i like it cheap

Song lyrics

I Like It Cheap 

Let’s take out the concrete baby, let’s break out the beer. All for one, and one for all, macho man is here. I know your meat will taste like monkey, if you like it cheap. Yeah, I know my meat will taste like monkey, so c’mon baby. Baby let’s eat. Me and my baby, and my baby and me, we stay home at night, cuz it’s always free. I like it cheap. Well, there’s only one thing that makes me glad, that’s: you buy, I’ll fly. There’s only one thing that makes me mad, that's: why that’s not free? Only one thing that makes me mad: can’t get enough pork on my fork. Took a walk to the center of the earth, tried to find out what it was worth. Took a swig of Dickel, found out it was worth a nickel. I like it cheap. Well there’s only one thing I can’t afford that’s sitting ‘round the house being bored. Only one thing I can’t understand, that’s why why that’s not cheap? I like it cheap. Pretty simple: cheap. Pretty ugly: cheap. So c’mon trade that tomahawk for that chief. I like it cheap.

Hot Damn This Truck

Hot damn, this truck. Hundred miles faster than it’s ever gone before, hot damn! Hot damn, this truck. This truck I like a lot. Well, it’s changing all my dreams to dread luck. Hot damn, I’m burning up.  Hot damn, this truck. This truck I like a lot. Well, I found it on the church parking lot. Hot damn, this truck. This truck I like a lot. Well, Jesus won’t care what it costs. Hot damn, I’m burning up. Well, I’m going to the auto shop. Gonna see what they got. Gonna buy some Freon, and my baby’s name in neon. Gonna drive to her house, honk the horn ‘till she comes out. She’ll be so happy to see her name on the window next to mine, and she’ll say: (Judy) Hot damn, this truck. This truck I like a lot. Well, I’ve never seen a truck so hot. (the Loadies) Well thanks a lot. I know my truck is hot, ‘cause I stole it from the church parking lot. Hot damn this truck I like a lot. Hot damn!

My Liver’s Seen It All 

All my life I’ve seen loose stool. All my wives have been to school. Just finished being fed backhand. Swisher Sweet in the other hand. Then along came a friend of mine, said, “How’s your liver?” Said it’s doin’ fine. Do you know where we can eat where your monkey tasts like meat? And you can leave it on your seat, ‘cause that would be such a treat. My liver’s seen it all. From the tripe to the tongue, my liver’s seen it all. Eating everything inside fur, my middle name is “regular.” Rice candy and candy corn. Chiclets and something warm. First dance I ever knew, I did it in your bathroom. It’s as easy as the A-B-C’s. Apple-two step 1-2-3.  My liver’s seen it all. From the tripe to the tongue, my liver’s seen it all (Canned whorehouse). It went in strong, but it’s coming out stronger. It’s coming out stronger, but it went in strong. 

Sometimes It’s Good 

Sometimes it’s good and then it’s bad. Sometimes it’s bad and then it’s rad. Why doesn’t she love me? But after a while, that ain’t so bad. Sometimes it’s wrong and then it’s right. Sometimes it’s wrong, but that’s all right. Why doesn’t she love me? But after a while, that ain’t so bad. Woke up this morning feeling good. I went to bed last night feeling bad. Why doesn’t she love me? But after a while, that ain’t so bad. My head is in a spin, but for what? My feet are on the ground. My head is in the clouds. I see a little birdy going round round round. Sometimes it’s good and then it’s bad. Sometimes it’s bad and then it’s rad. Why doesn’t she love me? But after a while, that ain’t so bad.

What Made You Mad?

Guess what I saw on the road yesterday? A framed picture of me. You must have thrown it out when you were screaming and thrashing about. What made you mad? Well come on, I really wanna know what made you mad. Well guess what I saw on the road yesterday? A picture of me with you. What made you mad? Well come on, I really wanna know just what made you mad. Pretty! Ugly! ‘Come on I really wanna know what made you mad.

Stuck in the Mud

Took a walk to the sanctuary. Man oh man it was unsanitary. Then my pretty baby speaks. Says she got the need to eat. She looked across the bay, and she stared so far away. The Samoa Cookhouse on the other side then my baby waves goodbye. High tide, baby’s gone away, she's floating down the Humboldt Bay. Low tide, now she’s stuck, pretty baby’s stuck in the mud. Hold on! I’m coming for you girl. I threw my love from the shore, but a seagull ate it like an albacore. Now my baby will never see, ‘cause she’s stuck in the middle of the sea. She’ll never need an anchor, ‘cause her feet are stuck in sanka, and right now it’s a quarter to four, so she’ll have to wait a little more. High tide, baby’s gone away, she's floating down the Humboldt Bay. Low tide, now she’s stuck. Pretty baby’s stuck in the mud. Hold on! I’m coming for you girl. Before you were hungry you were doing fine. Now you’re sitting eating brine because you’re stuck in the Humboldt Bay. And I’m standing on the shore and I’m feeling kinda sore ‘cause you’re so far away.  Baby baby hold on! I’m coming for you girl.

I Come To See Lola

(Performed by the Loadies) 

Oh Lola, I like you a lot. Oh Lola, I like you so much. I like the way that you move. I like the way that you use the  microphone. I like the way that you sing to me. Ah la la la-la la, la la la, oh Lola. I like you. I like that dress you wear. I like the blue dress. Oh Lola, I like ya, you look so fine. Oh Lola, I like it. I like you ‘cause I, la la la-la la, la la la, oh Lola. Oh Lola, oh Lola, oh yeah. Lola, you make me feel slinky. Oh Lola, I think I want to pay you a little extra. Oh Lola, you think, ah, you sit a little closer? Ah la la la-la la, la la la, oh Lola. Oh Lola, Lola, I’m the guy in the front row. Hi Lola, can you see me sitting up here next to you? Lola I like it when you sing in my face.

I Go Feral in Just Three Days 

In bed. Been fed. Sleeping tablets rocking my head. Got screwed. Got glued. Got myself a brand new tattoo. Just give me a chance. We got time for one more last dance. That's all I ask. We got time to make up for a little class. Better move. I'm in a mood. Oh no baby you're heating up my stew. Been late. Say it's fate. You always leave the rink when it's time to couple skate. I'm feeling-feeling kinda lowdown. Got nothing-nothing but a hoedown. I’ll never, never gonna slow down. ‘Cause l've been taking benzedrines, and I've been racing submarines, and I go feral in just 3 days. Better move. I'm in a mood. Oh no baby you're heating up my stew. Been late. Say it's fate. You always leave the rink when it's time to couple skate. Just give me a chance. We got time for one more last dance. That's all I ask. We got time to make up for a little class. ‘Cause I've been unplugging Xerox machines, and I ain't buying home publishing, ‘cause I go feral in just 3 days. ‘Cause l've been taking benzedrines, and I've been racing submarines, and I go feral in just 3 days.

We’re Gone 

Adaptation of We’re Gone by Thee Headcoats (B. Childish).

The place we call our home is no longer our own. It's going going gone. There is no place where we come from: we're gone. There is no place where we come from. They taught us to stand strong: gonna execute the wrong. Me and my feathered friends: eating out of a bulk food bins. We're gone. There is no place where we come from.

Judy & the Lodies never needed a roadie

Incredibly loose adaptation of Pablo Picasso by The Modern Lovers (Jonathan Richman)

Judy & the Loadies never needed a roadie. 

You Is A Rat Fink

You is, you is a rat fink. You got the kinda thing  you put on a hose. But you are sticking it inside your pants. Your the pill when the kids play squash. Your face is on a totem pole. So why why why why why? Try try try try try try. You you you you is a rat fink. You is a rat fink. What good you think it’s gonna do ya? You’re eating up all the petunias. You think you’re gonna get high. But you’re just going to lay a pile. So why why why why why? Try try try try try try. You you you you is a rat fink. You is a rat fink. You’re the kind that’s just too much. You’re always out to lunch. Your hair toe, it looks like mold. Your face is on a totem pole. Rat fink. You is a rat fink. So why why why why why? Try try try try try try. You you you you is a rat fink.

I Walk Fast

Alright, you wanna come walking with me, you better put your finger through my belt buckle. That’s right, you’re gonna put your finger through my belt buckle, because I walk fast. That’s right, I walk fast. Yes I walk fast. Now you better listen to me, and you better keep up, and put your little finger, don’t put your middle finger - and don’t put your little finger no, in your pocket - you better put your right finger right in there because I walk fast. I walk fast. And you wanna keep up, but you got little legs, and I got big legs, and it’s just gonna work out between us otherwise.

Humpin’ Away

Well I was born in the U.S.A. I wear a tank top ‘cause you like it that way. Well I remember the things you used to do, when I wore that tank top for you, but one thing leads to another, now pretty baby you're looking like your brother, and sometimes I get so bummed, thinking 'bout the things we did in the sun. We were humping away, we're going back and forth, under the scope, and then we got off course, it was a sudden division, like a sonic boom, yeah that's cool, yeah that's cool. Well I remember back in class, teacher teacher wouldn't give me a pass. She said I look like I come from pill-party. I said, “teacher, I don't feel tardy.” Then I looked under the glass. I never saw such little class. Two corpuscles squished between the lens, it reminded me of you and me back then: they were humping away... and nothing’s cooler than that, two corpuscles squished between the glass, and they're losing class, they're just humping away.