SnakeOil for Snakes

by Dick Venom & the Terrortones

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DICK VENOM & THE TERRORTONES release their brand new LP hot on the trails of last year's MonsterPussy Sessions EP. This album hits with their biggest swing yet... It punches, it rolls, from playful to punch-drunk with a brand new ferocity and a fresh blast attack on every genre they've dared to dip into.

CBGBs gets new guts. Rockabilly slugs punk. Surf guitars crash on a rock'n'roll wave while overhead 50s B-movie sci-fis all flicker and play.

We all know the Cramps, Alice Cooper, The Stooges, The birthday Party, and Jerry Lee Lewis. Throw all that in one and you get somewhere near to what you have here.

-Will Wilkinson. Jailhouse Morgue.

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released November 2, 2015

Dick Venom & the Terrortones are:

Dick Venom - Vocals
Stevie Vee - Guitars
Wrex St.Clair - Bass
Dusty Vegas - Drums

All words by Dick Venom.
All music by Dick venom & the Terrortones.

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Dick Venom & the Terrortones Nottingham, UK

Lean green delectable purveyors of this planet's most penetrating garage punk pleasures.

Dick Venom & the Terrortones set out to quench your insatiable thirsts for everything gluttonous in glamour and trash

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Track Name: Gun of a Tongue
Baby got a Gatling gullet gun of a tongue
Baby struck gold
Baby struck dumb

Shake down
Baby shake down
That good for nuthin / Gun of a tongue
Can quit it's motormouthin around

Baby spat the rattle after suckin her thumb
Baby got mean
Baby that aint fun

Shake down
Baby shake down
That good for nuthin / Gun of a tongue
Can quit it's motormouthin around

Baby used it for good
Now she use it for bad
Baby suckin the mess
Off the best that she had
Baby she was
Baby she aint
Lady dont go trampin over sumthin you ate

Shake down
Baby shake down
That good for nuthin / Gun of a tongue
Can quit it's motormouthin around...
Track Name: I Can't Find my BrainCell
I can't find my brain cell
I can't find my mind
My cranium's been vacant since
...I can't decide

My grey matter must've scattered
Left me far behind
Could be half way up Hip Creek by now
Kissin me byebye

(I'm) just an empty vessel of / Celestial hiss
The vestigial remainder of my / Braincell sounds like this:

Wow wow chikichiki
Wow wow chikichiki
Wow wow chikichiki wowwow
Wow wow chikichiki
Wow wow chikichiki
Wow wow chikichiki wowwow

My hypothalamus
Is a hypothesis
It took one look at me
And it gave me a miss

My cortex is a vortex
My frontal lobe's eloped
If you see my cerebellum
Tell'em where an leave a note

(I'm) just an empty vessel of / Celestial hiss
The vestigial remainder of my / Braincell sounds like this:

wow wow chikichiki

(I'm) just an empty vessel of / Celestial hiss
The vestigial remainder of my / Braincell sounds like this:
Synapses and scissors
All go snippy snippy snip

Wow wow chikichiki
Wow wow chikichiki
Wow wow chikichiki wowwow
Track Name: TightPants (DoubleHeaded)
I got tight pants Hunny
Don't you wanna see
you got Tight pants hunny
Bustin at the seams
I got tight pants hunny
They tastes good with cream
You got tight pants hunny
Why you runnin from me?

Don't pass / My ass / Tight pants

you got Tight pants hunny
On your tiger loin
Tight pants on my
Honey hind an groin
I got tight pants hunny
Don't you wanna join?
I got tight pants hunny
C'mon be my tight assed toy

Don't pass / My ass / Tight pants

The way they snap
The way they sing
Jack off slacks
Don't mean a thing (to me)
And I dont need no blood supply
Thought of babies makes me cry
(boohoo)

Don't pass / My ass / Tight pants

The way they snap
The way they sing
Jack off slacks
Don't mean a thing (to me)
And I don't need no blood supply
Thought of procreation
Makes God cry

Don't pass (uuuuuh)/ My ass (oooooh)
Don't pass / My ass / Tight pants
Track Name: Dead Deadbeat Delinquent
I wanna dress in black
From head to toe
Go where no good
Deadbeats go
I wanna be the Queen
Of Sheba’s squeeze
Want to be Lady Godiva’s steed

Me I wanna be I wanna be I wanna be a dead
Dead deadbeat delinquent
Me I wanna be I wanna be I wanna be a dead
Dead deadbeat delinquent

I wanna meet a motorpsycho
Monsterpussy who
Can do what motorpsycho
Monsterpussys do
Rubberised mummified
MonsterMumma
Spit me out and chew

Me I wanna be I wanna be I wanna be a dead...

Wanna die face down
In the jelly jam
Of a flame grilled dame
With a cream puff clam
Make my way
Through Minnesota
Drown in Vaseline
And Cherry Soda

Me I wanna be I wanna be I wanna be a dead
Dead deadbeat delinquent
Me I wanna be I wanna be I wanna be a dead
Dead deadbeat delinquent

Huh.
Track Name: FFFunny Kinda Luvin
There's a look on her mouth
Like she's suckin the south
Southend of a honey bee
There's a look on her hind
Like she's sucking the rind
And hide right of a lemon tree

M-m-m-my hunnybunny got a funny kinda luvin
M-m-m-my hunnybunny got a funny kinda luvin for me

There's a lick on her lips
Like a porcupine prickle
Ve-hicle for a pine in a pickle
And there's a clamp in her clam
That'll clamp on a man
An' suckle til he's bustin to
/ Slam clam thankyou mam

M -m-m-my hunnybunny...

I took a bite of her
V8 viper vulva
Her V8 vulva viper vulva took a bite outta me
I took a bite of her
V8 viper vulva
Her V8 vulva viper vulva took a bite outta me
It took a bite
It took a bite
It took a bite
Right back outta me

M-m-m-my hunnybunny got a funny kinda luvin
M-m-m-my hunnybunny got a funny kinda luvin for me
Track Name: Last DumbDregs of Dragsvile
Where did it go
All the rock and roll
Aint heard a peep
From the rock and roll show

Where did it go
All the rock and roll
All the rock'n'roll preachers
All the Rockaway Beaches

I got the CBGBs in my PVCs
I'm a DOA
A fuckin VIP
I got the last dumb dregs of Dragsville punk rock blues

Why don’t you spit when you talk
Why don’t you kick when you walk
Why don’t you piss someone off
Aw c’mon

I got the CBGBs in my PVCs
I'm a DOA
A fuckin VIP
I got the last dumb dregs of Dragsville punk rock blues

And it aint like you got nuthin to burn

Why don’t you kick when you walk
Why don’t you spit when you talk
Why don't you sweat when you move
Why don't you rip it in two
Why don’t you kick when you walk
Why don’t you spit when you talk
Why don’t you piss someone off
Or piss off.
Track Name: Go Fuck on the Sidewalk
...Go do the thing.
Keep doing the thing.
Do it on the sidewalk....
Shadoowa!
Track Name: Do The Mash
Do the Mash

....See me on the backseat of your Winnebago
See me on the sidewalk down in San Diego
If the primate on your spine does the Orangutango
Beat it off with me and do the new fandango.

Do the mash...!
Track Name: No Good to get Up To
No here
No past
I'm an A bomb babe
Without a blast

Born wet
Wet wired
I'm a missile primed
With nuthin and a nuthin to hit

Good I got no good I got no good no good to do
Good I got no good I got no good to get up to
Good I got no good I got no good no good to do
Good I got no good I got no good to live up to

Fuck or fight
I wanna feel
Alright tonight

Kill want
kill need
kill to want
Or need for nuthin

Good I got no good I got no good no good to do...

Child / I'm a missile primed with nuthin to hit
Child / I'm an A bomb babe with nuthin to aim for
Child / I'm a missile primed with nuthin to hit
Child

Good I got no good I got no good no good to do
Good I got no good I got no good to get up to
Good I got no good I got no good no good to do
Good I got no good I got no good to get up to
No good. I gotta fuck or fight. I wanna feel.
Alright tonight.
Track Name: Planet of the HoneyFuzz
I got a brand new way
To get my kicks
It's a sure fire start
For a brand new fix
So Take your big black whip
Up to my big spaceship
And take me to the planet
Where honey drips
Awwww
Planet of the honey fuzz
Planet of the honey fuzz
I got a sweet sweet tooth / I'm good for a guzzle
If you wanna restrain me / Gimme a muzzle

Well It's a hell of a trip
And it's a hell of a high
That honey soaked rock
Can make a grown man cr-cry
Oh mumma mumma my my
Well I could happily die
Twenty seven types of heaven
Bring a tear to my eye
(on)
Planet of the honey fuzz...
Honeyfuzz / You smell delightfull
Listen to the honeyfuzz Bzzzzzzz

Past the Galaxy of Gargoyles
Past the Comet of the Queens
Through the Nebula of Dreadula
Left at Tennessee
Squirmhole of the Damned
Milkyway man spray
That rock just up ahead
That’s where I wanna stay
Planet of the honey fuzz...
Hunny fuzz on!
Track Name: MyWay or the DryWay
MyWay or the DryWay

...Why don't you slip on into something
That you don't want to wear...
Track Name: Get Fucked Up Good
Well now I'm all bummed out
I don’t know what about
I'm gonna mess shit up
I'm gonna kick and shout

Cus I got nuthin good
And I got nuthin sweet
And I aint got a thing
I wanna keep

Let's get fucked up/ Get fucked up good
Get fucked up like/ Good fuckups should
Let's get fucked up/ Get fucked up good
Get fucked up like/ A good fuckup should

Gonna burn the bars
From here to Mars
Gonna suck the sun
Right out the stars
(wanna join me?)

Cus I got nuthin good
And I got nuthin sweet
And I aint got a thing
I wanna keep

Let's get fucked up/ Get fucked up good
Get fucked up like/ Good fuckups should
Let's get fucked up/ Get fucked up good
Get fucked up like/ A good fuckup should

Guitars do a thing.
I do a sing.

Let's get fucked like / Good fuckups should.