Letras:
Butthole Surfers Live

Something she said to me last night, Something she said to me. I saw the sunrise over my daddy's grave And I ate some rice and cheese today. Something

And all the sailors who were junkies All went sailing out to sea And the white man sold quaaludes to the monkeys And they all died high up in the trees

Now, this here story is the story of John Exczeuter Muthor Smoke, And its for his Mom, its about his Mom, Its about the Chicken Ranch they had in Southern

I woke up this morning On the wrong side of bed I had a knife in my back And I put it back in Oh my God I was dead I hope I get to sleep tonight I never

Something she said to me last night, Something she said to me. I saw the sun rising up over my daddy's grave And I ate some cheese and rice today! <

shit that I took was pretty fuckin' odd! There's a time for drugs and a time to be sane, Jimi Hendrix makes love to Marilyn's remains! There's a time to live

I got a stiff upper lip beause I'm half-dead! The walls of my life are crumbling around me! I'm running and I can't hide And I just might try suicide

Whaaaah! Wiped-out wasted Wichita Watch out where I am Last time I's in Wichita I did not give a damn Wiped-out wasted Wichita Cathedral from withold

Something she said to me last night, Something she said to me. I saw the sunrise over my daddy's grave And I ate some rice and cheese today. Something