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

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!

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!

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!

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

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