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I CAN’T DECIDE
Originally composed by the SCISSOR SISTERS
It's not easy having yourself a good time
Greasing up those bets and betters
Watching out they don't four-letter
Fuck and kiss you both at the same time
Smells like something I've forgotten
Curled up died and now it's rotten
I'm not a gangster tonight
Don't wanna be a bad guy
I'm just a loner baby
And now you've gotten in my way
I can't decide
Whether you should live or die
Oh, you'll probably go to heaven
Please don't hang your head and cry
No wonder why
My heart feels dead inside
It's cold and hard and petrified
Lock the doors and close the blinds
We're going for a ride
It's a bitch convincing people to like you
If I stop now call me a quitter
If lies were cats you'd be a litter
Pleasing everyone isn't like you
Dancing jigs until I'm crippled
Slug ten drinks I won't get pickled
I've got to hand it to you
You've played by all the same rules
It takes the truth to fool me
And now you've made me angry
I can't decide
Whether you should live or die
Oh, you'll probably go to heaven
Please don't hang your head and cry
No wonder why
My heart feels dead inside
It's cold and hard and petrified
Lock the doors and close the blinds
We're going for a ride
Oh, I could throw you in the lake
Or feed you poisoned birthday cake
I won't deny I'm gonna miss you when you're gone
Oh, I could bury you alive
But you might crawl out with a knife
And kill me when I'm sleeping
That's why
I can't decide
Whether you should live or die
Oh, you'll probably go to heaven
Please don't hang your head and cry
No wonder why
My heart feels dead inside
It's cold and hard and petrified
Lock the doors and close the blinds
We're going for a ride
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Fishface
00:32
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FISHFACE by Paul Adragna
Fishface! Fishface!
Ba na na na na na na
Fishface! Fishface! Fishface!
He plays the rock ’n’ roll for you
A little bit of metal too
He’s one of those outspoken guys
With that classic redneck style
This man sure knows how to hang
Pushing local bands to fame
Bringing you good times in excess
Straight out from the heart of Texas
Fishface! Fishface!
Ba na na na na na na
Fishface! Fishface!
Fishface! Fishface!
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Dragonfly Blues
09:29
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DRAGONFLY BLUES by Paul Adragna
Well one day I was just flying around the swamp, just a lonely blue dragonfly looking for a place to rest my wings.
When I came upon my usual spot, there was this rude, crude, green and slimy thing.
See this fat frog had found its way into my secret cove and decided he was just going to park himself right there on my favorite lily pad.
Well… this lumpy, no-good, amphibious shame of nature, without any concern for my feelings, just waltzed in and sat in my spot.
So I asked him- I said, sir, if you don’t mind me saying, I come here everyday just to think.
I told him I rely on this here lily pad because it is quiet, secluded and gives me a few moments of peace.
So if he would kindly move over, perhaps we could share the seat.
Well froggy replied, to what I thought to be generous offer, “NO” and he turned around and continued to just take up space.
At first I could not even believe my little dragonfly ears, but with froggy’s sharp glare and a flick of his sticky tongue, I knew… I knew this frog meant business.
So I turned and I left the cove to contemplate my situation, to wallow in my devastation and hum a little tune.
‘Cause I got those, oh you better believe it, I got those dragonfly blues!
Hey, Froggy! You’re making me sad!
Hey, Froggy! Whoa, you’re making me mad!
Hey, Froggy! Whoa oh no!
Hey, Froggy.
So I continued to roam the swamp, flying here and there, trying cattails and blades of grass just to hold up and relax.
Now, while these were all swell places to stay, nothing compared to my water-front lily on the cove.
And I’ll tell ya, I would do just about anything to get my lily pad back from that slimy, no-good, wretched frog.
Now… little did I know, the solution was about to present itself as I came upon an odd looking fellow with horns upon his head.
Well the creature stepped into my path and introduced himself.
He said, “I am Satan, Lucifer, the Devil, the Prince of fucking Darkness, but you sir… you can call me Jim.”
Well Jim seemed to know what was going and proceeded to tell me that he could grant me the power to remove my oppressor from my cove.
And the power could be mine at, well you guessed it, the price of my little dragonfly soul.
So I weighed the pros… and I weighed the cons… and a dragonfly’s considerably short lifespan and I made a decision.
I suppose you can say contemplated my situation and in complete and utter desperation I made a deal with Jim.
Yes, sir, you better believe it; I made a deal with the devil!
Hey, Froggy! You made me so mad!
Hey, Froggy! Get off my lily pad!
Hey, Froggy! Oh, oh, oh, oh!
Hey, Froggy! I’m coming to get ya
And as I headed towards the cove I could feel the devil’s gift burning deep inside me.
And when I reached my destination, I dove upon my enemy with a furious vengeance and rained fire upon all who lie in my path.
Because I am an all powerful, ferocious, blue, fire breathing dragonfly and all will tremble and bow down before me.
And when it was done, all that was left was the charred remains of poor Froggy and my sweet, sweet lily pad.
I looked around at my once beautiful cove and there was nothing, nowhere to rest my still weary wings.
My cove was destroyed and my home was lost forever, just like Froggy and my lily pad.
I have nothing at all now, nothing but to sit and wait for my day, for Jim to come and collect his payment, to pay my dues.
So I lie here in this water and I contemplate my situation, still wallowing in my devastation and still humming this little tune.
‘Cause we all got those… I got those dragonfly blues!
Hey, Froggy! Get off my lily pad!
Hey, Froggy! You made me oh so mad!
Hey, Froggy! Whoa oh whoa!
Fucking, Froggy.
One, two, three, four!
Dragonfly! Dragonfly! Breathing fucking fire!
Made a deal with Jim. Gave him all that he desired!
Dragonfly! Dragonfly! Burn the fucker down!
Froggy fucked with his shit! Now he’s bleeding out!
I got those dragonfly blues!
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Escape to The Garage
02:57
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ESCAPE TO THE GARAGE by Paul Adragna
Just the other day I met this girl around the way
I wish I knew she was insane before I brought her home with me
Oh, the sex just wasn’t great and then this chick just wouldn’t leave
And I just needed some escape, so I took off with no delay
I went running! Running! Run away to Fort Stockton!
Running! Running! Run away to Fort Stockton!
Running! Running! Run away to Fort Stockton!
When I finally got to town, I just couldn’t help but frown
Forty-two missed texts shown, this chick was lighting up my phone
So I shrugged and I moved on, got a coffee at The Garage
I sat and heard the band play, then I headed home the next day
I went running! Running! Run away to Fort Stockton!
Running! Running! Run away to Fort Stockton!
Running! Running! [Run away to lovely Fort Stockton.]
Running! Running!
Running! Running!
Running! Running!
I went to West Texas out to Fort Stockton
And got me a coffee at The Garage
Running! Running! Run away to Fort Stockton!
Running! Running! Run away to Fort Stockton!
Running! Running! Yeah!
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Desperate Kingdom
05:30
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DESPERATE KINGDOM by Paul Adragna
Long ago in a far away land there was a mighty, peaceful kingdom led by the humblest of kings. He lived with no other, just his young daughter, who’s mother was tragically taken from them during childbirth. The princess was the king’s pride, his joy and he would do anything for that girl. He would give anything just to see her happy and alive. And all was good and peaceful in the kingdom until one day. An evil witch who lived just outside the prospers walls decided the joy and peace was just too much for her to bare. A devious spell was cast over the princess leaving her ill, unconscious and dying and the king was given a choice. Either hand over his kingdom to the witch or his daughter would whither and die in her slumber. It was a decision that could not be made, but in a selfish rage the king left his daughter in her desperate state to save her from the evil of the dark witch. The king would not just let his only daughter die. He had heard of a holy fountain, his one chance to save the princess. But the fountain stood at the summit of a mountain guarded by a family of fierce dragons. So the king assembled an army and made plans to storm the mountain.
Long ago in a far-off land
Raged a battle of beast and man
Flame and blood upon the mountain
A quest for the holy fountain
Just one drink of it’s crystal waters
Will save the king’s only daughter
From a spell that left her feeble
Threatens us with plagues of evil
Send forth troops with blades and armor
Led my white knights who’ll never falter
Faced against these vast assassins
Hold the lines and face the dragons
The army stood with ranks formed at the base of the mountain and the king called out his challenge to the family of dragons. The proclamation of war was answered by a bellowing rumble from the depths of the dragon’s lair. Deep from within the ground, seven large figures emerged from the rock and took flight. The shadows of the soaring monsters cast a darkness over the troops as they stared overhead at their looming death.
Dragon flies a living pyre
Hero now, our need so dire
Face the smoke and fight the fire
Your demise is it’s desire
Dragon flies a living pyre
Hero now, our need so dire
Face the smoke and fight the fire
Your demise is it’s desire
The dragons dove upon the men
Raining flame from deep within
Their screams rang out and filled the skies
Men with noting but to die
Through blood and ash he sacrificed
To steal away and claim his prize
But as he approached the mystic fountain
Before him stood the king of dragons
He drew his sword and thrust his blade
But the black-scaled king would not be scathed
With one swift bite the king was gone
The kingdom lost, the dragons won
And in a single moment all was lost. The king was dead along with the hundreds that fought beside him that day on the mountain. The princess, of course, soon perished too and the kingdom fell to anarchy. The witch prospered in the violence and misery of the lost people. The king had failed. Evil had won.
Dragon flies a living pyre
Hero now, our need so dire
Face the smoke and fight the fire
Your demise is it’s desire
Dragon flies a living pyre
Hero now, our need so dire
Face the smoke and fight the fire
Your demise is it’s desire
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Makin' Cake
06:57
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MAKIN’ CAKE by Paul Adragna
Hey yo, motherfuckers. Check it out.
We’re in the kitchen with Pussy Factory.
We makin’ cake!
Heat the oven to three hundred and fifty degrees
Sift together the flour and baking powder, please
Prepare the pans; rub the bottoms with some grease ’til it slides
Be sure to get the corners and all up the sides, make it slide
Put that moist cake in my… my mouth
Put that moist cake in my… my mouth
Put that moist cake in my… my mouth
Put that moist cake in my… my mouth
Mix the butter, sugar until that mixture is real fluffy and light
Beat it ’til the batters smooth adding one egg at a time
Throw in the flour, baking powder, vanilla and milk
Stir it all around until that batter turns smooth as silk, oh
Put that moist cake in my… my mouth
Put that moist cake in my… my mouth
Put that moist cake in my… my mouth
Put that moist cake in my… my mouth
Uh, uh, we’re breakin’ it down, we’re makin’ the cake
For you, make no mistake
My name is Phat-P, ya you know me
Just chillin’ makin’ cake with Pussy Factory
I know you can’t wait, baby it’s time to bake
Divide the batter in the pans and do not delay
We’ll bake for thirty minutes, not as long as it seems
You’ll have two fluffy pillows, toothpick’ll come out clean
Now let those warm babies cool, they can’t be too hot
Now flip them bitches over, now it’s time to frost, uh
Oh, oh, now it’s time to frost
Here we go now
Put that moist cake in my… my mouth
Put that moist cake in my… my mouth
Put that moist cake in my… my mouth
Put that moist cake in my… my mouth
After a long day I’m not afraid to say
You know I like the way-
I like the way you bake your cake
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With a bountiful medley of stylized rock and roll, Austin based quartet Pussy factory brings frantic beats and driving rhythms to their fullest fruition. Feeding off of the bands quirky, yet intelligently varied music tastes, Pussy Factory blends a buffet of genres with the overbearing sound of heavy metal to ensure a deep, diverse, exhilarating experience. ... more
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