DUNG Oil Lying in the waste, the sun shits in your face And the great Dino-Roaches really love this place Scaly scrotum brine till the end of my time Only the boring hippies is whats left of mankind With me on the mic and my long tail in tow Gumby on the strings glowing out of control Big Lumpy on bass, Kat beats claws to the skin, Bug punk toxic mutants is the only way to win Stop by Moms, pack the van and spin it out I got my tighty whiteys and my Willa is what its about On the way to Blistered Cock something shiny amongst the rock What do you know a vat of oil comes up unstuck What would I eat with a whole vat of oil? I could fry hippie toes before they could spoil What could do with a whole vat of oil? I could lather Willa up and she still wouldnt smile What could I buy with a whole vat of oil? I could shock myself with a tesla coil What could I get with a whole vat of oil? No more labor for me to work and toil Left the Cock with the vat still on my back How many times I told Lumpy hes got a hairy crack (Lumpy-what!!) Into town no one wears a crown, you wont find a city slug or scale to keep you down The old Larch Tree sits in the middle of the village, it sorta helps the mutant folk Even though it rarely spoke Jumping to the dirt from Willas top side She can fly real fast so you better run or hide My crew comes out with the vat in hand Time to trade up, this is a bug punk fucking brand Theres Larchy snoring up the whole block of street its eyes are gonna light when it bestows upon this treat What would I eat with a whole vat of oil? I could fry hippie toes before they could spoil What could do with a whole vat of oil? I could lather Willa up and she still wouldnt smile What could I buy with a whole vat of oil? I could shock myself out with a rusty tesla coil What could I get with a whole vat of oil? No more labor for me to toil Scaly nugs to antenna love from the bottom of the deep, This new world were gonna reap Radiation is a treat for those in heat Ask Kat she knows just exactly what I mean (Kat-grrrr!!!) So the story to tell sounds just like I smell Were all fucking atomic and everythings swell What would I eat with a whole vat of oil? I could fry hippie toes before they could spoil What could do with a whole vat of oil? I could lather Willa up and she still wouldnt smile What could I buy with a whole vat of oil? I could shock myself with a tesla coil What could I get with a whole vat of oil? No more labor for me to toil

DUNG Cash Maybe there was a time before the day after Puffy white cheeks and a new sweater for mother Pretty clean nails and malls to wander No wonder there was no fun, why did anyone bother Must of been all that clear water flowing in a stream That silly illusion was just a boring dream You better believe your ass its as worthless as Cash You could wipe with something better and still live in the trash You better believe your ass its as worthless as Cash Better use to start a fire and sleep in the ash With clothes so clean and fresh fruit in the garden Even shit was flushed from a spotless bottom Chlorine and bleach, things to make you sweet Wall to wall carpet, dirt drains down the street Soft tushy clouds and a stereo walkmen Without acid rain, no feet to stomp in Spraying bugs wearing a pretty blue bonnet Stand up and get atomic like a radio rocket You better believe your ass its as worthless as Cash You could wipe with something better and still live in the trash You better believe your ass its as worthless as Cash Better use to start a fire and sleep in the ash Crisp paper green money on the wat to market No need for cash, keep that hole in your pocket Soap opera soccer mom and daddys cutting lawn A world covered in plastic thats already gone A shiny new car and kids to ride with it They would run over bugs, and thats the crime of it You better believe your ass its as worthless as Cash You could wipe with something better and still live in the trash You better believe your ass its as worthless as Cash Better use to star a fire and sleep in the ash (Commercial skits, 12 seconds) I wanna live in the piles of waste and snot Scaly atomic balls, thats what weve got Now that pretty hippie world can sit and rot Only mutant glory now keeping it hot (Mom – Let your cousin play) (Dick – I dont want Emo boy in this really) (Emo boy sounds, oooooh!! Dick complains, Lumpy lets give it wings, etc.)

DUNG Bambi From conception to hot convection theres no retention Its an insect-ual relation without contraception Even Dino-Roaches know its been well said With so many tentacles, how could I kick it out of bed Hot long nights between scales for exploring It gets us all excited, Gumbys already glowing Dont go crazy now you better stay put Every time I Blow my rod it creates a new Elephants Foot Slug love butter, let the bed bugs bite My toesies are burning, somethings feeling right Palps and antennas, I can take it no more My rod between those mandibles, you know thats the score You could put a Hassle-bot in any bug location But the sensation that I get is an erotic formication All that mutant magma bursting from the core When you got six arms around you, youll be wanting more Bug and scale coitus, its the very best Smell that musk in the air, you know you cant resist Atomic bug juice loving, its a natural to exist You know what time it is, you better make it snappy Scaly bug love, its time for making Bambi Grab life by the antenna, its gonna make you happy Scaly bug love, its time for making Bambi Inter-mutant copulation with full penetration So many choices, hard to make a decision And those Hassle-bots, you know, they will never get it Bumping up against each other, like a refridgerator magnet Let me tell you a little story of some great Bambi glory Rummaging in the junk I thought I was out of luck Got smacked in the head, a big shadow overhead A perfect speciman, I thought I must be dead The blood starts pumping and Willas eyes get wider Gilla-wads of pressure to release inside her Six arms long and a ladybug chest Lying on my ass, this is no time to rest Come on Willa girl, time to make some nasty together You know you like it better with whip chains and leather Faces start smacking, she grabs me by the tail Upside down, my clothes are off with no avail Her chest opens up and throws my body inside My rod stands up and finds happy pie ride So what you say Willa baby, be my guide You know what time it is, you better make it snappy Scaly bug love, its time for making Bambi Grab life by the antenna, its gonna make you happy Scaly bug love, its time for making Bambi (Followed sounds of farm animals and squishy sounds with Dick and Willa reacting to the effects)

DUNG Demolition A merry hot morning in this apocalypse feast, Some crunchy green tree should satisfy this beast Right in front of me what, what did I see A wandering mole staring right back at me That little slimy bastard, munching on my skunk burrito I'll have to give him a golden shower, now wouldnt that be neato Piss Gas Demolition Eating my skunk burrito with no mention Piss Gas Demolition This calls for extermination Piss Gas Demolition Must release this tension Piss Gas Demolition Whats with all this commotion Up from the dirt that lil bastard leap Bit down on my ballsack, thought I was gonna slip Before I could move, it jumped right back inside Im going to catch that little bugger and eat the damn thing alive Your gonna need that extra thumb, so stick it in your bum And eat some green potatoes, now wouldnt that be fun Why does a mole smoke skunk burrito anyway Has eaten all those worms got into his brain Piss Gas Demolition Eating my skunk burrito with no mention Piss Gas Demolition This calls for extermination Piss Gas Demolition Must release this tension Piss Gas Demolition Whats with all this commotion A skunk burrito bush is very special youll see Munchies and libido for you and me And that strong aroma from around the corner Even Lumpys farts couldnt hide that odor Five minutes later your nailed to the floor Dont mention hope, your not leaving that door Piss Gas Demolition Eating my skunk burrito with no mention Piss Gas Demolition This calls for extermination Piss Gas Demolition Must release this tension Piss Gas Demolition Whats with all this commotion Dont mind though I put brownies in your larder I would left more but I couldnt push any harder From the roots to the top, better stop eating my crop With all the hassle these days you know you need the frop His little head lifted up and said quite candidly, “I need that skunk burrito to deal with my family” So I got the lawn chairs out and we smoked the sun up And he said, “ My name is Freak and this whole world is corrupt” Piss Gas Demolition Eating my skunk burrito with no mention Piss Gas Demolition This calls for extermination Piss Gas Demolition Must release this tension Piss Gas Demolition Whats with all this commotion

DUNG Sick (Intro: sick sounds, Dick making groans and reactions to fx) My head feels thick its no trick, Time for some, medicine Down my drawers, I hear a roar I look and I, see is gore Vomit rocket, spews real fast, From things I ate, in my past My face of puss, whats the fuss, Living in, all this crust Goo nectar streams from my ears, Stings my eye, wipe it clear Discharge flows down the drain No more sludge, no more pain Rotten broth stains, the only rug, Much to nasty, for a bug The ooze drains, in the basement Where the mutant slugs, are complacent Between my toes, the fungus grows Eating flesh, wanting more Ripped a stinker, wheres the fan Couldnt find it, snorted bran From the face of mutant waste, comes band-aids and buttpaste A mire of piss with flames and fire The moon is full this could be dire And clods of crud drip from my pits, I aim for the tub but always miss This horrible gas I must emit, Save yourself and find an exit My eyes are burning ! You must be sick My brains is crumbling ! You must be sick My balls are turning ! You must be sick My butt is pouring ! You must be sick From the tub, full of muck Smoke comes up, what the fuck A shape emerges, from the puss Stands straight up, I must be nuts With eight green eyes, and two long arms Of course he could, do some harm I sit my back, against the door And press my feet, on the floor The creatures name is Barry, And he has to ask of you And if you dont mind it, Hed like to use the Loo This Barry poops out candy, And we know this to be true If you dont believe it, Flips the lid, and check the loot Barry Barry, quite contrary Poops candy, this is scary Calls me dad, I try to run Nowhere to go, this isnt fun Slime and sludge, puss and muck Barry eats it, must be my luck I try to escape, this phlegm of fate But soon realize, its too late But Im much to sick now And theres nothing I can do Barry will just have to live here, In this mucus zoo Laid down to hungry now No time to sit and pout And when you lay down, Hell poop candy in your mouth My eyes are burning ! You must be sick My brains is crumbling ! You must be sick My balls are turning ! You must be sick My butt is pouring ! You must be sick (Barry) A beast of funky dung, piss snot and glue You could poke me with a stick, and it would go right through Master master brought me life, and Im grateful to I love to eat puke and snot, and a lot of shots of spew (Dick) My mum doesnt mind him as long as he doesnt rot Takes care of the shed and eats up all the snot Now we just shit on plates, thats food for thought Playing with Freak, they both love the squat (Barry) Eat and discharge sweetmeat, thats the role that I do If you get a little sick, your mud becomes my brew Dick is my daddy, a voice for the whole crew If you ever cross him, I'll decompose you through (Dick) The moral of the story, I think I forgot Barry farts fruit bombs and thats what I got If you do what I did, free candy on the spot When you get sick next, give it a second thought My eyes are burning ! You must be sick My brains is crumbling ! You must be sick My balls are turning ! You must be sick My butt is pouring ! You must be sick

DUNG Bomb (quiet voice, raspy dark)Decker-like) The gangs all together and were into the night, Lets break into this bunker and eat hippie tonite Kat lashes back with her Pom-Poms of Terror Gumby hits em' back with a numchuck cheese grater Maybe I should keep in back till things blow over All I brought was a bucket, extension cord and a toaster The Hippies, The Hassle-Bots, They wanna do it again, Make another bomb and do us all in Standing with, my bolt cutters hungry, Lumpys teddy bear rebar, theyll be sorry They took Willa captive to their underground bunker, We hacked those robots up, but still couldnt find her Lumpy devoured a couple hippies and asked one “WHERE TO GO?” So we headed to the basement and LOST ALL CONTROL !!!! The Hippies, The Hassle-Bots, They wanna do it again, Make another bomb and do us all in Found Willa in the basement all tied up, I cut her chains and she TORE THOSE ROBOTS UP !!! Those hippies and tin cans ran out of the building, Found another door that the cans were hiding I couldnt believe the sight of what I saw inside GIPPER AND GORBY STILL FUCKING ALIVE !!!! The Hippies, The Hassle-Bots, They wanna do it again, Make another bomb and do us all in (Gipper and Gorby bots, spoken, Gipper goes first then back and forth) Well, Dick I guess you found us Were just robots comrade, whats the fuss Those humans made us for a nuclear strike What a happy place yes, dont you like Well now kids its been a treat Run along comrade, or taste defeat Wait, wait, let me get this straight, The hippies programmed you for this nuclear fate (Dick) So we tied them both up, And headed straight for the door Dont see any robots, But theres going to be more Kats pit-spit turned em' fuckin blue Gumby pissed on bots, and melted them through Willa stomped on bots, and fed them some lead I hit them with my cutters, knocking them dead The Hippies, The Hassle-Bots, They wanna do it again, Make another bomb and do us all in On our way out, with no bots inside Saw a giant lever, under a light Old rusty sign said, Main Water Lever So I pulled it, thought that was clever A loud thud could be heard from below So we got the piss out, what did you think were gonna do ? The Hippies, The Hassle-Bots, They wanna do it again, Make another bomb and do us all in

DUNG Flood Out the hatch and into water Going further, going farther Balls shrink up, why I bother Gumby bubbles, that lil farter Water slows, we find shore got no clothes not anymore Cock shrank up, want out no more Gang laughs back, now Im sore Found my clothes, now Im better No more ducky, under the weather Water everywhere, now and forever End the drought, tough as leather The sun jumps up, increase the flow Gipper Gorby bots in tow Something grumbling, down below Must of been, that sloppy joe Eat The Machines !!! Eat The Machines !!! You cant trust a thing that cant beat its own meat Eat The Machines !!! Eat The Machines !!! You couldnt stop the flood even if you could Now were lost, way off course Snacked a booger, without remorse When your hungry, dont feel down Now your full, whos the clown Gipper Gorby, tell the story “They got no guns, so dont worry” Once were there, will get gory Walked the river, thick and through Could smell the city, human poo Had to wiggle, my mutant tool Full of warts, please dont drool A thick forest, hides this spot through this armpit, we will trot Brake together, drink and stop skanked a pit, piss and snot Mutant energy, burning hot Eat The Machines !!! Eat The Machines !!! You cant trust a thing that cant beat its own meat Eat The Machines !!! Eat The Machines !!! You couldnt stop the flood even if you could Little mushrooms, we have found I ate much, Kat ate a pound Our heads were spinning, round and round Everyhting melted, hit the ground Then looked up, right in front of us Freak and Barry, thats a plus Up in the clouds, and in the dust Nothing can stop us, not even rust Willa stays low, to stay unseen Kat claws trees, like a fiend Lumpy stomping, thats my team Bug punks forever, never clean Through the thick, we find our route Find them humans, give the boot Hit the city, and take the loot Bugs and scales, will rule the roost Eat The Machines !!! Eat The Machines !!! You cant trust a thing that cant beat its own meat Eat The Machines !!! Eat The Machines !!! You couldnt stop the flood even if you could Walk past ditches, near the city Streets and shops, so clean and pretty Little dogs, and little kitties Dino-Roaches, will show no pity Keeping low, under cover Puffy cheeks, for them to smother make more bots, why they bother Smashing bots, will make our summer Ask Willa to go back, and get the others This aint no place, for little toddlers Super mutant, monster elders Get everyone, all together This will make, the best summer right Take all down, this hippie blight Coming down, after tonite Get those bots, TAKE THE FIGHT !!! Eat The Machines !!! Eat The Machines !!! You cant trust a thing that cant beat its own meat Eat The Machines !!! Eat The Machines !!! You couldnt stop the flood even if you could (Hassle-bots, spoken, left to right, dryly cynical) Hassle, Bots, Hassle-bots Dirty, Mutants, Cretins We are your friends, Yes were here A little plastic surgery, From ear to ear Mutants are not invited, Weve made that clear Your toxic world will pass, Death is nothing to fear Let us fix that face, Make a smile, not a sneer We will rectify those warts, Dont wont shed a tear Your era is a passing, The final hour is getting near (fade out)

DUNG Summer Holiday Mutants, bugs and scales, approach the town Stomping feet and dripping puss, yeah you know the sound Hippies started this war, no time to be neat and nice These Hassle-bots better cut and run, thats my advice I took two bots, one poked me in my balls I tied a bunch together, tossed them around like plastic dolls Gumbys grater chucks slices them to tiny pieces Lumpys teddy rebar leaves hippies in their own feces Kats terror poms rip everything to the floor Willa spits acid, little piles of melted smores The great Dino Roaches stomp everything they see in sight They take the hammer to the metal with all their awesome might Even Max the Human took part in the chaotic fun Making hippies flee like rabbits with his acid squirt gun Hassle-bots use to be Helping Hands till they became too preachy Now all that is left is what I wipe with a squeegee Got hit with a plastic spork right into my eye socket Whipped my cutters out and yelled like a radio rocket These bastards nuked the world, dont think were heartless But you may think different with Lumpys Farts of Darkness Bug-fuggedy beat down going pound to pound Queefberry Crunch munch leaves the town crusty brown How I wish this day would never go away What a fun time to spend your Summer Holiday !!! A whole city laid out with nothing but destruction No need to fix it, no need for construction Barry grabbed bots and gummed up all their parts Freak bore holes like a mad mutant dart Cut the top off the water tower and throws the hippies in Gonna mix it all together and make hippie tub gin Cutting up Hassle-bots from the left to the right I think The Larch lied to me, theres no toy inside But I just figured Ill keep hacking anyway Its good exercise, I dont need a heart attack today All this chaos, mutants are getting real happy I hate to say anymore, no need for getting sappy (spoken fast) From the bottom to the top its all very well and simple When robot hippies live their entire life afraid of a dirty little pimple They nuked the planet to control life and think they can make it better But all you really end up with is Big Brothers Babysitter !!!