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Spotlight On
00:29
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I don’t wanna see you again
In real life or in my mind!
I don’t wanna see you anymore…
I’ll hear you out but be blind!
You had me starin’ at your face:
I’d rather stare right into space!
If looks could kill, I’d never look
And don’t ya judge a cover by the book!
I turn to stone, you’re like Medusa -
No sight for sore eyes, you abuser!
I have searched for a decision
And I don’t want 20/20 vision!
I am now blind - it’s a Christening!
I cannot see you, but I’m listening!
No ghastly sights for me to view…
Oh babe, won’t you cut your eyes out now, too?
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A straight stiff shot starts the weekend off right;
One or two liters get us through each night;
When it’s all done: our heads will ache
Our butts may run, our hands will shake!
Yet, we, as one, won't take a break!
'Cause, we’re tied to a higher stake!
Sunday morning
A double shot starts the weekend off right;
Pour a round, leave the bottle!
Three or four liters...
Sunday morning: Where’s the krupnikas?
Sunday morning: Where’s the krupnikas now?
A triple shot starts the weekend off right;
Pour a round, leave the bottle!
Five or six liters...
Sunday morning: Where’s the krupnikas?
Sunday morning: And the kugelis!
Sunday morning: Where’s the krupnikas now?
Sunday morning: Where’s the krupnikas?
Sunday morning: Call the kunigas!
Sunday morning: Where’s the krupnikas now?
Hail the booze, to hell with bed!
We’ll catch a snooze when we’re dead!
Visi!
Hail the booze, to hell with bed!
We’ll catch a snooze when we’re dead!
Hail the booze, to hell with bed!
We’ll rest in peace when we’re dead!
Amen, brothers!
Aciu, Dieve.
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4. |
Three Hole Punch (Live)
06:27
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Pour a quart of whiskey in a bowl,
Dump in a gallon of rye,
Add a half pint of pineapple juice,
Then send the pretty girls by!
Pour a quart of vodka in a bowl,
Dump in a gallon of gin,
Add a half pint of cranberry juice,
Then let the pretty girls in!
Three hole punch
Girls will love us a bunch!
Three hole punch
But that could be a hunch!
Pour a quart of bourbon in a bowl,
Dump in a gallon of rum,
Add a half pint of coconut juice,
Then serve the pretty girls some!
Pour a quart of brandy in a bowl,
Dump in a gallon of wine,
Add a half pint of passion fruit juice,
Then give the pretty girls mine!
Three hole punch
Girls will love us a bunch!
Three hole punch
If they don’t lose their lunch!
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5. |
Life (Live)
04:46
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MONDAY - CLEAN UP AISLE 10! CLEAN UP AISLE 9!
TUESDAY - CLEAN UP AISLE 8! CLEAN UP AISLE 7!
WEDNESDAY - CLEAN UP AISLE 6! CLEAN UP AISLE 5!
THURSDAY - CLEAN UP AISLE 4! CLEAN UP AISLE 3!
FRIDAY - CLEAN UP AISLE 2! CLEAN UP AISLE 1!
WEEKEND…
SPLIT A TWELVE-PACK, RENT SOME PORN,
PLAY AIR HOCKEY UNTIL MORN;
WATCH “THREE STOOGES” ON T.V.,
DON’T WAKE UP BEFORE 2:30-
THIS IS LIFE FOR YOU AND ME!
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Heaven’s gates stood open,
I beheld a white horse;
The nameless horseman
Judged and waged the wars.
His eyes blazed like fire,
His clothes splattered with blood;
The diadem which he bore
Proved he was the one.
Faithful and True!
The Word of God!
Hallowed be Thy name!
King of kings!
The Lord of lords!
The Divine Warrior’s name!
The legions which he mastered,
Cloaked in linen light,
Followed him faithfully
On their horses white
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Mate was near for Mindaugas, retreat saw blood drenched woods
Limbless men traced body parts back to burnt neighborhoods
From sick horses soldiers fell asleep disgraced and hurt
Clanging shovels tolled a knell for last suppers of dirt
Where did they come from? Who made 'em first-those delicious koldunai?
Well, gimme a plate and I'll tell you the great legend of Mindaugai
Famished weaklings drank their pus for strength to dig their graves,
Then on a hill Mindaugas beheld glory in waves:
Fields of wheat and onions grew as far as he could see,
In the distance cows and swine and hen ate peacefully
Mindaugas reaped with gleaming scythe horses broke their backs,
Soldiers butchered animals, bodies thrown in stacks,
Mindaugas prayed to pagan gods living in a tree,
A wolf of steel told him to kneel and a recipe:
With water from the Nemunas,
beat together eggs and flour,
spoon in salt from your sweaty brow,
knead for half an hour
The chopped meat of cows with onions
shall be rolled in minute spheres,
sheltered well in the tasty dough,
secured with happy tears
Fry up a bacon onion sauce
while boiling the kaldunai;
sour cream on the side is nice-
this meal will surely satisfy!
Soldiers ate ravenously and gave the steel wolf thanks
Men regained the strength to kill and fell into their ranks
The enemy was crushed swiftly, tortured endless days
Mindaugas ruled once again,
All sang the steel wolf's praise
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8. |
Take It Up The... (Live)
04:44
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Your life’s been ridiculous
You sucker for a real good time...
Now you are dickless because
ou turned to a life of crime...
Take it up the…
Face the problem like a man!
Take it up the…
Spend a week on the can!
You rot in a prison cell
You’re lucky you’re not hangin’ by a rope!
But you’ll only start to feel the hell
When you bend to get the soap!
Take it up the…
Tho’ your insides’ll burn ‘n’ swell!
Take it up the…
And doncha use no KY gel!
Problems come and problems go
Make sure you just face them all head on...
And inside you will start to grow
Just remember this hole song!
Take it up the...
Doncha know what you must do?
Take it up the...
And for lubricant use crazy glue!
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Krupnikas had put my mind at ease,
Conductor shouted "All tickets please!"
I asked if next time he could YELL LOW
I needed sleep and not far to go...
Hear the scraping of the pistons,
Hill of crosses in the distance;
Lord, let me get away...
Drank a double shot to calm my nerves,
Motorman hugged a couple of curves;
Neither was what had made me GREEN
'Twas two days before, a ghastly scene!
I was about to drink my one last drop,
Then saw the shield of a transit cop;
Shuddered at the lengthy warrant READ
I butchered my boss and then I fled...
My flask was puddled in my defeat,
The porter had to clean up my seat;
ALL MY COLORS HAVE NOW TURNED GREY,
I never got to see Siauliai!
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10. |
What I Like About You
04:26
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12. |
Kur Tas Kugelis?
04:47
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(Translation of Lithuanian lyrics) Don't forget the crispy bacon... (pa-potato, pa-potato, pa-potato-pa) Don't forget the sour cream... (p-potato, p-potato, p-potato-pa) Don't forget the crispy bacon, Don't forget (forget) the sour cream, Don't forget (forget) to call me, Don't forget, Don't forget! Oh, Grandma! Where's the kugelis? Oh, Grandma! Where's the kugelis? Oh, Grandma! Where's the kugelis NOW? Don't forget (forget) the onions... (pa-potato, pa-potato, pa -potato-pa) Don't forget (forget) my plate...(pa-potato, pa-potato, pa-potato-pa) Don't forget (forget) the onions, Don't forget (forget) my plate, Don't forget (forget) to call me, Don't forget, Don't forget!
Translation assistance by Daiva Chauhan
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13. |
Spotlight Out
00:07
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Steel Wolf New York, New York
Steel Wolf is a Lithuanian-American rock band from Long Island, New York. Described as playing “music to incite a riot”, Steel Wolf took their name from Lithuanian folklore in 1982 and is still active today. Aside from archetypal venues, they perform annually at the ING NYC Marathon and Camp Giraite in Connecticut. "Steel Wolf blends punk anachronisms with Lithuanian mythology.” (Good Times) ... more
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