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Wob​,​Wob

by Two-Headed Lamb

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Cannibal Sam 04:11
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Purple Scars 07:42
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Violent Beaver (free) 13:04
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about

Weaned ON BLOOD!

See the kids, flip their lids, as the deckhands, hit the skids,
Drunk on vodka, weaned on blood, ho ho ho, and a bucket of mud
Two-headed Lamb, Two headed Lamb, Two-headed Lamb, goes ho ho ho ho

Basket case, homely face, went into a private space,
checked his tires, turning flat, thump thump thump and a rata-ta-tat

(Chorus)


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I Love Meat Glue (He Loves Me Too)

I Love Meat Glue
He loves me too
We'll both go to
The Children's Zoo

He'll hug and kiss me
Then jump my bones
We'll jam and jive
To The Ramones.

Got a tiger,
By the tail
Climb aboard baby
Let's set sail

I love MEAT GLUE
He Loves ME TOO!

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Severed Heels (The Gerry Musick)

I was walking down the street
I was playing with women's feet
Hairy Gerry was my name
Killing prostitutes my game

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Our Haunted World

Don't snort your raunchy roach powder!
If you cough it up, you know you will be the man of the hour...
And don't you want power?

This is our haunted world
This is our haunted world
This is our insect world
This is our haunted world

The whole house tipped over, at the Birthday Party Surprise.
The Sheriff was there, outside, sniffing the gas.
Can you imagine the scene, all of them lying dead with their little birthday party hats, birthday party kazoos, on the floor like a bunch of roaches?

This is our haunted World
This is our haunted world
This is an Insect world
This is a hotel world...
This is a dead body world.

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Cannibal Sam

Witness Cannibal Sam
Creeping across the wasteland
He's a death-bag maker
And a tremendous taker
He'll eat you as you're sleeping
While little things are creeping
And puke your face up later
You'll look like mashed potaters

A fat man went out
With a butterfly net'
To capture welfare recipients
Lawnmower jockeys
And men in John Deere caps

Down the street from the Dollar Store
In the little L-shaped building (where the schizophrenics live)
He'll crawl through the piss-stinking halls
Come inside your door
And put the bite down!

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Purple Scars

Fill up the gas tank full disclosure
Who sez the nightmare will soon be over?
Brought down to blackness boiling grin
Baked in an oven of your own sin

Walking in witchery purple scars
Making out destiny by the stars
Walking in witchery purple scars
Making out destiny by the stars

Dog day is coming so you better be ready
Keep your powder dry and your right arm steady!

Walk like a dead man rise like a king
Known far and wide for the trouble you bring!

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Mary Matilda Eliza-May Mump
(Had No Head Just a Cauterized Stump!)

Mary Matilda Eliza-May Mump
Had no head just a cauterized stump
Never could sing cause she had no head
Just sat in the corner like the recently dead

Sent her to the circus said her dear old Pa
So they traveled the countryside near and far
Exhibiting her head to the paying marks
Then they'd roll the drunks in the city parks

One fine day he caught her fancy
A young strong man named Napoleon Nancy
Head-over-heels is how she fell
So she went across the midway to wish him well

Soon got married in a carnival tent
The midgets and clowns threw rice as they went
The bearded lady caught the bride's bouquet
Ooda-lolly golly what a damn fine day!

Napoleon, Napoleon what did you do?
This ain't the battle of Waterloo
He went and fell in love with another gal
A low-down hussy name of Suicide Sal

Mary Matilda Eliza-May
Screamed and cried when she heard what they say
Devised a plan to even the score
Confronted him at his trailer door.

Stuck out her neck and away he went
No one knew just where he was sent
Just a trail of blood leading out the door
And no one ever saw ol' Nap no more

Now the carnival owner and the midgets speak
Of their star attraction, their headless freak:
"She done him in, I do suspect,
For they say she has teeth deep down in her neck!"

eggs with hot sauce, yum yum yum...

credits

released November 18, 2014

ALL MUSICS AND LYRICS BY 2 HEAD!

Bass- 2 Head
Gats - 2 Head
Keyboards - 2 Head
Vocals - 2 Head
Production - 2 Head
Lyrics - 2 Head
Cover Art - 2 Head
Design Concept - 2 Head
Spiritual Mentor - Ferlin Husky

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Hopefully, my various musics are ultimately like magic bullets that enter and impact at the base of the skull, ricochet around the brain chamber, and then leave a gaping exit wound in the forehead. You may hate them


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