 Lyrics to:
"the Bean Song," by Natural Gas
music based on "She Don't Use Jelly" by the Flaming Lips
I know a guy who, picks his beans. He grows them on a hill but, they're not greens. And they're not lima, and they're not navy. They're not even refried, but they still go with your gravy... He picks them COFFEE BEANS x 3
And I know a girl who can cook your cheese. But it's hot with nachos, and it's not with your peas. It's not with your Dr. Schnee, or even your herbal tea. No, you know it's not with, any of these... It's with your NANOO CHEESE x 3
AND I KNOW A WOMAN WHO(who), POWDERS HER NOSE (you know she powders it hard). AND YOU KNOW SHE BE POWDERING IT WITH HER (what?), PANTY HOSE (hose!). BUT THE HOSES AIN'T RUNNY (not runny), AND THEY AIN'T NOT FUNNY (ha ha no). AND SHE'S REAL FUNKY (funky), SHE'S A BUFF MONKEY (Monkey)... BUFF MONKEY x 3
And I know a guy who, was saved by grace. He was messed up so, we GOT IN HIS FACE. Because he used a drug, and he needed a hug. So we gave him one, and now he is a cool mug... Because he's met Jesus Christ (get a little more funky now), Jesus CHRIST (let go of it now!), JESUS CHRIST! Lyrics to:
"Party Wagonaca" by Natural Gas
music to "Santa Monica" by Everclear
I am still living in my van...lonely and dreaming of a schnee can...I'm sick of cruisin' downtown...I don't want to drive your, stupid strip...With my Party Wagon and my old suit case, I do believe I'll drive out to a new place...I don't want to wear your neck tie...I don't want to do your country dance...I just wanna sit in those cushy seats, I just want a place to put up my feet.
We could live in the Party Wagon...Leave the House behind...Drieve out past the airport...and watch the planes fly. (2x)
I am still drivin' with the, GAS...dazed and confused are people who try to pass...we can just go road trippin...we can go to lunch, or the department store...a great paint job with fire and teal...my party wagon is the full meal deal...I'll be there to fix your flat tire...I'll be there to do your oil change dance...Inside we play and try to sing...You know our van is the automotive king.
We could live in the party wagon....leave the house behind...drive out to the beach...and watch the girls go by (2x)
We could live in the party wagon...leave the house behind...drive on up to heaven...watch the world die (2x)
YEAH...watch the world die. |  |
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Lyrics to:
"Aspirin" by Natural Gas
music from "Lithium" by Nirvana
I'm so happy, cause today I found my friend... He's in my heart. When I listen, Jesus says I love you man... People think..Sunday morning is the only day to praise...And I'm no scared. Light my candle, everday cause I found God.
YEAH fanfare x 7
You're so lonley, that's ok here's what I'll do...I'll pray for you. And just maybe, I'll get through to you... and I'm not sure. I'm so excited, I can't wait to meet Him there...I was spared. I'm not perfect, that's ok, his will is good.
YEAH fanfare x 7
He made you, he won't let you go.
He saved you, he won't let you go.
He forgave you, he won't let you go.
He loves you, he won't let you go.
Verse 1
YEAH fanfare
Verse 3 Lyrics to:
"Tastes Like Dr. Schnee" by Natural Gas
music from "Smells Like Teen Spirit" by Nirvana
You may have heard, of our drink...It's made by Vess and a shrink. The names Dr. Schnee, and preferred by Natural Gas, but not a nerd.
(schnee fanfare) He made the Schnee for DWT, He made the Schnee for Debbie P, He made the Schnee for a donkey, He made the Schnee for Farmer Ronnie.
Well you can't get it at Dierbergs, or at Frumpy Joes, in Jonesburg...
(Chorus) we're not telling you to drink just Schnee, your hair might, get to wavy...drink your coffee, and your tea, and even the milk from Bessie.
YEAH......MOO.....MOO......
It isn't what, you might think, just take a chance and sip a drink. A little drink is all it is, and so much more, then verty fizz. (schnee fanfare)
Well you can't get it at Savemore, or at Place's Department Store (Chorus)....have you ever heard gargling schnee?
YEAH....GARGLE.....SCHNEE.....(solo)
And I forget, just why I tasted, yeah I guessit makes me smile. I found my schnee, the schnee found me, oh well, whatever, nevermind. (schnee fanfare)
well you can't get it at Texaco, or at Mobil, I mean Amoco (chorus)...doctor schnee....doctor schnee.....jesus loves you....it's at shop n' save...... |
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