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King Clarentz

Day of the Supermodel


  1. Pea Vine Whistle    lyrics
  2. Supermodel    lyrics
  3. Death Letter Blues
  4. Alex Jones    lyrics
  5. Cooking with Your Nightdress On    lyrics
  6. Lonesome Ghost    lyrics
  7. Down on the Burying Ground    lyrics
  8. Martha Stewart    lyrics
  9. Rim o’ the Koochie    lyrics
  10. Hurricane Party    lyrics
  11. New GOP    lyrics
  12. Empire State    lyrics
  13. Sunshine Rocker    lyrics


Lyrics

Pea Vine Whistle

(PD, arr. by C. Brewer) Super Sweet Publishing, BMI
Thought I heard
Thought I heard
Thought I heard
Pea Vine Whistle blow
Early this morning at a half past four

Late last night mom and papa laid down
Heard mama say to papa
Gonna ride that Pea Vine Special into town

‘Bout two hours later
Mater said to pater
Say papa
Oh papa
Oh papa
Oh papa
Thought I heard
Thought I heard
Thought I heard
Pea Vine Whistle blow

Supermodel

(C. Brewer) Super Sweet Publishing, BMI
Way out in the desert
‘neath the 29 Palms
Know that gov’t
Set off atomic bombs
Genetic genie
Jumped out the bottle
She’s radioactive
Very attractive supermodel

Radioactive girl
On a walk in the park
Keeping mothers at bay
She glows in the dark

A comet flew
In outer space
Gonna destroy
The whole human race
President said
It’s not me to follow…
We need…
Send in the supermodel

Supermodel flew
Up in outer space
Put that comet
In it’s comet place
Melt them down
To a little bottle
Designer toilet water by the supermodel

Way out in the desert
‘neath the 29 Palms
Know that gov’t
Set off atomic bombs
Genetic genie
Jumped out the bottle
Radioactive…
Sexually…

Alex Jones

(C. Brewer) Super Sweet Publishing, BMI
Let’s talk about war
Let’s talk about greed
The Mujahideen and the GOP
Ain’t no use in calling home
GOP done tapped your phone
Jones, Alex Jones

Alex Jones told you the truth
You got screwed in the votin’ booth
Ain’t no use in going home
GOP took your rights and gone
Gone, with Alex Jones

Jones, Alex Jones
Alex Jones told you the way
The End Game is going to come out today
The Terror Storm… on The Prison Planet
That’s what it’s all about

Alex Jones, he’s a man of truth
You got screwed in the votin’ booth
I’m here tell you Neocons
They have took your rights and gone

If you know what to do
Listen to Alex Jones, he’ll tell you the truth
Neocons behind every stool
Yeah, they’re shooting for you

Alex rant:
Now ladies and gentlemen, I want you to know that the Bildeburgers, the 200 richest people in the country… in the world, are getting together and they’re making a plan to take your First Amendment rights. They got these Neocons in office and they are railroading our government into a hole. We said they were going to do it and we told you about the 9/11 and the World Trade Center… we told you 2 weeks before it happened but did anybody believe us here? No. Alex Jones was on it. Alex Jones is always on it. Now ladies and gentlemen I want you know that they’ve got a plan for everybody. The counsel on foreign relations, the world banks, the IRS… they’re all banding together. They’re gonna take your First Amendment rights… and if you look on the Prison Planet… and get my new show End Game, you’ll see that the Bildeburgers, Neocons and Republicans have joined in an unholy alliance out there in the bohemian grove and they’re gonna be taking your rights. You know? They’ve already declared they’re going to reduce the world population by 80% in the next three years so you better get ready for it. They’re gonna be knocking on your door real soon. Now I want you to know this: out here at the GNC radio broadcasting network, we’re gonna fight these devils tooth and nail, TOOTH AND NAIL. They’re not taking our… not in Texas, not in Texas… Now I want you to now that we’re gonna have Tex Mars who’s gonna come on and he’s gonna be talking about, you know, all these devils… You know, the Bible speaks of it… You know they’re gonna be having a mark of the beast on your forehead. They’re talking about putting the RF ID sensors in your forehead. That’s right. You know, now ladies and gentlemen, I want you to hear this: People here in the GNC Network, we believe that Americans have a right to not have a dad-gum mark of the beast stamped in their foreheads. And if you people believe that then I believe that you’re with me here at the network. You know, you need to tell your friends about End Game, the Bildeburgers and how the World Trade Center really went down. You know, I’m gonna tell ya, we’re gonna fight these devils. We’re gonna fight ‘em. We’re gonna fight ‘em tooth and nail. We gonna fight ‘em in the battlements, we’re gonna be in the trenches with them. Now these devils are trying to take your First Amendment rights. The President has already declared himself Emperor in Chief and now what’s going on is everybody’s got their heads buried in the sand of the popular media and I want you to know that Alex Jones is going to be on the radio every night until we bring these devils down.

Cooking with Your Nightdress On

(C. Brewer) Super Sweet Publishing, BMI
It’s hard on me
When you’re cooking with your nightdress on
It’s hard on me
When you’re cooking with your nightdress on
Checking on them Christmas hams
That juice be dripping out the bone

Bend down mama
Say I see a penny on the floor
Bend down mama
Think I see a penny on the floor
Must be half a quarter
Over by the bedroom door

Saved up ‘bout enough
Buy the hardware hose
Saved up ‘bout enough
Buy the rubber hardware hose
That labor saving device
Your husband don’t even know

It’s hard on me
When you’re cooking with your nightdress on
It’s hard on me
When you’re cooking with your nightdress on
Checking on them Christmas hams
That juice be dripping out the bone

Lonesome Ghost

(C. Brewer) Super Sweet Publishing, BMI
Clock on the wall
Just struck thirteen
Who knew the afterlife
Could be so mean
Took his life
On Christmas day
Now he’s a lonesome ghost
The old folks say

Yeah, he’s a lonesome ghost
He’s singing the blues
After midnight
Gonna moan for you

You kids been thinking
‘bout suicide
Better think twice
Already been tried
Yeah, ‘cuz what if you did it
And only half died
You’d be a lonesome ghost
And we’d hear you cry

Lonesome ghost
You’ll be singing the blues
After midnight
We’ll hear the moan from you

Yeah, she took her life
Thanksgiving Day
Long ago
Far away
She’s dead as hell
Any damn way
Lonesome ghost ho
Up under the freeway

Lonesome ghost ho
Little runaway
Starts moaning at midnight
Don’t stop ‘till break of day

Clock on the wall
Just struck thirteen
Who knew the afterlife
Could be so mean
Took his life
On Christmas day
Now he’s a lonesome ghost
The old folks say

Yeah, he’s a lonesome ghost
He’s singing the blues
After midnight
Gonna moan for you

Down on the Burying Ground

(PD, arr. by C. Brewer) Super Sweet Publishing, BMI
See my mother
Standing round
Standing round
Standing round
Down on the burying ground
Down on the burying ground
Down on the burying ground

See my father
Standing round
Standing round
Standing round
Down on the burying ground
Down on the burying ground
Down on the burying ground

See my sister
Standing round
Standing round
Standing round
Down on the burying ground
Down on the burying ground
Down on the burying ground

Old preacher man
Don’t put the poor boy down
Yeah, they put him down
Down in the ground

See my lovers
Standing round
Standing round
Standing round
Down on the burying ground
Down on the burying ground
Down on the burying ground

See my brothers
Standing round
Standing round
Standing round
Down on the burying ground
Down on the burying ground
Down on the burying ground

Sun’s going down
Behind that western

Behind that western
Behind that western hill
That boy’s in the ground
Lying there still

See my mother
Standing round
Standing round
Standing round
Down on the burying ground
Down on the burying ground
Down on the burying ground

See my brothers
Standing round
Standing round
Standing round
Down on the burying ground
Down on the burying ground
Down on the burying ground

Martha Stewart

(C. Brewer) Super Sweet Publishing, BMI
Hey Martha Stewart
I’m talking to you
Come on over to my house
Work on my bedroom

Yeah, Martha Stewart
Here I am
Come on over to my house
Let’s smoke some hams

Yeah, Martha Stewart
Meet my good friend Doctor Ruth
She’s gonna show us three ways
Work on my bedroom

Let’s have a party
I’ll bring the Chex
Tell me what wallpaper
Goes good with sex

Hey Martha Stewart
Meet my good friend Doctor Ruth
She’s gonna build a man sandwich
Up in my bedroom

Martha on the cable
‘bout three a.m.
Ain’t it ‘bout time
Glaze them hams

Yeah, Martha Stewart
Meet my good friend Doctor Ruth
She’s gonna show us three ways
Work on my bedroom

One more thing
Martha gotta do
Bend down and show me
Jailhouse tattoo

Yeah, Martha Stewart
Meet my good friend Doctor Ruth

Rim o’the Koochie

(C. Brewer) Super Sweet Publishing, BMI
Her mound of Venus
Rose up between us
That little bump did grind
On the rim o’the koochie
She’s a real mama hoochie
And we had a real good time

Yeah, on the rim o’the koochie
Had a real good time
Got started at four a.m.
Didn’t quit ‘till a quarter ‘till nine

She’s the baddest thing
You ever seen
Shimy and shake
That lil machine
You know what
She knows what to do
She’s celebrating her birthday
And that’s all she can do

On the rim o’the koochie
She had a real good time
She’s a real mama hoochie
For all times

She’s the baddest thing
You ever seen
Got the midnight fantasy
To be a little porn queen
Oh she shimmy and shake
All night long
You know what she’s got
Goin’ on

On the rim o’the koochie
She had a real good time
Ah yeah
‘till a quarter ‘till nine

____ in both hands
_____ dripping ____
She’s celebrating her birthday
Number twenty-six
Ah yeah

Her mound of Venus
Rose up between us
That little bump did grind
Yeah, lil girl
Yeah, she’s the whole world
The one that
You wanna…

On the rim o’the koochie
Had a real good time
Yeah, from quarter ‘till four
‘till right about nine

Hurricane Party

(C. Brewer) Super Sweet Publishing, BMI
Each year the National Weather Service in association with the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Institute (NOA) provide hurricane warnings for people on the East Coast of the United States of America. Now many of the citizens will evacuate when told and the hurricane warnings are placed in effect. Many other citizens will get a bunch of booze and go down to the beach and have a hurricane party...

Little King Clarentz
In the aeroplane
Doing the mile high club
In the hurricane

The hurricane party
In the beach hotel
They dance butt naked
Fort Lauderdale

Yeah, you know what’s good
Better than best
Ain’t nothing like
Hurricane sex

Hurricane wind
Increased in speed
And the hurricane party
Began to breed

Little King Clarentz
In the aeroplane
Doing the mile high club
Over Key Biscayne

Ah, the beautiful eye of the hurricane. The tremendous low pressure gives us a view so beautiful. Everything has a little aura. A wonderful, a wonderful little green light on the destruction of everything. …and now it’s time… for the other side of the storm.

Yeah, you know what
I’m gonna tell you what
Ain’t nothing like
That hurricane strut

New GOP

(C. Brewer) Super Sweet Publishing, BMI
I wanna tell you people
Since time began
Ain’t no greater evil
Than Republican

Rob from the poor
Give to the rich
Faith-based lies
I’m telling you this
Ain’t no greater evil
Since time began
Than the one they call
Republican

Conservative man
Don’t never conserve
Don’t brake for animals
Don’t slow down or swerve

Faith-based lies
Profiteer war
And you know what them Republicans
Still driving big cars

Yeah I’m gonna tell you people
Since time began
…the one they call
The Re-bu-bu-bu-republican

Now when you go to vote
I’ll tell you what you do
If you vote Republican
You’re bound to lose
You’re bound to lose
You’re bound to lose

Yeah because from the time, time began
There ain’t nothing more evil than
Republican

Empire State

(PD, arr. by C. Brewer) Super Sweet Publishing, BMI
I went down to the station
I leaned up by the door
I went down to the station
I leaned up by the door
Yeah, I know that Empire State
Any time I hear it blow

Asked that conductor
Please let me ride the blinds
Yeah, asked that conductor
Please let me ride the blinds
He said I wouldn’t mind son
But the Empire State ain’t mine

Yeah, Empire State
Runs on Eastern
Runs on Eastern
Runs on Eastern Time
That Empire State runs on Eastern Time
The smokin-est thing
On the New York Central line

The mean conductor
The cruel ol’ engineer
The mean conductor
The cruel ol’ engineer
Took my baby
Left me standing here

I wanna tell you all
What the Empire State will do
I’m gonna tell you people
What the Empire State will do
Take your baby
Puff back black smoke at you

Sunshine Rocker

(C. Brewer) Super Sweet Publishing, BMI
Sunshine Rocker hit the road today
Back from the 60s, peace and love brigade
Stop that war in the desert sand
Hijackers kidnapped Uncle Sam

Sign
Sign
Throw up the peace sign
Throw up the peace sign
Back from the 60s
Right on time

Sunshine Rocker, Harley Davidson
Back from the 60s with a lot of fun
Peace and love in the summer sun
Sunshine Rocker is the only one

Sign
Sign
Throw up the peace sign
Throw up the peace sign
Back from the 60s
Right on time

Sunshine Rocker just the other day
Said stop that war before it’s too late
Sunshine Rocker, from 9/11, [said]
Stop that war in the desert sun

Sign
Sign
Throw up the peace sign
Throw up the peace sign








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