motorcycle man! I mean, I am the devil,
Do you understand? just what will you give me
For your
Titties and beer? I suppose you noticed this little
Contract here... yer goddam right, you son-of-a-whore,
Don’t call me that
That’s about the only reason
...gimme that paper...bet yer ass I’ll sign...
’cause I need a beer, ’n it’s titty-squeezin’ time

Man, you can’t fool me...you ain’t that bad...
I mean you shoulda seen some of the souls I had...
Why there was milhous nixon ’n agnew, too...
’n both of those suckers was worse ’n you...

Well, let’s make a deal if you think that’s true
I mean, you’re the devil, so whatcha gonna do?

(improvised dialog)
Wait a minute...a tinge of doubt crosses my mind...when you say...
That you want to make a deal with me...

That’s very, very true
I’m only interested in two things
Yeah?
See if you can guess what they are

I would think...uh...let’s see, maybe stravinsky...

I’ll give you two clues. let go of your pickle

What?

Let go of your pickle!

I’m not holding my pickle

Well, who’s holding your pickle then?

I don’t know...she’s out in the audience...
Hey dale, would you like to come up here and hold
My pickle to satisfy this weird man out on the stage?

I’m only interested in two things, and that’s
Titties and beer
You know what I mean?
What?
Titties and beer
Titties and beer
Titties and beer
Titties and beer
Titties and beer
Titties and beer
Titties and beer!
Titties and beer!
I don’t know if you’re the right guy?
Titties and beer!
Titties and beer!

No! don’t sign it! give me time to think...
I mean hold on a second boy, ’cause that’s magic ink!

And then the devil let go of his pickle
And out come my girl, there was her titties
Flop-floppin’...all around the world

She said I got me three beers and a fistful of downs
And I’m gonna get ripped, so fuck, you clowns!
Then she gave us the finger, it was rigid and stiff
That’s when the devil, he farted
And she went right over the cliff!
The devil was mad, I took off to my pad
I swear I do declare, how did she get back there?
I swear I do declare, how did she get back there?
I swear I do declare, how did she get back there?
I swear I do declare, how did she get back there?
I swear I do declare, how did she get back there?

Mr. Zappa
 
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Is it luck?

She said she wanted my body and not my mind
so I showed her my dictionary
to show the words that I know
and from not what I examined
how loquacious i can be when I set my mind down to it
And she wasn't impressed
no no no no no no no no no no no no no
She wasn't impressed at all.
She whispered in my ear
she said, "You wanna get lucky little boy?"
 
I know the last page so well/
I can't read the first.
So I just don't start/
It's getting worse.

Nada Surf, Inside of Love
 
my brakes are on fire from trying to slow down. I'm alway's burning my tires and horn is to loud
I catch people staring looking funny at me
when I step to the window and I toss a TV
sometimes I get crazy and makes a big scene
but when hit 21 I want to stand up and scream
I'm filthy rich with laughter. I'm too big for the room
from two stories up a zenith makes a big boom
 
i need to know the important information: wheres my hat? whats for dinner? how come all my friends are asian?
 
my name is shaun
they call me bubba_s
I got some shoes
and my mama's all dressed
 
She wore big knickers and she worked at the sewage farm.
Got my hands down her jeans and I nearly lost half my arm.
But after ten pints, she looked quite fit,
Couldn't wait to get my hands on her flabby tits.
So I said, Slap that and ride the ripples,
I just got to get my gob round her greasy nipples.
Flabby arse, sweaty breasts, thirty eight chins,
she was a mound of flesh.
Sweaty Betty, she eats a lot of pies,
Sweaty Betty, she's got enormous thighs,
Sweaty Betty, have you smelled her breath?
Sweaty Betty, she'd crush a man to death.

I knew that she wanted me to shag her,
so I stabbed her cunt with my mutton dagger.
I couldn't believe the size of her bum,
She used to play for Wigan at the back of the scrum.
I've seen nowt like it since the day I was born,
But you know me, I'll shag owt that's warm.

Sweaty Betty, she eats a lot of chips,
Sweaty Betty, she's got massive tits,
Sweaty Betty, she's got a huge vagina,
Sweaty Betty, you'd fit a bus inside her,
She's so obscene, three tons of margarine,
She's like a lump of lard
But Sweaty Betty makes my willy hard.


Oh, wups, best LINE?

Alone here in the kitchen I feel there’s something missing,
I’d beg for some forgiveness but begging’s not my business,
And she won’t write a letter although I always tell her,
And so it’s my assumption I’m really up the junction...
 
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