MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
primus - american life
In a town in southernmost sicily
Lived a family too proud to be poor
In the year that fever took father away
They hastened for american shores
Now a mother and her son are standing in line
It?s a cold day on ellis isle
And they look to 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 down on
San pablo ave
Once a week gets a woman for the night
And he writes home tales of prosperity
For the boy we have american life
Bob is an unemployed veteran
Born and bred in the south bronx
He?s living off the streets down in east l.a.
Residing in a cardboard box
Now he plays a little quit and he has a small dog
Searching for aluminum cans
And he hold on tight to his dignity
He was born into american life
primus - ballad of bodacious
Bodacious am a whole lotta' bull over nineteen hundred pounds. He's born in Galry, Oklahoma and he's the baddest sonsabitch around if a Burma bull ever were a super star then Bodacious just might be. He's a cream colored, beefy brawn, full-fledged, four footed bovine celebrity.
Who's gonna ride Bodacious? Who's gonna tame him down? Look out for Bodacious, he's bound to hold his ground. Here comes Bodacious, ya'll just step aside. Big and bad Bodacious takes a toll from those who ride.
Young Bo met a man named Tuff Hedeman at the start of his buckin' spree and Tuff became one of the few to make the whistle back in Nineteen Ninety Three.
Tuff tried to ride Bo again at the finals in Nineteen Ninety Five. Bodacious had got a little older and wiser Tuff barely came out alive.
primus - john the fisherman
When he was young you?d not find him doing well in school,
His mind would turn unto the waters.
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.
His mother says john this is not the way life?s supposed to be.
Don?t you see the life that you are missing?
And he says...
When I grow up I want to be,
One of the harvesters of the sea.
I think before my days are done,
I want to be a fisherman.
Now years gone by we find man that rules the sea.
He sets out on a dark may morning .
To bring his catch back to this small community.
He doesn?t see the danger dawning.
Four hours up, oh the ocean swelled and swelled,
The fog rolled in it started raining.
The starboard bow. oh my God we?re going down!
They do not hear his frantic mayday.
And he says
When I grow up I want to be,
One of the harvesters of the sea.
I think before my days are done,
I want to be a fisherman.
I?ll live and die a fisherman.
Calling John the fisherman.
Calling John the fisherman.
primus - conspiranoia
Lloyd Boyd was conspiranoid
Barking chemtrails in the skies
Claiming Bill Gates has put microchips
In all the chicken pot pies
Launching himself in his lawnchair
Proving the earth was flat
Microwaving his burritos
Now he always wears his tinfoil hatConspiranoia
Conspiranoia
Conspiranoia
Marion Barrion, contrarian
Felt Dr. Tony was selling her lies
So to keep from getting the big bad flu
She sprinkled cat urine into her eyes
With garlic cloves in her nostrils
And drier sheets taped to her head
Marion Barrion, contrarian
Is now stinking up a hospital bed
Conspiranoia
Conspiranoia
Conspiranoia
Can lead a horse to water
But you cannot make him drink
You can guide a fool towards logic
But you ll rarely make him think
Be wary of conspiranoia
As purveyors abound
For an open mind too open
Spills its cont?nts on the ground
Conspiranoia
Conspiranoia
Conspiranoia
Conspiranoia
Conspiranoia
Conspiranoia
primus - amos moses
Amos Moses was a Cajun.
And lived by himself in the swamp
Hunting alligator for a living.
Knock 'em on the head with a stump
The Louisiana law's gonna get you, Amos
It ain't legal hunting alligator down in the swamp, boy
Now everybody blamed his old man
for raising him mean as a snake
When Amos Moses was a boy,
his Daddy would use him as alligator bait
Tie a rope around his waist,
throw him in the swamp
Alligator bait on the Louisiana bayou
Just about 45 minutes
southeast of Tipidow, Louisiana
There lived a man called Duck Bill Sam
and his pretty wife Hannah
They raised up a son that could
eat up his weight in groceries
Named him after a man of the cloth.
They called him Amos Moses
Now folks in South Louisiana
said Amos was a helluva man
He could trap the biggest, meanest alligator.
He only had to use one hand
That's all he got left
'cause the alligator bit him. Ha ha!
Left arm gone clean up to the elbow
Just about 45 minutes
southeast of Tipidow, Louisiana
There lived a man called Duck Bill Sam
and his pretty wife Hannah
They raised up a son that could
eat up his weight in groceries
Named him after a man of the cloth.
They called him Amos Moses
Here comes Amos
And you should have seen his pretty wife, Hannah
Well, the Sheriff got wind that
Amos was in the swamp hunting alligator skin
So he hid in the swamp, "I'm gonna get you boy."
He never did come out again.
Well, I wonder where the Louisiana Sheriff went to?
Sure can get lost in the Louisiana bayou (3X)
primus - arnie
The man he stepped up to the microphone and he gave it a kiss.
It was a big wet, slippery kiss.
And he had sweat dripping off of his nose onto the windscreen.
As he looked out over the audience he said,
God bless you, God bless you one and all.
Then he took a can of ronson lighter fluid
And he squirted it over the top of his head.
And proceeded to light himself on fire
As he stood there glowing and said,
Remember this day.
primus - bob
I had a friend that took a blet, took a blet and hung himself
Hung himself in the doorway of the apartment where he lived
His woman and his little bro came home from the grocery store
Only to find him dangling in the apartment where he lived
I had a friend who shaved his head
Put his doctor martins on
And drew such wondrous pictures in the apartment where he lived
He praised my creativity, though he spoke sarcastically
Oh, the conversations in the apartment where he lived
I had a friend that took a blet, took a belt and hung himself
Hung himself in the doorway of the apartment where he lived
Rock, she thought him spiteful; ler, he thought him pitiful
Me, I?ve never been back to the apartment where he lived
primus - bob s party time lounge
Glad you came, glad you?re here.
Have some champagne, imported beer.
Dig down in your dirt bag
And roll us out a spleef.
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.
And if by chance I fall down
And bust my head on the floor,
Just wrap my wound in a porterhouse steak
And point me towards the shore.
At bob?s party time.
primus - bob s party time lounge live
Glad you came, glad you're here
Have some champagne, imported beer
Dig down in your dirt bag
And roll us out a spleef
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
And if by chance I fall down
And bust my head on the floor
Just wrap my wound in a porterhouse steak
And point me towards the shore
At Bob's Party Time
primus - camelback cinema
Go....
Camelback Cinema
Camelback Cinema
Camelback Cinema-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a
He's standin' tall at 5 foot 4
With the sharpness of a troubadour
I dare you look him in the eye
His stench would make a buzzard cry
He likes Burt in White Lightning
Camelback Cinema
Camelback Cinema
Camelback Cinema-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a
Camelback Cinema
Camelback Cinema
In the dark she sat and wait
For her steady random date
Reflecting back to a time
When eager boys would stand in line
She likes Burt in White Lightning
She likes Burt in White Lightning
He's standin' tall at 5 foot 4
Lurking in the corridor
He came to buy his weekly whore
At Camelback Cinema.
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go,
go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, ... go!
primus - coaatails of a dead man
He wasn't lookin' for fanfare or fame
But it all came around just the same
He then met a girl with desire in her eye
He gave her love, she took her name
The times they were good, the times they were bad
Most times it was just in between
The hard pill he swallowed was the times that they had
She put on display for all to be seen
Some find their solace in work or the lord
She was quite content in her dream
When his eyes they burned from the bright lime light
He found comfort in the bottle of ol' Jimmy Bean
One day from the depths of his deep darkend hole
He reached out for somethin' to feel
She offerd back nothin' but lack of respect
So he let himself out with two barrels of steel
She cried in the day She cried in the night
She cried loudest when someone was near
Whether crying for him or she cried for herself
The bigger the camera The bigger the tear
Most folks agree she was a living hell
And publicly she showed her pain
And never once was there a thought for herself
And the ever growing slices of fortune and fame
Now on the coattails of a dead man she'll ride
On the coattails of a dead man she'll ride
On the coattails of a dead man she'll ride she'll ride
On the coattails of a dead man she'll ride she'll ride high
primus - coddingtown
I went down to Coddingtown
To buy for Lucky Dog
Moved on up to Sono-co
To clear my head of smog
People round town they all line up
To buy them Chevrolet's
But me I talked to the Mopar man
Been talkin' now for days
I went down to Coddingtown
It seemed the thing to do
You can get it all down there
From tennis balls to glue
Standin' up in the ol' smoke shop
Met a girl named Honey Pie
If you shamble long enough
You wanna' go, you gotta' go
Bring me on back
Lordy, Lordy, Coddingtown
That's the place to be
Lordy, Lordy, Coddingtown
That's the place for me
I went down to Coddingtown
And met old Santy Claus
Beanie Boy got a hold of that beard
Nearly yanked it from his jaws
I stepped on up to the pizza man
And gobbled down some filth
I shambled round now too damn long
I wanna' go, I gotta' go
Bring me on back
Lordy, Lordy, Coddingtown
That's the place to be
Lordy, Lordy, Coddingtown
That's the place for me
primus - de anza jig
Oh I can still remember
Jenny Hernando
She was my little lovely one
When I was seventeen.
I remember the day that she
Gave me her viriginity
And then she gave it to everyone
In our vicinity.
Oh I can still remember
Julie Tolentino
The dancing Filipino
We used to run around.
Her and Flouncin' Freddy
Were going hot and steady.
Now she runs a dyke bar,
The biggest one in town.
I can still remember my
Old friend Todd Squelati
I watching him snort a
Milkshake right up his nose.
He slurped it up the left side.
Blew it out the right side.
How he ever kept it down,
I will never know.
Of course I still remember
Ol Flouncin' Freddy
We were pumping gas
Down at El Sobrante Shell
His Mustang was his pride n' joy
He liked to dance the cowboy,
Hanging out at Jack In the Box
But eat at Taco Bell.
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