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I am the Frizzle Fry
welll I am
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Primus sucks! :thumbsup
Long live Claypool! |
never fear you're safe with me..........well maybe
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thats what im saying :) |
Hello all you boys and girls.
I?d like to take you to the inside world. It?s quite an irregular place to be. But never fear you?re safe with me. Well, maybe. Golden hair of macrame? Against the face that?s cut from stone. The white porcelain is screaming ayee Thank God the the boy is not alone. I don?t believe in santa claus. I don?t belive in spite. I have no use for beauty dolls. Especially on this night. I don?t believe in miracles. I don?t belive in lies. I don?t belive in hologram For I am the frizzle fry. Andy?s painting green again, This time they might take him away. When barrington starts to breathe again. It way just take us all away. I don?t believe in charity. I don?t believe in sin. And if you don?t believe in me, We?ll play this tune over again. I don?t believe in pinochle And I don?t beleive I?ll try. I do believe in captain crunch For I am the frizzle fry. Yes I am the frizzle fry. |
anyone like a perfect circles new cd? i fucking love the songs 'pet' and 'the nurse who loved me'
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there is not a bigger primus fan here, than me.
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"i remember as it were a meal ago"
Said tommy the cat as he reeled back to clear whatever foreign matter May have nestled it?s way into his mighty throat. many a fat alley rat Had met it?s demise while staring point blank down the cavernous barrel Of this awesome prowling machine. truly a wonder of nature this urban Predator. tommy the cat had many a story to tell, but it was a rare Occasion such as this that he did. "she came slidin? down the alleyway like butter drippin? off a hot Biscuit. the aroma, the mean scent, was enough to arouse suspicion in Even the oldest of tigers that hung around the hot spot in those Days. the sight was beyond belief. many a head snapped for double, Even triple, takes as this vivacious feline made her her way into the Delta of the alleyway where the most virile of the young tabbys were Known to hang out. they hung in droves. such a multitude of Masculinity could only be found in one place... and that was O?malley?s alley. the air was thick with cat calls (no pun intended) But not even a muscle in her neck did twitch as she sauntered up into The heart of the alley. she knew what she wanted. she was lookin? For that stud bull, the he cat. and that was me. tommy the cat is my Name and I say unto thee... Say baby do you wanna lay down by me" |
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