Yellow matter custardDripping from a dead dog’s eyeCrabalocker fishwife, pornographic priestessBoy, you’ve been a naughty girl, you let your knickers down I am the Egg ManThey are the Egg MenI am the WalrusGoo goo g’joob! Because it’s October 31st, we return with our second of three Halloween Day additions to our Buttkickin Halloween Songs. We…
Lately I’ve been measuringSeems my time is growing thinWind me up and watch me spinWatch me spinWatch me spin Skin and bonesSkin and bonesSkin and bonesDon’t you know? Well damn, will you look at the time? It’s October 31st. Already. Of course this is totally exciting and wonderful, and totally dreadful as Halloween is here…
Sometimes I look up highAnd then I think there mightJust be a better lifeAway from all we knowThat’s where I wanna goOut on the wild side And I wish I wasOh-oh-oh-oh, a Wild West hero… Again, we come to yet another song that is Strictly Speaking Not A Halloween Song. And yet, it so is.…
I am the hungry wolfAnd run endlessly with my mateI see the gutter feed on the foolishOutrun and kill the strong At daybreak I roamAwake to who follows meI roam, I roam… There is an assuredly visceral knock upside the noggin to The Hungry Wolf, and it wastes absolutely no time getting there. As the…
Not for nothing but here’s two things you can learn about your humble host: The Shining is my favorite horror movie of all time. Dies irae makes any musical piece sound utterly sinister As far as #1 is concerned, that is of course entirely subjective. But few films creep me out to the core quite…
We’ve gained notorietyAnd caused much anxietyIn the Audubon SocietyWith our gamesThey call it impietyAnd lack of proprietyAnd quite a varietyOf unpleasant namesBut it’s not against any religionTo want to dispose of a pigeon… Tom Lehrer is a national freakin’ treasure and anyone who says otherwise should be split open, vertically, with two rusty chainsaws. OK…
Rocket engines burning fuel so fastUp into the night sky they blastThrough the universe the engines whineCould it be the end of man and time?Back on earth the flame of life burns lowEverywhere is misery and woePollution kills the air, the land and seaMan prepares to meet his destiny… Ah Sabbath, bloody Sabbath… Listen, you…
It was long last Christmas eveningThe snow was on the groundAt his home in North CarolinaThe murderer, he was found His name was Charlie LawsonAnd he had a loving wifeBut they never knew what caused himTo take his family’s life… Not gonna lie; this one is based on a very real, very dark and tragic…
Another instrumental for our Buttkickin’ Halloween Songs playlist, this time courtesy of legendary composer Henry Mancini. Mancini is one of those composers for which you really don’t need to rattle off a list of credits to acknowledge his bonafidity. I just made that last word up… I think? Anyway, there’s zero need to establish Mancini’s…
I said, I want you baby, I said, I want some more I said, I never ever felt it like that moment before She’s an assassin, she’s melting steel in my heart But I long for more She said, I want your body, she said, I want your soul She said, a fallen angel takes…