Pirate Radio

This Job Sucks

THIS JOB SUCKS

 by R. Horn, Casper & S. Ryan, BMI

I partied all night and got to work by nine,

supervisor told me I’ll be workin’ overtime!

He said I’m always late and I ain’t got no class.

That’s when I told the boss to kiss my ass!

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Well I’m punchin’ a clock and staring at the wall,

I’m lookin’ at my paycheck and it’s too damn small!

You know I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t need the bucks,

All I can say is..This Job Sucks!

 This Job Sucks!

I got back late from my two bone lunch,

The boss is starin' at me with his panties in a bunch.

He said,”You don’t look right and you smell kind of odd!”

I said,”Tell your ugly mother she can have this job!”

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By now I’m getting’ restless, I know it’s time to go.

I’m lookin’ at the clock and it’s too damn slow!

The boss is shoutin’ at me, “Get your ass in gear!”

But it’s five o’clock and time to rock and I’m outa here!

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SPANK THAT PUPPY

by R.Horn, BMI

Sniffin' here, sniffin' there,

got my nose in someone’s underwear.

Broke my leash, jumped the fence,

grabbed my bone and I ain’t been seen since.

Now I’m runnin’ with the bad dogs, honey,

like I ain’t got no sense!

Jumpin’ cats, chasin’ tail,

Howlin’ at the moon ‘till I turn pale.

Runnin’ wild day and night,

And I’m humpin’ everything in sight.

Just between you and me,

Ya know my bark is much worse than my bite!

Spank that puppy! Spank that puppy!

Spank that puppy! Spank that puppy!

Tie me to  your whippin’ post, I’ve been a bad, bad dog!

Take me home from the pound,

Chain me up and you can hose me down.

Fill my bowl, scratch my chin,

Feed me snacks and I’ll be your best friend.

First time that I get the chance,

I’ll break the chain and hop that fence again!

Spank that puppy! Spank that puppy!

Spank that puppy! Spank that puppy!

Tie me to your whippin’ post, I’ve been a bad, bad dog.

Tie me to your bed post, honey, I’ve been a bad, bad dog.

Well slap my ass and call me Lassie, I've been a bad, bad dog!

JACKRABBIT

by S. Ryan, BMI

Hey Jackrabbit won’t you run with me

Hey Jackrabbit little fun with me

Hey Jackrabbit won’t you run with me

Well you ain’t seen nothin’ ‘till you’ve hung with me, yeah!

Well I think I’ve heard about you all around

They say you are the quickest Jack in town

Well I don’t know ‘cause I ain’t been around too long

But I’ll bet I can keep you on your toes, on your toes.

Jack you are a quick one, I confess

You sure can follow your nose to a dress

So if you don’t mind I will give it a try

So pop that cork and I will be back by and by.

MICRO BREW

by R. Horn, BMI

After work I hit this place,

The bar-babe had the cutest face.

She put a Bud Lite in my hand,

I gave it back and made my stand.

If that’s all you got it just won’t do,

What I want is Micro-Brew!

The boys and me, we went downtown

To check a pub that’s jammin’ down.

The waitress there was mighty fine,

But all she brought was sippin’ wine.

Now Chardonnay’s alright for you,

But all we want is Micro-Brew!

We went down South to Mexico

To a little cantina we all know.

“Mas tequilas?” the senorita said.

No thanks ma’am, it hurts my head.

Now Quervo Gold is mighty cool,

But just bring me a Micro-Brew!

SOUTHBOUND TRAIN

by R.Horn, BMI

I packed up my pain and I stepped on the train

 and made my final farewell.

She couldn’t see what her love did to me

And now I never will tell.

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I always hide what I’m feeling inside.

Now I must fly and I won’t try anymore.

I heard her say as the train pulled away,

“I’ll love you until I die!”

But there’s no turning back as I head down the track

And I wipe the rain from my eye.

I long for the day when my pain goes away

And maybe that old sun will shine.

But for now let it rain and I’ll stay on that train

‘till it gets to the end of the line.

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I always hide what I’m feeling inside.

Now I must fly and I won’t cry anymore.

I miss her so but I can’t let it show

Since I took off on my own.

I saw the rain from that South bound train

As it covered what once was my home.

YOUR OPINION

by S. Ryan, BMI

I thought I had enough of all your bitchin’ Friday night

But then you started in again and here’s another fight

The neighbors gotta wonder what is goin’ on inside

All they hear is your big mouth while I sneak out and hide

Well I’m leavin’

Oh, yeah, I’m leavin’

I guess this is goodbye, my love, it won’t hurt me to leave

I s’pose you’ll keep on bitchin’ as I turn the another leaf

So tell your friends I left you, that I’m just another cad

We both know they know you too well, I couldn’t be that bad

Well I’m leavin’

Oh, yeah, I’m leavin’

When I want your opinion, I’ll give it to you, not before then

When I want your opinion, I’ll give it to you, not before then

Maybe one day you’ll understand I just had to go

I’ll hop in my old pickup and you’re history you know

Next time I’ll find me a girl who really understands

She won’t speak ‘till she’s spoken to, and only to her man

Well I’m leavin’

Oh, yeah, I’m leavin’

When I want your opinion, I’ll give it to you, not before then

When I want your opinion, I’ll give it to you, not before then

When I want your opinion, I’ll give it

When I want your opinion, you’ll hear it

When I want your opinion, I’ll give it to you, not before then!

LIGHTEN UP LUCY

by R. Horn, BMI

Ever since I met you, you’ve been climbin’ up and down my back.

You know you make me crazy like a rattler in a gunny sack!

When you get up in the morning you put on your favorite frown.

If I didn’t dodge your daggers, I’d be six feet under ground!

Sometime I think of leavin’

but you know that I enjoy the view.

Lighten up Lucy, you know that I’m in love with you!

Every time I’m next to you my temperature begins to soar.

With just one look, my tongue is layin’ on the floor!

When I see you walkin’, man, my head head is ready to blow.

I hate to see you leave, but babe, I love to watch you go!

You sat I don’t deserve you

and deep inside I know it’s true.

But, lighten up Lucy, you know that I’m in love with you!

Lighten up Lucy!

Lighten up Lucy!

Lighten up Lucy!

Lighten up Lucy!

Lighten up Lucy, you know that I’m in love with you!

We fight like cats-n-dogs and love like water snakes.

When we’re howlin’ at the moon the whole joint shakes!

When we’re tearin’ up the floor you know we can’t be stopped.

We’re gonna swing and jump until somebody calls the cops!

You know our life’s a crap-shoot

and baby needs a new pair of shoes,

So lighten up Lucy, you know that I'm in love with you!

NUCLEAR WINTER

By R.Horn, BMI

Your children will never know how close we came

to perishing in a ball of flame.

When the Missles of October stood against the sky,

nations trembled as men played God with all our lives.

As the Eagle and the Bear struggled for control,

the Dragon slipped into the scene and the game turned cold.

All the leaders convinced their tribes that they needed more;

"He who has the biggest gun, avoids a war".

Now the winds are blowing change. Who bears the lance?

No one's watching as the Camel lurks to steal his chance.

No more teachers, No more books,

No more playgrounds, No more world!

I hope the children never know that we're to blame.

We build the demons then we tear them down to hide our shame.

No more teachers, No more books,

No more playgrounds, No more World!

PARTY IN MY PANTS

by R. Horn, BMI

I got up this morning with a feeling in my head,

It’d be groovy if you’d be layin’ with me in my bed.

All day long I’m swellin’ from the River of Desire,

Better hose me down there, Darlin’, ‘cause you’re stokin’ up my fire.

I can’t stand the pressure ‘cause somethin’s gonna blow.

Girl, just listen to me ‘cause there’s something you should know.

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There’s a party in my pants.

There’s a party in my pants.

There’s a party in my pants.

And baby don’t ya wanna come?

Well, turn me down and hurt me, Darlin’, I don’t really care,

I’ve become a time-bomb in explodin’ underwear.

The air is gettin’ hotter from the perfume that you use,

If you get any closer, Baby, you’ll ignite my fuse.

The Earth will be a tremblin’ for 20 mile or so,

So, hunker in my bunker and get ready for the blow.

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If you need some protection, Honey, I have got the gun,

Get a load of my hot pistol, Darlin’, it’s not just for fun.

I don’t take shootin’ lightly and I won’t invite the town,

But, you’ve a standin’ invitation, Girl, if you want to get down.

There’s party hats and favors and the tune are kinda hip,

So walk your stockings over and I’ll provide the dip.

(CHORUS)

PIRATE RADIO

by R. Horn, Casper, BMI

Listening to a Rock&Roll station, waiting for her song to play

Grooving to the crystal airwaves, when I hear my baby say

I love it when that DJ says my name!

Went to the college station, I said play this if you can

The phones lit up like lightning, so they’re playing it again

I love it when that DJ says our name!

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Pirate Radio is here to stay!

Dealin’ with the corporate station, spinnin’ only what they play

Who’s got the guts to spin those songs the rest are afraid to play?

That renegade DJ blows them all away!

Scanning all the stations, checkin’ out the frequencies

Looking for my favorite DL who plays songs just for me

I bet he’s got a haircut just like Flea!

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You know that you want more, Pirate Radio

We don’t care what the labels say

We don’t need those assholes anyway!

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To every cyber-groupie that we’ve met.

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