Hey Bop A Ree Bop

Hey bop a ree bop

The Kraken wakes

You lose it here you're in a world of hurt

A world of fakes

Hey bop a ree bop

Quilombo narcopolis

Testify before the grand jury

About the comin' of Kohoutek

I'm flyin' higher than Kohoutek...



Will be tomorrow...

At least I don't have to think

At the cliffs of insanity

I'm in the midst of a flabb-alanche

Booked into the pumpatorium

With a truckload of bazookas

Under moonrock shelter


Sindaddy



Where some people said have a soul
I have a hole



And it's goin' down fast



Givin' birth to a twenty-two pound flaming porcupine

My brain talks too loud
I'm a crowd

Moved down to cancer alley
Y'know it's been four years...

With my weapons at hand

Victim of tyrannicide

My bellybutton's been puckering and puckering
And unpuckering and puckering and unpuckering all fucking day

Yeah... you know

It feels mighty fine

To give birth to a twenty-two pound porcupine



Where some people said have a soul
I have a hole



And it's goin' down fast



Delirium tremens

Mexican dragline

Fetid aspic of muck

Frances b.gross

Jelly cadavers

Meets cypress stump



This is a bad time for all of us



Where some people said have a soul
I have a hole



And it's goin' down fast

And it's vast....