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The Butthole Surfers
Useless trivia..
The lead singer of The Butthole Surfers is the son of Mr Peppermint.. :2 cents: |
Take me, break me
Tell me a good one and maybe I'll cry Go with me, show me Tell me a good one and maybe I'll die Lately I've been dancing in ceiling fans Into the kitchen and out the back gate Well I know it sounds strange but it could be the other way Round to the ground where I know I must stay Take me, break me Tell me a good one and maybe I'll cry Go with me, show me Tell me a good one and maybe I'll die Lately I've been dancing in ceiling fans Circled in secrets, playing a game Well I know it sounds strange but it could be the other way Round to a town where they don't know your name Together....for a while....ain't no good |
Kuntz, Kuntz, Kuntz....KUUUUNNTZZZZ
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"I smoke Elvis Presley's toenails, when I wanna get high!"
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sorry, Mr Peppermint seems to be a N. Texas thing...
http://www.wfaa.com/s/dws/spe/2002/wfaafifty/sets3.html |
ok i missed something
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try Dracula From Houston and Shame of Life for starters |
and "Pepper" is a good one too.
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I think they would have gotten a lot more air play if they had a different name for the group. |
That's right...and Gibby's dog is named Mr. Cigar.
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Pepper (from Electric Larryland):
Marky got with Sharon Sharon got Shareese She was sharin' Sharon's outlook on the topic of disease Mikey had a facial scar Bobby was a racist They were all in love with dyin' They were doin' it in Texas Tommy played piano like a kid out in the rain Then he lost his leg in Dallas, he was dancin' with a train They were all in love with dyin' They were drinking from a fountain That was pourin' like an avalanche comin' down the mountain. I don't mind the sun sometimes The images it shows I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies You never know just how to look through other people's eyes. Some will die in hot pursuit in firey auto crashes Some will die in hot pursuit while sifting through my ashes Some will fall in love with life and drink it from a fountain That is pouring like an avalanche comin' down the mountain. I don't mind the sun sometimes The images it shows I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies You never know just how you look through other people's eyes. Another Mikey took a knife while arguing in traffic Flipper died a natural death he caught a nasty virus Then there was the ever present football-player rapist They were all in love with dyin' They were doin' it in Texas Holly caught a bullet, but it only hit his leg Well, it should have been a better shot and got him in the head They were all in love with dyin' They were drinkin' from a fountain That was pourin' like an avalanche comin' down the mountain I don't mind the sun sometimes The images it shows I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies You never know just how you look through other people's eyes. :thumbsup ADG Webmaster |
My 1st taste of them was "Lady Sniff" in the mid 80's
great song! |
Damn! Just had a Lollapalooza flash-back.
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they are a pretty fucking weird band
crazy music |
They were good back in the day. :2 cents:
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I was on the Associated Students Program Board at SJSU (San Jose State University) in the 80's when we booked the fledgling Butthole Surfers to play the Student Union Ballroom.
Before the band took the stage, one of the band members took it upon himself to smash his head into a huge oil painting (mural) in the Student Union, thereby denting it and causing thousands of dollars in damages. The A.S. Board paid the big bucks for the restoration of the artwork, and the band was not invited back...I still dig their music. :1orglaugh ADG Webmaster |
was one of my favorite bands in 7th grade. (1987)
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