My Ass Is On Fire Mr. Bungle

You knew all along, goddammit But you wouldn't tell me Well, look at you now It's not funny, my ass is on fire Paraplegic, inhuman liar On your face Carve a smile Everything's great Suffocate It's beyond

My A*s Is On Fire Mr. Bungle

You knew all along, goddammit But you wouldn't tell me Well, look at you now It's not funny, my ass is on fire Paraplegic, inhuman liar Carve a smile On your face Everything's great Suffocate

The Girls of Porn Mr. Bungle

Okay, all you pus-sucking motherfuckers out there It's time to win a chance to butt-bang Your daughter's tight virgin cherry ass to caller #666 The urge is too much to take All I can think about

Squeeze Me Macaroni Mr. Bungle

pong Your Milky Way is M'n'M in your britches And I'll tell you Baby Ruth it looks mighty delicious Keep blowing my gum, cuz here I come I'm gonna get you all sticky with my Bubble Yum Knick knack

Squeeze Me Macaroni Mr. Bungle

I wanna lock Betty Crocker in the kitchen And knock her upper during supper Clutter up her butter gutter Your Milky Way is M'n'M in your britches Hostess Ding Dong wrapped an eggroll around my wong While

None Of Them Knew They Were Robots Mr. Bungle

Augustine's light He's paying the bills and they're doing him proud They can float their burnt offerings on assembler clouds With omega point in the sight The new Franklins fly their kites And the

The Air-Conditioned Nightmare Mr. Bungle

Inside of me today There is no one Only asteroids and empty space A waste ...They\''re looking through the windows at me...

After School Special Mr. Bungle

My mom is better than Your mom and your dad too She knows nutrition well That's why I'm trim & lean Because she cooks She cleans She lies...she says I'm handsome Once dad hit me so hard Mom

Carousel Mr. Bungle

A carnival for the human race Cotton candy, happy face A child talking with his mouth full Girlfriend gets stuffed animal A festive mood is all around Another world is what we've found Step right

Merry Go Bye Bye Mr. Bungle

They're shining searchlights in the sky 'Cause there's a new God in the sign It says their map is not their terrier work And then I broke my telescope But that's the nature of the game And you have

Slowly Growing Deaf Mr. Bungle

As the congregation grows The lung of solitude deflates To my ears the greatest sin Feel a bit like Beethoven Simultaneous they speak unbeknownst Exiled to the inner voice, difference is...

Dead Goon Mr. Bungle

happy - a jerk beyond a smile An asphyxiophile Walking the plank, swallowing dirt I'm the Humper; stop hitting me Johnny - just skin and juice and hair A hero unaware Tied in a knot beneath giggling My

Dead Goon Mr. Bungle

a jerk beyond a smile An asphyxiophile I'm the Humper; stop hitting me Walking the plank, swallowing dirt Johnny - just skin and juice and hair A hero unaware Tied in a knot beneath giggling My

Love is a Fist Mr. Bungle

Clenched emotions 'Round my ween Feel my heart beat Off and your head in I feel strongly about violence Love is a fist There's no effort To what's in Open faced Knuckle sandwich I feel

Quote Unquote Mr. Bungle

All behold the spectacle A fleshy limbless rectangle Sitting on a pedestal So nasal handicapable Sniff and remember silver ball Contortions that he can't recall The torso on a trampoline The happiness

Ars Moriendi Mr. Bungle

He who hears in the vast silence He who wafts on the red wind \"In extremis\" He who leaps across the precipice He who steals pearls from the ashes \"Ride si sapis\" 'Ave atque vale' I shall rise

Retrovertigo Mr. Bungle

Before you advertise All the fame is implied With no fortune unseen Sell the rights To your blight Time-machine While I'm dulled by excess And a cynic at best My art imitates crime Paid for by

Stubb (a Dub) Mr. Bungle

Treading underfoot and stinking ass Hold the door aside and let her pass Glaucoma Reflections of a bloated lie A life stored in your cloudy eye Now it's time to say goodbye Stubb a Dub will never

Pink Cigarette Mr. Bungle

Hush me, touch me Perfume, the wind and the leaves Hush me, touch me The burns, the holes in the sheets I'm hoping the smoke Hides the shame I've got on my face Cognac and broken glass All these

Platypus Mr. Bungle

Ornithorhynchus anatinus - platypus Sleeping geology On the isolated shore For millions of years Experimental continent On purpose or accident?

Everyone I Went to High School with Is Dead Mr. Bungle

And I can't help but feel pain All those familiar faces Come back to haunt me again Whether I hated their guts Or hardly knew them at all I always felt far away Beside them there in the halls My

Vanity Fair Mr. Bungle

Till I get my beauty sleep? Now the hourglass is empty The moment of my de-sexing Cut it Cut it Cut this cancer from my soul Now that I've made it... I'm finally naked...

Carry Stress In the Jaw Mr. Bungle

Powder grinding mouthful Pull the day from the nocturn Sonmiloquist is the nightmare's song \"In the multiplied objects of the external world I had no thoughts but for the teeth...and of Bernice

Sweet Charity Mr. Bungle

Save me The heavens have opened The storm is over So let's start the parade...

Desert Search for Techno Allah Mr. Bungle

All but the truth - forget And from this union cup We will drink wine tonight Qiyamat qiyamat a tawil\'' Qiyamat qiyamat insan al kamel Haqiqat itself is drunk So drinks the Hidden Imam Pride

Carry Stress in the Jaw Mr. Bungle

Powder grinding mouthful Pull the day from the nocturn Sonmiloquist is the nightmare\''s song \"In the multiplied objects of the external world I had no thoughts but for the teeth...and of Bernice

Goodbye Sober Day Mr. Bungle

Pin my ear to the wisdom post Hang me up and drain me dry Mend my shipwrecked spirit Lift the veil from my eyes Goodbye sober day The years grew wings and flew away Ghosts of the past become barbarians

Goodby Sober Day Mr. Bungle

Pin my ear to the wisdom post Hang me up and drain me dry Mend my shipwrecked spirit Lift the veil from my eyes Goodbye sober day The years grew wings and flew away Ghosts of the past become barbarians

Backstrokin' Mr. Bungle

Fartin', pissin', and strokin' my fucking dick

Phlegmatics Mr. Bungle

I awake covered in snot Dreamt I swallowed my teeth And tried to cough them up Pulmonate gastropod Oh, for insomnia! Render me proficient If not at least useful

Golem Ii: The Bionic Vapour Boy Mr. Bungle

Watch the human life show OK let's go O my double He can pop your bubble That means trouble Stronger than a lion Golem II: the bionic paper boy Self-perfecting World-inspecting Lie-detecting

Egg Mr. Bungle

A stagnant pale perfume Conceived to block the pores The clotting glands encroach The endless comfort of a mom Deep inside my tanning salon Wishing life was poached La la la la la la la La la

The Bends Mr. Bungle

you've got the bends... the bends... the bends... the bends...

Chemical Marriage Mr. Bungle

To chi chi koa kohg To chi chi koa kohg Mehnimm mehnimm Manna mayou Mehnimm Mehnimm Manau Manna mayou Manaaauugh... OoooooOOOooooOOOoooooo... Wayaye a aye aye AY aye Ay aye aye a a Wayaye a aye ...

Violenza Domestica Mr. Bungle

Cattiva come adesso, non sono stato mai. Ti faro male in posti nessuno potra mai vedere...nessuno! Posti che ti faranna male per il resto della tua vita! \"Perche?\" \"Ma perche?\" \"Ma sempre...

The Holy Filament Mr. Bungle

In fiber optic illusion The flickering eyes By flourescent lights Supplicate before machines, Self-reflecting The legend of modernity: The phosphenes explode God's eternal strobe Through the holy f...

Ma Meeshka Mow Skwoz Mr. Bungle

ghfuah blal he chaduduh chee hugh weh chee keh xooo hee hoh ryzl ou hueau ooooooo cikeetah xoo xeh eooh le hugx yerheggkkk pppddtdptdtt pppddtdptdtt ue ue fhay goouuhf o lltt chteee huucgcgudoo wua...

Mr. Scarface Scarface

Scarface is back in the motherfuckin house once again! Yea droppin some of that new Mr.

Mr. Smith ll cool j

Mr Smith Mr Smith, word up kid, yeah Mr Smith, check it out Verse 1: I'm goin to the top leavin smoke in my trail Bitch ass gangstas put that ass on sale And even if I'm twice as expensive as

Bungle In The Jungle Jethro Tull

Bungle in the Jungle JETHRO TULL Walking through forests of palm tree apartments --- scoff at the monkeys who live in their dark tents down by the waterhole --- drunk every Friday --- eating their

On Fire Eminem

Is.. critics never ask me how my day went Well imma tell em [Verse 1] Yesterday my dog died, I hog tied a hoe, tied her in a bow Said next time you blow up try to spit a flow.

On Fire Eminem(에미넴)

Is.. critics never ask me how my day went Well imma tell em Yesterday my dog died, I hog tied a ho, tied her in a bow Said next time you blow up try to spit a flow You wanna criticize dog try a little

Fire Downset

immoral to encourage others to accept injustice you do not endure, Such superficial optimism a deepness not so pure, Anesthetic presence with an undefined concern, With images so glorified but still where is

Fire Vince Staples

School couldn't get me into Heaven And Heaven couldn't get me in a bitch bed Bred 11's that I stole on a house lick Got them hoes, whole Polo outfits Feelin' like Young Dro, summertime '06 Thirteen years

Mr. Chevy Celebrity Less Than Jake

"Mr.

Mr. Heaven Blue Valentina Ploy

Not gonna think Bout where you’ve been And all your exes Leave out the stresses Adrenaline Is kicking in I wanna love you better than I ever did Cause you You Are a dream come true You You Mr.

MR. DYNAMITE Iggy And The Stooges

they call me mr. dynamite i blow things up in black and white an end to your charade a button i have made must be pushed there is no reason for the sky when i'm on fire with your lies so if i can win

Mr. Dynamite Iggy Pop

They call me Mr.

Open Fire 2Pac

you, better duck Or I'll be forced to hit yo ass up I give a fuck I'm sick inside my mind, why you sweatin me?

On And On Mr. President

No day before so full of deep devotion and in my heart I feel a strong emotion Olympic fire wakes my desire to join in the games of the world So far awaythe day's of pain and sorrow enjoy the games there's