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Pudding Time `Primus`

It's pudding time. Laughter is a sweet You can't put a price on. When laughter's all gone Daddy won't buy you more. It's pudding time. It's pudding time children.

The Toys Go Winding Down `Primus`

The first time in his life he's made that step. Be numbed by the society and plagued by insecurity. He's entered in a race that must be won.

Primus `Babes In Toyland`

back when Times weren't this hard No they weren't this hard And everyone had what we call A sane mind Roses are red Well blood is too And I found that out When I needed you Remember that one time

Bob's Party Time Lounge `Primus`

Been erect here now for thirteen days and I came to get relief at Bob's Party Time. Pack my nose with cocaine feed my filthy hole. Bust out the dancin' women I'm prone to lose control.

Shake Hands with Beef `Primus`

There's a time for lies And a time for truth I say, eye for an eye Eye for a tooth When I roamed young I'd scavenge around Every nook and cranny Of our little town It's nice, so nice, to

PRIMUS `블랙나인 (BLACK NINE)`

올라가 줄게 더 높이 이거 처먹어 쑤셔 넣어 따 먹어 너의 귀 Ghoodlife crew it\'s the mother fuckin\' best team Don\'t you know you got big problems 뒷담화를 까봐 내 벌스 뒤에 숨어 날 개 족밥 같이 봤냐 It\'s wrong 날 의심한 건 네 실수야 We the primus

Southbound Pachyderm `Primus`

Quite a suprise What an ingenious device Boredom encompasses my time I don't know what I should do Indulging a moment of your time Seldom the breeder of lies But you won't believe that it's true

Mr. Knowitall `Primus`

Knowitall I have no time to waste. My mouth it spews pure intellect. And I've such elegant taste. They call me Mr. Knowitall. I sup the aged wine.

South Park Theme `Primus`

Going down to South Park, gunna have myself a time. Stan & Kyle:Friendly faces every where, humble folks without temtation.

Camelback Cinema `Primus`

dare you look him in the eye His stench would make a buzzard cry He likes Burt in White Lightning Camelback Cinema In the dark she sat and wait For her steady random date Reflecting back to a time

The Chastising of Renegade `Primus`

Renegade Snuck into the Park Theater downtown For a laugh he set fire to the screen Burnt the whole damn place to the ground He thought that no one would mind He did that sort of thing all the time

Hats Off `Primus`

When I was born, the doc he held me by my ankles Smacked my red behind They hosed me down, wrapped me like a bean burrito Then marked the date and time Hats off, to the ones that string the beads

Welcome to This World `Primus`

beyond the ear The heart and mind are focus for this conversation But be abound in mystery for that so much you do to me For there are those who drown in adulation CHORUS If I had a dime for each time

Power Mad `Primus`

Power mad, he's a streak in the night time speculating how he'll take on the world some day. Originality? Oh, just a rusty nail in a Broadway show how many stabs before we succeed.

Welcome To This World (Album Version) `Primus`

heard beyond the ear The heart and mind are focus for this conversation But be abound in mystery for that so much you do to me For there are those who drown in adulation [Chorus] If I had a dime for each time

Frizzle Fry `Primus`

Andy's painting green again, This time they might take him away. When Barrington starts to breathe again. It way just take us all away. I don't believe in charity. I don't believe in sin.

American Life `Primus`

the Statue of Liberty For the boy we have American Life Ong is a Laotian refugee He works in the audio trade The smoke from flux is filling his lungs He's earning minimum wage Spending spare time

DMV `Primus`

know vaguely what I mean I sit back and smoke away huge chunks of memory As I slowly inflict upon myself a full lobotomy-call it pointless Barbecues, tea kettles, gobs of axle grease There comes a time

DMV (Album Version) `Primus`

may know vaguely what I mean I sit back and smoke away huge chunks of memory As I slowly inflict upon myself a full lobotomy-call it pointless Barbecues, tea kettles, gobs of axle grease There comes a time

My Name Is Mud `Primus`

it's always been 'Cause I'm the most boring sons-a-bitch you've ever seen I dress in blue-yes navy blue >From head to toe I'm rather drab except my patent shoes I make 'em shine, well most the time

Pork Soda `Primus`

It was red, and you painted with the goddamn sprinkler and now you have bits and pieces of burgundy stuck to your butt every time you get off of it.

My Name Is Mud (Album Version) `Primus`

mud and it's always been 'Cause I'm the most boring sons-a-bitch you've ever seen I dress in blue-yes navy blue )From head to toe I'm rather drab except my patent shoes I make 'em shine, well most the time

John the Fisherman `Primus`

Always the focus of adolescent ridicule, He has no time for farmer's daughters. Alienated from the clique society, A lonely boy finds peace in fishing.

Fisticuffs `Primus`

They called him Yankee Sullivan in early days of fame He'd known the game of fisticuffs had always treated him right But no one knew the men who came and took his life that night He'd spent some time

John The Fisherman (Album Version) `Primus`

Always the focus of adolescent ridicule, He has no time for farmer's daughters. Alienated from the clique society, A lonely boy finds peace in fishing.

Pork Soda (Album Version) `Primus`

It was red, and you painted with the goddamn sprinkler and Now you have bits and pieces of burgundy stuck to your but every time You get off of it.

The Pressman `Primus`

By the light of the lamp I sit to type-my notes on tab at my side I don't see the sun much these days A fluorescent tan covers my hide How much impact shall I have this time?

Wynona's Big Brown Beaver `Primus`

Wynona loved her big brown beaver And she stroked him all the time. She pricked her finger one day and it Occurred to her she might have a porcupine.

Pressman `Primus`

By the light of the lamp I sit to type-my notes on tab at my side I don't see the sun much these days A fluorescent tan covers my hide How much impact shall I have this time?

The Pressman (Album Version) `Primus`

By the light of the lamp I sit to type-my notes on tab at my side I don't see the sun much these days A fluorescent tan covers my hide How much impact shall I have this time?