Letra de Mexican Prick Fish - Gwar
Letra de canci�n de Mexican Prick Fish de Gwar lyrics
Mexican prick fish
Mexican prick fish
Mexican prick fish
Mexican prick fish
(Note: on the CD, the track also includes "SFW Sessions Pt. 1")
BalSac: Ole`, Ole`
Oderus: You got to be hard, you got to be all hard
BalSac: Fuckin' A, esse`, Fuckin shit rollin', man? Fuckin' rollin' man?
Oderus: To make it in this world you got to be hard
BalSac: Shut the fuck up esse`
Oderus: The oldest (?)
?: Si, el moro
Oderus: Come on, punto. Do it fuckface.
(drum intro from SFW starts, then ends. Tape cuts, then resumes in the middle of SFW, but they screw it up)
?: Tapes still rolling
Oderus: Hey esse`, you fucked up real good
BalSac: Suck my prick fish, fucko
?: Tape's still rolling, asshole!
Oderus: Hey fucko, you can... Hey fucko...
BalSac: Suck my goddamn prick fish, you motherfucker
Oderus: Your punto ass is mine
BalSac: You spick
(tape cuts, resumes with drum intro for SFW starting)
BalSac: Alright, alright
Oderus: Back off the juice motherfucker, I think you had a little too much to drink
(intro continues until the bass starts to kick in, then they screw up)
Oderus: You fucking suck my prick, okay, fuck you.
?: You guys ready now?
Oderus: I been ready, what's your problem?.. Okay, I will.
(SFW drum intro starts again briefly, then stops. BalSac begins playing "Over The Hills And Far Away")
Oderus: Cut the shit esse`, the fucking Led Zeppelin stuff is beginning to make me mad, you know, I have to go for my gat and spray you. You know, speckle you with my fucking love, my gun, my love gun.
BalSac: Fucking moron, you don't know shit about fucking tuning, I'm fucking tuning
Oderus: My love gun is not something to be, you know, to be taken less seriously than maybe the gland of a huge elephant.
BalSac: You want it to fucking sound out of tune man, is that the what you want?
Oderus: You know, you think that maybe a huge cannon, maybe could take on my prick, you have to be thinking maybe a little wrong...
BalSac: Fuck it, alright fucko, fucko, hey fucko, shut your fucking hole you prick
Oderus: You know that my prick is making fucking (?) holes
BalSac: Yeah spick, call me a prick, you're a spick prick.
Oderus: Maybe I'll speckle you with my filthy potato up my Mexican prick fish dick okay
BalSac: Hey fuck you fucko
Oderus: So get on with it
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BalSac: You wanna do this or what?
?: The tape, she's a rolling
Oderus: Do it you fuck, you fuck fuck
?: Where's our drummer?
BalSac: Wake up
Oderus: He's tired, he hurt his back
BalSac: Awww, baby
Oderus: He's been fucking too hard. Our fucking drummer's been fucking too much. He's fuck drunk. He's fuck drunk you fuck. Quit waiting. Get it right or I'm getting pissed. Yeah, hi bud, number one, take it away fucker.
BalSac: Shut up for a second and let him start the fucking song.
Oderus: I'm not saying shit.
?: What song we doing?
BalSac: So Fucking What
Oderus: It don't matter what song
BalSac: Get up
Oderus: Hey, the pizza's here
BalSac: Shut up
(tape cuts here, starts again with the band playing the end of an improvised version of a Mexican sounding oldies song ("Dream Lover", I think), with Oderus singing)
Oderus: ...kick his ass now, I'd like to kick his ass now, I'd like to kick his ass right now, I want to kick his fucking aaaaaasssss.
(song ends)
BalSac: ...fuck around man
Oderus: You had all day to tune.
BalSac: You don't understand man
Oderus: You had all day to tune
BalSac: You been tuning all fucking day
Oderus: You can tune all fucking day
BalSac: You're a fucking maniac man
Oderus: Dude, dude
BalSac: You don't know shit about music, dude, you don't know shit, man
Oderus: Dude, tape's rolling, fuck
BalSac: Shut up, you ready
Oderus: Do it
(tape cuts here, resumes with the band playing the end of Krak Down)
BalSac: Why are we wasting our tape with this crap? It's fucking crap man, what the fuck are we doing?
Oderus: Look, we had it and we lost it, okay, we had it and we lost it, you can't, no look, no fuck you...
BalSac: Why are we wasting our time with this, we've already got it on album
Oderus: You can't fucking make a cherry out of a turd, that's all there is to it.
BalSac: No, shut the fuck up, shut the fuck up man
Oderus: You can't make a cherry out of a turd, we had it earlier, everything was nice, things were going good, you guys weren't fucking up, and you guys weren't making a bunch of fucking noise, I was funny and you guys weren't even there, you were in the room laughing, now you wanna get cute, you wanna get cute? You wanna come out here and fuckin' teach me my business? Let me tell you about my business
Balsac: There ain't nothin' cute about shit.
Oderus: You don't know nothin' about my business. My business is my fucking business, so fuck you.
BalSac: You don't know a fucking thing about cute about shit.
Oderus: Hey, let's get drunk. Let's get fucked up. Can we just get drunk?
Mexican prick fish
Mexican prick fish
Mexican prick fish
(Note: on the CD, the track also includes "SFW Sessions Pt. 1")
BalSac: Ole`, Ole`
Oderus: You got to be hard, you got to be all hard
BalSac: Fuckin' A, esse`, Fuckin shit rollin', man? Fuckin' rollin' man?
Oderus: To make it in this world you got to be hard
BalSac: Shut the fuck up esse`
Oderus: The oldest (?)
?: Si, el moro
Oderus: Come on, punto. Do it fuckface.
(drum intro from SFW starts, then ends. Tape cuts, then resumes in the middle of SFW, but they screw it up)
?: Tapes still rolling
Oderus: Hey esse`, you fucked up real good
BalSac: Suck my prick fish, fucko
?: Tape's still rolling, asshole!
Oderus: Hey fucko, you can... Hey fucko...
BalSac: Suck my goddamn prick fish, you motherfucker
Oderus: Your punto ass is mine
BalSac: You spick
(tape cuts, resumes with drum intro for SFW starting)
BalSac: Alright, alright
Oderus: Back off the juice motherfucker, I think you had a little too much to drink
(intro continues until the bass starts to kick in, then they screw up)
Oderus: You fucking suck my prick, okay, fuck you.
?: You guys ready now?
Oderus: I been ready, what's your problem?.. Okay, I will.
(SFW drum intro starts again briefly, then stops. BalSac begins playing "Over The Hills And Far Away")
Oderus: Cut the shit esse`, the fucking Led Zeppelin stuff is beginning to make me mad, you know, I have to go for my gat and spray you. You know, speckle you with my fucking love, my gun, my love gun.
BalSac: Fucking moron, you don't know shit about fucking tuning, I'm fucking tuning
Oderus: My love gun is not something to be, you know, to be taken less seriously than maybe the gland of a huge elephant.
BalSac: You want it to fucking sound out of tune man, is that the what you want?
Oderus: You know, you think that maybe a huge cannon, maybe could take on my prick, you have to be thinking maybe a little wrong...
BalSac: Fuck it, alright fucko, fucko, hey fucko, shut your fucking hole you prick
Oderus: You know that my prick is making fucking (?) holes
BalSac: Yeah spick, call me a prick, you're a spick prick.
Oderus: Maybe I'll speckle you with my filthy potato up my Mexican prick fish dick okay
BalSac: Hey fuck you fucko
Oderus: So get on with it
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BalSac: You wanna do this or what?
?: The tape, she's a rolling
Oderus: Do it you fuck, you fuck fuck
?: Where's our drummer?
BalSac: Wake up
Oderus: He's tired, he hurt his back
BalSac: Awww, baby
Oderus: He's been fucking too hard. Our fucking drummer's been fucking too much. He's fuck drunk. He's fuck drunk you fuck. Quit waiting. Get it right or I'm getting pissed. Yeah, hi bud, number one, take it away fucker.
BalSac: Shut up for a second and let him start the fucking song.
Oderus: I'm not saying shit.
?: What song we doing?
BalSac: So Fucking What
Oderus: It don't matter what song
BalSac: Get up
Oderus: Hey, the pizza's here
BalSac: Shut up
(tape cuts here, starts again with the band playing the end of an improvised version of a Mexican sounding oldies song ("Dream Lover", I think), with Oderus singing)
Oderus: ...kick his ass now, I'd like to kick his ass now, I'd like to kick his ass right now, I want to kick his fucking aaaaaasssss.
(song ends)
BalSac: ...fuck around man
Oderus: You had all day to tune.
BalSac: You don't understand man
Oderus: You had all day to tune
BalSac: You been tuning all fucking day
Oderus: You can tune all fucking day
BalSac: You're a fucking maniac man
Oderus: Dude, dude
BalSac: You don't know shit about music, dude, you don't know shit, man
Oderus: Dude, tape's rolling, fuck
BalSac: Shut up, you ready
Oderus: Do it
(tape cuts here, resumes with the band playing the end of Krak Down)
BalSac: Why are we wasting our tape with this crap? It's fucking crap man, what the fuck are we doing?
Oderus: Look, we had it and we lost it, okay, we had it and we lost it, you can't, no look, no fuck you...
BalSac: Why are we wasting our time with this, we've already got it on album
Oderus: You can't fucking make a cherry out of a turd, that's all there is to it.
BalSac: No, shut the fuck up, shut the fuck up man
Oderus: You can't make a cherry out of a turd, we had it earlier, everything was nice, things were going good, you guys weren't fucking up, and you guys weren't making a bunch of fucking noise, I was funny and you guys weren't even there, you were in the room laughing, now you wanna get cute, you wanna get cute? You wanna come out here and fuckin' teach me my business? Let me tell you about my business
Balsac: There ain't nothin' cute about shit.
Oderus: You don't know nothin' about my business. My business is my fucking business, so fuck you.
BalSac: You don't know a fucking thing about cute about shit.
Oderus: Hey, let's get drunk. Let's get fucked up. Can we just get drunk?
