Hidden Track

So you've got balls now

Murray on the run

Down on Newberry Street

Seventeen seconds of fun

Apes are overrated blocky

A kinky batch of pudding, yay

Garbage dump, pumpkin rot

And candy apple gray

Werewolf in the flowerbed

Perfect day for lucky guy

This song was never meant to be released

What's that flaming ball in the sky?

The crackhead from Texas

He can read my feet

A bruised piñata

And a liquid pixie

If friends were flowers

Nothing gold can stay

Gun-sexual sense

And squeegee tails

Bees in the cookie jar

Symphonic despair

Reinventing the manifesto

Are you? We don't care

Jacuzzis and bunnies

A broken fondue set

Koool G is in the outhouse

You can be my Mr. French

This old Frisbee

Is shitting in the alley

I saw a naked picture of me on the internet

Wearing Jesus' new snowshoes

Golly gee

If Hell is crowded, then we shall sing

A hip song for the kids in the back

For Michelle and the dripping of a faucet

Ride the vicious bicycle on the tracks

Olympic mayonnaise, Doctor Thunder

Low occupancy vehicle stops and starts

With Hollywood suspicion

The doctor has snake hearts