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Bats in the Belfry
02:54
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You might think that I don't look so tough
But I have got a head full of crazy batshit stuff
My brain is an airport for eyeball-eating bats
So you better mind your manners you fucking little brats
Chorus:
Stand back you freaks, I've got bats in the belfry
A tangle with me shall prove to be unhealthy
These little buggers flying out of my ears
Shall far surpass all your darkest fears
Bats in the Belfry! (3)
Verse 2
Their flapping wings and piercing cries
These hungry bats will eat your eyes
And then you'll see what I'm talking about
So head for the hills and get the fuck out
Chorus
Stand back you freaks, I've got bats in the belfry
A tangle with me shall prove to be unhealthy
These nocturnal creatures shall run amuck
These furry little bastards don't give a fuck
Bats in the Belfry! (3)
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2. |
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Fifty Miles of Sulfuric Acid
Verse1
Fifty miles of sulfuric acid is all that stands between us
From buying a luxury condo right on the surface of Venus
It's only 600 degrees centigrade
I'll bring some antacid and some lemonade
Chorus:
Look at all these idiots paying rent on Earth
I'll venture into outer space and get my money's worth
I'm burning rocket fuel until my tanks are dry
You earthling losers can kiss my ass goodbye
Verse 2
I got some timeshare property right on Mercury's surface
My realtor just chuckled and told me that it's worthless
But I've got awesome views of the sun's solar flares
The sunburn can be deadly but who the hell cares
Chorus:
Bridge:
I got a used spaceship I bought online
And all my stuff is bundled up with twine
I'll bring some suntan lotion and heavy duty shades
I know there's a fortune in real estate .......... to be made!
Chorus
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3. |
Rocks in your Head
02:58
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I don't need to be a geologist to see
You got rocks in your head, you live in a fantasy
And I take it for granite
You're from a different planet
Than me
I can hear them rattle around inside your skull
Nothing too sharp, these rocks are really dull
Nothing that might cause a spark
These rocks are always in the dark
Rockhead!
The problem is that these rocks are really loud
Sharing your stone age vision with your crowd
All your blabbering on, I get no peace
Studying rocks just ain't my expertise
Are they igneous rocks?
or sedimentary?
Or maybe Metamorphic?
Or just plain scary?
You've got a head that's filled with rock
Your brain cells seem to be out of stock
Some people's brains are a precious gem
But you're sure as hell not one of them
Rockhead!
repeat first verse
I don't need to be a geologist to see
You got rocks in your head, you live in a fantasy
And I take it for granite
You're from a different planet
Than me
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4. |
Penis Enlarger
03:04
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I read in a magazine that size does matter
It's got to be longer, It's got to be fatter
Verse 1
Penis Enlarger - swinging dick dance
I'm going to need a bigger pair of pants
Swinging Dick Dancer!
I'm like a sex god come down to Earth
Maximum length, maximum girth
Swinging Dick Dancer!
Chorus
Penis Enlarger - swinging dick dance
Now I'm going to need a bigger pair of pants
Penis Enlarger!
verse 2
I've got the biggest pillar on the block
People come to worship my enormous cock
Swinging Dick Dancer!
King of the jungle - forget about the lions
I'm a miracle of medical science
Swinging Dick Dancer!
Chorus
Bridge:
At first I was skeptical, it came in the mail
But I'm hung like a beluga whale
Chorus
Verse 3
I'm like a sex god come down to Earth
Maximum length, maximum girth
Swinging Dick Dancer!
I've got the biggest pillar on the block
People come to worship my enormous cock
Swinging Dick Dancer!
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5. |
I am Not a Psychiatrist!
02:42
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Verse 1
You always call me on the phone
All night long you bitch and moan
I’ll lend an ear and be your friend
But your tired monologue never ends
Oh my god, it’s getting late
I going to have to charge you an hourly rate
I am not a psychiatrist (3) so fuck you!
Verse 2
Nothing will work that I suggest
I change the subject but you’re obsessed
Same old problems and a year has passed
Here’s an idea – get off your ass!
Round and round, I can’t prevent ya
I’m not trained to treat dementia
I am not a psychiatrist (3) so fuck you!
Verse 3
I must be a real sucker
This compassion thing is a motherfucker
You whine and scream and even yelp
What you need is professional help
I must be some kind of saint
A psychiatrist is what I ain’t
I am not a psychiatrist (3) so fuck you!
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World of Sharks
04:02
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Welcome friends to the world of sharks
Their teeth start leaving these little marks
You might see a pointy fin in your neighbor's lawn
Then one of these days your leg will be gone
Don't look at me like some kind of loona
You'll wake up one day in a can of tuna
Chorus
You're living in a world of sharks and you're just a minnow
Your cover's blown, your comfort zone is out the window
They know who you are and they know what you're doing
So you better wake up before their teeth start chewing
Sharks try to get me with their get rich schemes
Mouths full of politics get me with their screams
Promising fun if I buy their whatchamacallit
Sharks get all friendly and try to snatch my wallet
Sharks with commercials to sell me useless things
Lady sharks try to get me to buy them diamond rings
Chorus
Okay, so that's my story, it's probably really boring
Anyway, my time is up and I see my shrink is snoring
I didn't used to be like this. I think I know the cause
You never should've let me go see that movie "Jaws"
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Duck-Billed Platypus
03:35
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You sold your soul and destroyed yourself
But you found it years later on a thrift store shelf
So who was that guy with the horns and a tail?
And why was he so eager to close the sale?
You look like a quack in your tar and feather
You may need some duck tape to keep it together
chorus
And now you’re writing this song using beer as a catalyst
You're just as strange as a duck-billed platypus
Verse 2
People insist that the rat race has a checkered flag
You cruised at your leisure 'cause you found it such a drag
Waving at the grandstands, coasting through the curve
The people were not happy - You got a lot of nerve!
Even the devil, disgruntled, discarded your old soul
You kept your soul and your sanity - You must be on a roll!
chorus
And now you’re writing this song using beer as a catalyst
You're just as strange as a duck-billed platypus
Bridge:
You’re the type of mammal that lives near a keg
A strange sort of mammal that can lay an egg
You’ve got a web foot at the end of your leg,
Venomous ankles and a sister named Peg
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