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Ugly Kid Joe lyrics

Album: As Ugly As They Wanna Be [1991]

Tracks6
 01  Madman
 02  Whiplash Liquor
 03  Too Bad
 04  Everything About You
 05  Funky Fresh Country Club
 06  Heavy Metal
all Ugly Kid Joe lyrics



Madman
Disneyland is the place to be,
c'mon baby, just you and me
Hand in hand, to Disneyland,
we go ! Not slow
Happiest place, in the world until a madman grabs a girl;
Hand in hand, with the madman she goes ! Oh oh !

Knife gleamin' no feelin's, axe wieldin', child stealin'
madman is loose... in Disneyland. (in Disneyland)

Come here little girl if you wanna see, Peter Pan's Magic
Flight on L.S.D.
Up and down, all around, we go ! Whoa oh !

Knife gleamin' no feelin's, axe wieldin', child stealin'
madman is loose... in Disneyland. (in Disneyland)

Madman is loose in Disneyland, he's back here by popular de-
mand
Madman is loose in Disneyland, he'll take no shit but he'll
take your head!

Surprise, Surprise, I'm comin' at ya' live
I sure as hell ain't Mickey Mouse, I'm a killer in disguise
You can run and you can hide
But you ain't gettin' away 'cause I got you in my sight

Axe wieldin', child stealin'
I'm a mad motherfuckin' man and I'm loose!... in disneyland!

have you heard the news, madman sure is loose
Got you by the noose, have his way with you
Nothin' you can do, headlines in the news
Madman sure is loose, in Disneyland

Disneyland is the place to be, in California, by the sea
Sunny day, well A.O.K., for now, and how

Knife gleamin' no feelin's, axe wieldin', child stealin'
madman is loose... in Disneyland. (in Disneyland)back to top
Whiplash Liquor
Suburban white alcoholic trash
We ain't glam and we ain't trash
We're victims of a society
That fucks with me about sobriety

They say don't drink this and don't drink that
'cause it does a little more than just make you fat
It's a serious disease that you learn about in school
And if your dad's an alcoholic you'll be one too

Mom and dad don't have a clue
The one-fifty-one is now eighty proof
And all the times I borrowed the car
Not as a ride but as a shitface bar

Fuck yeah! I got the venom in my veins
God damn! This shit is drivin' me insane
Boo ya! I ain't ever gonna be the same
Whiplash liquor, sure is quicker
Makes you sicker, it's the best!

Weekend comes and my parents are gone
It's time to party once I mow the lawn
Havin' fun ain't that a fact
It's rock 'n' roll in the cul-de-sac!

Invite everyone and your neighbors too
It's gonna be a whacked out rock 'n' roll zoo
But don't be blabbin' it around my mother
But invite everyone and your skate rat brother

Fuck yeah! I got the venom in my veins
God damn! This shit is drivin' me insane
Boo ya! I ain't ever gonna be the same
Whiplash liquor, sure is quicker
Makes you sicker, it's the best!back to top
Too Bad
Too many times I've seen your kind
Washed upon the shore
Too many times you locked me out
Johnny knockin, knocking at your door

You're looking past the mirror
Yes you've reached the other side
You're striving for the pinnacle
But you're holding on too tight

And when you hold the ticket
For your one way ride
You wonder where you're going
And you can't hide

Too bad, too bad, too bad, too bad, johnny
What you gonna do
Too bad, too bad, too bad, too bad, johnny
Now your time is through

So many highs and lows right now
What are we to do
You know we're trying so damn hard
Johnny just to try and talk to you

You're swimming in an ocean
It's so black and cold
I feel you got the notion
And it's eating at your soul

And when you hold the ticket
For your one way ride
You wonder where you're going
And you can't hide

Too bad, too bad, too bad, too bad, johnny
What you gonna do
Too bad, too bad, too bad, too bad, johnny
Now your time is through

She said, she knew the answer
He was falling - a falling faster
Round and round and round - no where to go
Someone had to help the boy
He said no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

So many mixed emotions
And they're driving you insane
A grip on some reality
Silence quiet on your window pain

You're looking past the mirror
Yes you've reached the other side
You're striving for the pinnacle
But you're holding on too tightback to top
Everything About You
I, hate the rain and sunny weather
And I, hate the beach and moutains too
(and) I don't like a thing about the city, no, no
And I, I, I, hate the country side too!

And I, hate everything about you!
...everything about you!

I don't like a thing about your mother
And I, I hate your daddy's guts too
I, don't like a thing about your sister
'cause I, I, I, think sex is overrated too.

And I, get sick when I'm around, I, can't stand to be around
I, hate everything about you!

everything about you, everything about you, everything about
you

Some say I got a bad attitude
But that don't change the way I feel about you
And if you think this might be bringing me down
Look again cause I ain't wearin' no frown!

I don't really care about your sister
Fuck the little bitch 'cause I already kissed her

One thing that I did to your lady
Put her on the bed and she didn't say maybe
I know you know everybody knows
The way it comes, the way it's gonna' go

You think it's sad
And that's too bad
'cause I'm havin'
A ball hatin'
Every little thing about you!

Everything about you, everything about
I get sick when I'm around
I can't stand to be around
I hate everything about youback to top
Funky Fresh Country Club
Funky fresh tunes
And you're walking down the street
And you're trying to find the girl
That you really want to meet

You're flying past the reef
And you're drinking shrunking heads
You wake up in the morning
And you wish that you were dead

As you stagger home
In the blackest form of night
The rollers out in force baby
They're looking for a fight

You try to play the game
You try to pass the test
But the only thing in sight baby
Is the sight of your arrest

Jail cell - living hell
Cains off me I'm free
Doing time - one more time
Mine, all mine, all mine

Now the country club is cold
And the country club is mean
The attendants at the country club
Ain't something to be seen

If you're messing with my girl
You're messing with your life
Cause I'm gonna cut you
With a big, big knife
You bet your fuckin' life!

Now as you stagger home
In the blackest form of night
The rollers out in force baby
They're looking for a fight

You try to play the game
You try to pass the test
But the only thing in sight baby
Is the sight of your arrest

Jail cell - living hell
Cains off me I'm free
Doing time - one more time
Mine, all mine, all mine

I wanna tell you a story baby
I hope you wanna hear
I wanna tell you a story baby
I hope you wanna hear

Going downtown in the back of a car
Some motha'fucka' left the door ajar
Remember what your parents said
Be home by eight and in your bed

Now as you stagger home
In the blackest form of night
The rollers out in force baby
They're looking for a fight

You try to play the game
You try to pass the test
But the only thing in sight baby
Is the sight of your arrest

Jail cell - living hell
Cains off me I'm free
Doing time - one more time
Mine, all mine, all mineback to top
Heavy Metal
Heavy metalback to top
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