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SnakeOil for Snakes

by Dick Venom & the Terrortones

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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...
2.
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
3.
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
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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.
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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
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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.
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...Go do the thing. Keep doing the thing. Do it on the sidewalk.... Shadoowa!
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Do The Mash 02:31
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...!
9.
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.
10.
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!
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MyWay or the DryWay ...Why don't you slip on into something That you don't want to wear...
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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.

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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

Bookings and inquiries:
will@jailhousemorgue.com
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