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Vicious Fisters

Born in Isolation (Lyrics)

Side One

Song 01:

Drawl

When I saw you in the parking lot,
I didn’t really wanna talk,
And then you waved and you were gone,
And I was left to write the song.
Why’d you do that?
I know you think you’re better than me,
But I have no envy in me,
So if you can ever hear me,
Know that I still love you dearly.
I always go, Tu-ri-loo-ri-loo
Whenever I zoom my vroom by you.

(Repeat 3x)

(Instrumental break)
I always go, Tu-ri-loo-ri loo
Whenever I zoom my vroom by you.
When I saw you in the parking lot,
I didn’t really wanna talk,
And then you waved and you were gone,
And I was left to write the song.
Why’d you do that?

(Repeat and fade)

Song 02:

Riff

(Instrumental)

Song 03:

Visceral Love

I need something I can touch.
I need something I can feel.
I need something I can wrap my arms around.
I need the viscereal.
I need a visceral love.

(Repeat 3x)

I need something that makes me bow.
I need something that makes me kneel.
I need something that twists me up inside.
I need the viscereal.
I need a visceral love.

(Repeat 3x)

It’s all I need, baby.
I need something that makes me tickle.
I need something that makes me keel.
I need something that moves me deep inside.
I need the viscereal.
I need a visceral love

(Repeat 3x)

A viscereal love.
Sent from God above.

(Repeat)

Song 04:

Pharmaka Monika Maka

Tremfya.
Zeizel.
Prozac.
Lithium.
Botox.
Onomatopoeia.
Ricky Nicky Timbo.
Wouldn’t wanna be ya.
I’m a pharmacological moniker maker,
And my best friend is the undertaker,
Put the letters in a bottle and I give ‘em a shaker,
I’m a pharmacological moniker maker.
Triptophan.
I’m an Only Fan.
Zizipasa.
Onomatopoeia.

(Ad lib)

I’m a pharmacological moniker maker,
And my best friend is the undertaker,
Put the pills (letters) in a bottle and I give ‘em a shaker,
I’m a pharmacological moniker maker.

(Repeat and fade)

Song 05:

Funk in the Trunk

I got some funk in my trunk.
I got some jiggle in my junk.
I got magic in my hair.
That’s why you best beware.
When you ride with me,
It’ll set you free.
I got some shiver in my quiver.
You got to stand and deliver.
I got some gristle in my whistle.
You get no early dismissal.
When you ride with me,
It’ll set you free.
When you ride with me,
When you ride with me,
I’ll be your honey bee.
And I will set you free.
When you ride with me,
It’ll set you free.
Funk in my trunk.
Jiggle in my junk.
When you ride with me.
It’ll set you free.
When you ride with me.
It’ll see you free.
When you ride with me.

(Repeat and fade)

Song 06:

Cultural Appropriation

(instrumental)

Song 07:

Rude Rutabaga

Rudimentary rude rutabaga,
Escalating on an escalator,
Innovating in an elevator,
Rudimentary rude rutabaga now.
You got to know how,
Like a cash cow,
Or a silken sow.
You got to do the...
Rudimentary rude rutabaga,
Escalating on an escalator,
Innovating in an elevator,
Rudimentary rude rutabaga now.
You got to know how,
Like a cash cow,
Or a silken sow.
You got to do the...
See ya later alligator,
In a while crocodile,
Instigator not a hater,
Put a smile in your style
And do the...
Rudimentary rude rutabaga,
Escalating on an escalator,
Innovating in an elevator,
Rudimentary rude rutabaga now.

(Repeat and fade)

Side Two

Born in Isolation (Lyrics)

Song 08:

Lyricless

(instrumental)

Song 09:

Cry Victim

It’s no damn fun to be a victim.
You feel so dumb when you’re a victim.
It makes you pray for the day when you can say I ain’t a victim.
No, no, no, no, no, no victim.
I’m never gonna be another victim.
I reclaim my name from the shame (stain) of the pain of the victim.
But what about the other kind of victim?
The one that likes to call themselves a victim?
The one that plays the game of shame and cries victim?
Everybody knows you ain’t a victim.
It’s as clear as your nose you ain’t a victim.
When there’s nobody left to blame for your shame you’re a victim.
It’s no damn fun to be a victim.
You feel so dumb when you’re a victim.
It makes you pray for the day when you can say I ain’t a victim.
So why do you say you’re a victim?
Move today from the victim.
You got no claim to the name of the victim.
When there’s nobody left to blame for your shame you’re a victim.
You got no claim to the name of the victim.

(Repeat and fade)

Song 10:

A Song for Pamela

Sitting here thinking about it,
I thought I’d write a song,
About all the things that been happening,
Ever since you came along.
It’s funny but it’s true,
I really think I’m diggin’ you.
Your voice is like an ocean,
It makes me feel so free,
It fills me with emotion,
When you sang your song for me.
It’s funny but it’s true,
I really think I’m digging you.
Your smile is like a sunrise,
That brightens up my day,
And every time you laugh,
It makes me wanna say,
Oh, won’t you stay a while with me,
And let me hold your hand,
Oh, come sit next to me,
And I’ll try and make you,
Understand,
Yeah, yeah.
It’s funny but it’s true,
I really think I’m digging you.
Now I may not know how to sing,
Or play this here guitar,
But I know that I’m a-diggin’ you,
Because of the way you are.
So won’t you stay a while with me,
And let me hold your hand,
Oh, come sit next to me,
And I’ll try to make you,
Try to make you,
Try to make you,
Understand,
Yeah, yeah.
It’s funny but it’s true,
I really think I’m digging you.

(Repeat and fade)

Song 11:

Some Say

Some say,
The sun grows slowly colder,
Some say,
Evil grows slowly bolder,
To the never’s and always,
And should be’s and shouldn’t’s,
To the dictums and theorems,
And would be’s and wouldn’t’s,
I say,
I love you.
Yes, I do.
Some say,
People never change,
Some say,
Your home is on the range.
To the maybe’s and must be’s,
And oceans of notions,
To the questions and queries,
And archaic notions,
I say,
I love you.
Yes, I do.
I love you.
You know that it’s true.

(Instrumental break)

Some say,
The sun grows slowly colder,
Some say,
Evil grows slowly bolder,
To the nevers and always,
And should be’s and shouldn’ts,
To the dictums and theorems,
And would be’s and wouldn’ts,
I say,
I love you.
Yes, I do.
I love you.
You know that it’s true.

Song 12:

I’m Doing Fine

She said to me,
I’m gonna be,
The one that’s gonna save your life.
I said to her,
Go ahead and try,
I don’t need your advice,
I’m doing fine.
I used to be,
Your honey bee,
You used to suck me dry.
But now I’m alone,
Living on my own,
I’m just singing this here song,
But I’m doing fine.
She said to me,
I’m gonna be,
The one that’s gonna save your life.
I said to her,
Go ahead and try,
I don’t need your advice,
I’m doing fine.
I used to be,
Your gardener,
I buried your seeds down low.
Now I’m just some,
Outsider,
I really don’t know,
But I’m doing fine.
She said to me,
I’m gonna be,
The one that’s gonna save your life.
I said to her,
Go ahead and try,
I don’t need your advice,
I’m doing fine.

(Repeat and fade)

Song 13:

Arctic Annie

When Arctic Annie blew into town.
Hot Spring Hannah was on her merry go round.
Annie set her frosty feet down on the ground.
And that’s when Hannah started looking around.
Annie skinny-dipped in the river,
And that made Hannah shiver.
On the day when Arctic Annie blew into town.

(Instrumental break)

When Arctic Annie blew into town.
Hot Spring Hannah was on her merry go round.
Annie set her frosty feet down on the ground.
And that’s when Hannah started looking around.
Annie skinny-dipped in the river,
And that made Hannah shiver.
That’s the day when Annie hit our town.

(Repeat, ad lib, fade)

Song 14:

Whisper in Time

You’re just a whisper in time,
And you used to be mine.

(Repeat 3x)

We used to talk and walk,
We used to play and sing,
We used to do everything.
But now that time is gone,
And like the leaves on the lawn,
It blows away in the wind.
Just a whisper.
Just a whisper.

You’re just a whisper in time,
And you used to be mine.

(Repeat 3x)

We used to go everywhere,
We used to be everything.
But now you’re gone,
And I’m still here,
Now you’re just a whisper,
In my dream.
In my dream.
In my dream.
You’re just a whisper in time,
And you used to be mine.

(Repeat and fade)

Song 15:

Swanky Dank

(instrumental)

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