Everyone I Went to High School with Is Dead Mr. Bungle

Another summer rolls by And I can't help but feel pain All those familiar faces Come back to haunt me again Whether I hated their guts Or hardly knew them at all I always felt far away Beside them

After School Special Mr. Bungle

My mom is better than Your mom and your dad too She knows nutrition well That's why I'm trim & lean Because she cooks She cleans She lies...she says I'm handsome Once dad hit me so hard Mom

Dead Goon Mr. Bungle

Nobler than Oedipus Clairvoyant and toothless Foreplay with no friends Premature until the end I've got a secret Babbling senseless Kids can be so cruel No one will ever know Smash the feeling Suckle the

Dead Goon Mr. Bungle

Nobler than Oedipus Clairvoyant and toothless Foreplay with no friends Premature until the end I've got a secret Babbling senseless No one will ever know Kids can be so cruel Smash the feeling

Carousel Mr. Bungle

A carnival for the human race Cotton candy, happy face A child talking with his mouth full Girlfriend gets stuffed animal A festive mood is all around Another world is what we've found Step right

Pink Cigarette Mr. Bungle

wind and the leaves Hush me, touch me The burns, the holes in the sheets I'm hoping the smoke Hides the shame I've got on my face Cognac and broken glass All these years I've been your ashtray I

Goodbye Sober Day Mr. Bungle

Your lips say one thing But the drugs say another How can I massage This inter-galactic ulcer? Goodbye sober day Hello milky way...

Goodby Sober Day Mr. Bungle

Your lips say one thing But the drugs say another How can I massage This inter-galactic ulcer? Goodbye sober day Hello milky way...

None Of Them Knew They Were Robots Mr. Bungle

Augustine's light He's paying the bills and they're doing him proud They can float their burnt offerings on assembler clouds With omega point in the sight The new Franklins fly their kites And the

The Girls of Porn Mr. Bungle

Okay, all you pus-sucking motherfuckers out there It's time to win a chance to butt-bang Your daughter's tight virgin cherry ass to caller #666 The urge is too much to take All I can think about

Squeeze Me Macaroni Mr. Bungle

pong Your Milky Way is M'n'M in your britches And I'll tell you Baby Ruth it looks mighty delicious Keep blowing my gum, cuz here I come I'm gonna get you all sticky with my Bubble Yum Knick knack

Squeeze Me Macaroni Mr. Bungle

I wanna lock Betty Crocker in the kitchen And knock her upper during supper Clutter up her butter gutter Your Milky Way is M'n'M in your britches Hostess Ding Dong wrapped an eggroll around my wong While

Retrovertigo Mr. Bungle

Before you advertise All the fame is implied With no fortune unseen Sell the rights To your blight Time-machine While I'm dulled by excess And a cynic at best My art imitates crime Paid for by

Merry Go Bye Bye Mr. Bungle

They're shining searchlights in the sky 'Cause there's a new God in the sign It says their map is not their terrier work And then I broke my telescope But that's the nature of the game And you have

Quote Unquote Mr. Bungle

fleshy limbless rectangle Sitting on a pedestal So nasal handicapable Sniff and remember silver ball Contortions that he can't recall The torso on a trampoline The happiness melts into dream To

Slowly Growing Deaf Mr. Bungle

As the congregation grows The lung of solitude deflates To my ears the greatest sin Feel a bit like Beethoven Simultaneous they speak unbeknownst Exiled to the inner voice, difference is...

Love is a Fist Mr. Bungle

Clenched emotions 'Round my ween Feel my heart beat Off and your head in I feel strongly about violence Love is a fist There's no effort To what's in Open faced Knuckle sandwich I feel

Sweet Charity Mr. Bungle

Save me The heavens have opened The storm is over So let's start the parade...

Vanity Fair Mr. Bungle

You're not human You're a miracle A preacher with an animal's face In your sexy Neon smokescreen Lie the supersalesmen of vanity Even your shadow worships you In your jungle solitude With the orgies

The Air-Conditioned Nightmare Mr. Bungle

Inside of me today There is no one Only asteroids and empty space A waste ...They\''re looking through the windows at me...

Carry Stress In the Jaw Mr. Bungle

Powder grinding mouthful Pull the day from the nocturn Sonmiloquist is the nightmare's song \"In the multiplied objects of the external world I had no thoughts but for the teeth...and of Bernice

Platypus Mr. Bungle

A bugbear, and a palezoologist's nightmare Symmetrical physique of disbelief The platypus has the brain of a dolphin and can be seen driving a forklift in his habitat of kelp He is the larva of the

Carry Stress in the Jaw Mr. Bungle

Powder grinding mouthful Pull the day from the nocturn Sonmiloquist is the nightmare\''s song \"In the multiplied objects of the external world I had no thoughts but for the teeth...and of Bernice

Phlegmatics Mr. Bungle

I awake covered in snot Dreamt I swallowed my teeth And tried to cough them up Pulmonate gastropod Oh, for insomnia! Render me proficient If not at least useful

Egg Mr. Bungle

in euphemism Slowly becoming part of the water Like a frog who never knows The jacuzzi's getting hotter Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah How'd you know I

My Ass Is On Fire Mr. Bungle

You knew all along, goddammit But you wouldn't tell me Well, look at you now It's not funny, my ass is on fire Paraplegic, inhuman liar On your face Carve a smile Everything's great Suffocate It's beyond

My A*s Is On Fire Mr. Bungle

You knew all along, goddammit But you wouldn't tell me Well, look at you now It's not funny, my ass is on fire Paraplegic, inhuman liar Carve a smile On your face Everything's great Suffocate

Desert Search for Techno Allah Mr. Bungle

All but the truth - forget And from this union cup We will drink wine tonight Qiyamat qiyamat a tawil\'' Qiyamat qiyamat insan al kamel Haqiqat itself is drunk So drinks the Hidden Imam Pride

Chemical Marriage Mr. Bungle

To chi chi koa kohg To chi chi koa kohg Mehnimm mehnimm Manna mayou Mehnimm Mehnimm Manau Manna mayou Manaaauugh... OoooooOOOooooOOOoooooo...

Backstrokin' Mr. Bungle

Happy to be backstrokin' (do dat do dat do dat dat do dat...) Fartin', pissin', and strokin' my fucking dick

Stubb (a Dub) Mr. Bungle

Treading underfoot and stinking ass Hold the door aside and let her pass Glaucoma Reflections of a bloated lie A life stored in your cloudy eye Now it's time to say goodbye Stubb a Dub will never

Ars Moriendi Mr. Bungle

He who hears in the vast silence He who wafts on the red wind \"In extremis\" He who leaps across the precipice He who steals pearls from the ashes \"Ride si sapis\" 'Ave atque vale' I shall rise

Violenza Domestica Mr. Bungle

I denti non possano dire niente, senza la lingua, perche la tua lingua e' mia, mia, MIA!

High School Musical High School Musical Cast

fly TROY & GABRIELLA : Together side by side (side by side) I just hope the rest of my life GABRIELLA : Will feel as good as my CHORUS (EVERYONE): High School Musical Who says we have to

Denise Interlude Montell Jordan

day of high school on my way You need to eat your breakfast Mom, I am late Funky fresh, stepped into the school And that's when I saw her standing with this dude Young, tender, sweet Denise To take her

Mr. Crowley The Cardigans

Mr. Crowley What went on in your head Mr.

Mr. Crowley Ozzy Osbourne

Mr. Crowley Mr. Crowley, what went on in your head Mr.

Mr. Crowley Ozzy Osbourne

Mr. Crowley, what went on in your head Mr.

Mr. Crowley Ozzy Osbourne

Mr. Crowley, What went on in your head Mr.

Mr. Crowley Ozzy Osbourne

Mr. Crowley, what went on in your head Mr.

Mr. Crowley Yngwie Malmsteen

Mr. Crowley, what went on in your head? Oh, Mr. Crowley, did you talk to the dead?

The Bends Mr. Bungle

you've got the bends... the bends... the bends... the bends...

Golem Ii: The Bionic Vapour Boy Mr. Bungle

Golem II: the self-perfecting Lie-rejecting Human mind correcting Totem of the living Self-organized, wrought from the clay Our king by night, our slave by the day Giga-giga-gilgamesh What do you k...

The Holy Filament Mr. Bungle

In fiber optic illusion The flickering eyes By flourescent lights Supplicate before machines, Self-reflecting The legend of modernity: The phosphenes explode God's eternal strobe Through the holy f...

Ma Meeshka Mow Skwoz Mr. Bungle

ghfuah blal he chaduduh chee hugh weh chee keh xooo hee hoh ryzl ou hueau ooooooo cikeetah xoo xeh eooh le hugx yerheggkkk pppddtdptdtt pppddtdptdtt ue ue fhay goouuhf o lltt chteee huucgcgudoo wua...

The Sitcom Really Really Isn't All That Real Weerd Science

Mmm, cherry slushies for everyone! Haha, how was your day?

High School Musical (Original Version) The Cast Of High School Musical

I Just Hope The Rest Of My Life, Will Feel As Good As My, Everyone: High School Musical, Who Says We Have To Let It Go? It`s The Best One We`ve Ever Known, Step Into The Future!

Mr. Crowley Cradle of Filth

Mr. Crowley, what went down in your head? (Oh) Mr. Crowley, did you talk to the dead?

High School Nerf Herder

Don't bother going to class 'cause nobody cares if you cut. And it's not smart to experiment With Ben Gay on your nuts. If you ask her out and she says maybe What she really means is no way.

Dead End The Format

Hold on, there\'s a hole in my heart everyone can see right through me it goes all the way to the waves where my love she tried to wash it away see we break for the summers so she can find lovers