Pervy lyrics

mike65

I'm listening to Frank Zappa via shoutcast at the moment and I suddenly became aware I was listening to some very dodgy lyrics, to wit -

Brown shoes don't make it
Brown Shoes don't make it
Quit school, why fake it
Brown shoes don't make it

TV dinner by the pool
Watch your brother grow a beard
Got another year of school
You're okay, he's too weird
Be a plummer
He's a bummer
He's a bummer every summer
Be a loyal plastic robot
For a world that doesn't care
That's right

Smile at every ugly
Shine on your shoes and cut your hair

Be a jerk-go to work
Be a jerk-go to work
Be a jerk-go to work
Be a jerk-go to work
Do your job, and do it right
Life's a ball
TV tonight
Do you love it
Do you hate it
There it is
The way you made it

A world of secret hungers
Perverting the men who make your laws
Every desire is hidden away
In a drawer in a desk by a Naugahyde chair
On a rug where they walk and drool
Past the girls in the office

We see in the back
Of the City Hall mind
The dream of a girl about thirteen
Off with her clothes and into a bed
Where she tickles his fancy
All night long

His wile's attending an orchid show
She squealed for a week to get him to go
But back in the bed his teen-age queen
Is rocking and rolling and acting obscene
Baby, baby. ..
Baby, baby. . .
Cimmie then cakes, uh!
If I do I'm gonna lose my...

And he loves it, he loves it
It curls up his toes
She wipes his fat neck
And it lights up his nose
But he cannot be fooled
Old City Hall Fred
She's nasty, she's nasty
She digs it in bed
That's right

Do it again, ha
And do it some more
Hey, that does it, by golly
And she's nasty for sure
Nasty nasty nasty
Nasty nasty nasty
Only thirteen, and she knows how to nasty

She's a dirty young mind, corrupted
Corroded
Well she's thirteen today
And I hear she gets loaded

If she were my daughter, I'd...
What would you do, Frankie?
If she were my daughter, I'd ...
What would you do, Frankie?
Check this out
Smother my daughter in chocolate syrup
And strap her on again, oh baby
Smother that girl in chocolate syrup
And strap her on again, oh baby
She's my teen-age baby
She turns me on
I'd like to make her do a nasty
On the White House lawn
Smother my daughter in chocolate syrup
And boogie 'till the cows come home

Time to go home
Madge is on the phone
Got to meet the Gurney's and a dozen gray attorneys
TV dinner by the pool
I'm so glad I finished school
Life is such a ball
I run the world from City Hall

Ever find yourself mouthing along to fifth?

Mike.

Jim

I've watched you grow for all these years and shamefully admit,
I've loved to watch you blossom and it's awful hard to quit
feeling these feelings stirring up inside of me.
You nearly are a woman now and in a couple years,
all the rules and boundaries will slowly disappear,
wait now my child until you get a little older,
every new sunrise brings your heart a little closer- to me

[Chorus:]
But I can't make love to you
because you're fourteen just a peck on the cheek as I'm counting the weeks go by (why? why?)
We can't make love together
because you're fourteen years old
And the trust of your mom that we're not doing wrong,
I just can't betray-today.
Just an ounce of patience we can still do things we like-
watch you eat an ice cream cone and watch you ride your bike
Patiently longing for that future day of truth-
I want to hug and kiss you nearly every time I see you
but I don't want the neighborhood to get the wrong idea
there'll come a day when love like ours is not a crime
just give it time-

[Chorus x2]
But I can't make love to you
because you're fourteen just a hug and a sigh from a law biding guy tonight (why? why?)
We can't make love together- because you're fourteen years old
And the trust of your mom that we're not doing wrong, I just can't betray-today.

....

p.pete

A long, long, long, long time ago
Before the wind before the snow
Lived a man, lived a man I know
Lived a freak of nature named Sir Psycho

Sir Psycho sexy that is me
Sometimes I find I need to scream

He's a freak of nature
But we love him so
He's a freak of nature
But we let him go

Deep inside the Garden of Eden
Standing there with my hard on bleedin'
There's a devil in my dick and some demons in my semen
Good God no that would be treason
Believe me Eve she gave me the reason
Booty lookin' too good not to be squeezin
Creamy beaver hotter than a fever
I'm a givin' 'cause she's the receiver
I won't and I don't hang up untill I please her
Makin' her feel like an over archiever
I take it away for a minute just to tease her
Then I give it back a little bit deeper

Sir Psycho Sir Psycho yea he's the man that I met one time
Sir Psycho Sir Psycho yea he's the man that left me blind
Sir Psycho Sir Psycho yea he's the man he's the man he's the man
Sir Psycho Sir Psycho yea yea

He's a freak of nature
But we love him so
He's a freak of nature
But we let him go

I got stopped by a lady cop in my automobile
She said get out and spread your legs
And then she tried to cop a feel
That cop she was all dressed in blue
Was she pretty? Boy I'm tellin' you
She stuck my butt with her big black stick
I said "What's up?" now suck my dick
Like a ram getting ready to jam the lamb
She whimpered just a little when she felt my hand
On her crotch so very warm
I could feel her getting wet through her uniform
Proppin' her up on the black and white
Unzipped and slipped "Ooo that's tight"
I swaited her like no swat team can
Turned a cherry pie right into jam

Sir Psycho Sir Psycho yea I'm the man that you met one time
Sir Psycho Sir Psycho yea I'm the man that leaves you blind
Sir Psycho Sir Psycho yea I'm the man I'm the man I'm the man
Sir Psycho Sir Psycho yea yea

Hello young woman that I love
Pretty punk rock mamma that I'm thinking of
Hold me naked if you will
In your arms in your legs in your pussy I'd kill
To be with you, to kiss with you, I do miss you
I love you

Lay me down lay me down lay me down lay me down
Lay me down lay me down lay me down lay me down

Descending waves of graceful pleasure
For your love there is no measure
Her curves they bend with subtle splendor

Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the funk will make me freak
If I should die before I waked
Allow me Lord to rock out naked
Bored by the ordinary time to take a trip
Calling up a little girl with a bull whip
Lickety split go snap "snap"
Girl gettin' off all in my lap
The tallest tree, the sweetest sap
Blowin' my ass right of the map
Ooow and it's nice out here
I think I'll stay for a while

.

p.pete

You came twice last year like a Sears catalog
Cause your last boyfriend makes love like Boss Hogg
Well now you're seeing me but soon I'll have you seeing God
Cause girl I'll get you panting like you're Pavlov's dog
Like a DC-10: guaranteed to go down
But baby your black box is the one that I found
I'll give you the gift that keeps on givin' it won't cost you any money
Then she grabbed me by the ears and said kiss me where it smells funny

So down I go like I'm 2000 Flushes
I can tell I'm doing something right by the way that she blushes
She's one that's speechless, I'm the one that's tongue tied
She's thinking holy mackerel I'm thinking tuna on the side
There must be something wrong with Al Pacino's nose
Cause the scent of a woman is like rotten tomatoes
Yeah I'm snorkeling for clams and it doesn't matter if I wanna be
Don't come up for air until you kiss me where it smells funny

Drop my face below her waist and stay on third base
I can tell that the cherry's ripe by the way it tastes
Yeah I could make a lot of wine with the yeast I find inside her panties
And then drink it while eating out down at the Seafood Shanty
Drop my face below her waist and stay on third base
I can tell that the cherry's ripe by the way it tastes
Yeah I could make a lot of wine with the yeast I find inside her panties
And then drink it while eating out down at the Seafood Shanty

.

RuggieBear

mike65 wrote:

I'm listening to Frank Zappa via shoutcast at the moment and I suddenly became aware I was listening to some very dodgy lyrics, to wit -


Mike.

F. Zappa has some brilliant dodgy lyrics....find Catholic Girls and Bobby Brown....priceless stuff

tony 2 tone

Evil Dick!

Evil...dick!
Evil...dick!
Evil...dick!
Evil dick

Evil Dick likes warm wet places
Evil Dick don't care about faces
Evil Dick likes young, tiny, small spaces
Evil Dick leaves warm, gooey, tell-tale traces
Evil Dick

Evil...dick!
Evil Dick
Evil...dick!
Evil Dick

Late at night, Evil Dick
He comes to me
He says:
Don't sleep alone,
Don't sleep alone

Late at night, Evil Dick
He wakes me up
He says:
Don't sleep alone
Don't sleep alone
Don't sleep alone
Don't sleep alone
Don't sleep alone!

Evil...Dick!
Evil Dick
Evil...Dick!
Evil Dick

I had this girl
She said she loved me
Thought there was no one
ever above me
She wanted to marry,
and have my child
But Evil Dick,
He had to get **** wild!

Took me out one night,
Out with the freaks
If ever there was pussy,
Evil Dick would seek
My girl caught me skeezin'.
She said I wasn't ****.
I said: "Wasn't me baby,
It was the mother ****er Evil Dick!"

Late at night, Evil Dick
He comes to me
He says:
Don't sleep alone,
Don't sleep alone

Late at night, Evil Dick
He wakes me up
He says:
Don't sleep alone
Don't sleep alone
Don't sleep alone
Don't sleep alone
Don't sleep alone!

Evil...Dick!
Evil Dick
Evil...Dick!
Evil Dick

And when Evil Dick has his way,
It sounds a little like this....

(moaning)

Damn, Dick

Evil...Dick!
Evil Dick
Evil...Dick!
Evil Dick

Late at night, Evil Dick
He comes to me
He says:
Don't sleep alone,
Don't sleep alone

Late at night, Evil Dick
He wakes me up
He says:
Don't sleep alone
Don't sleep alone
Don't sleep alone
Don't sleep alone
Don't sleep alone!

invincibleirish

lemon song by zeppelin,probably not as pervy as songs mentioned already but still-i know what he's saying

asphalt-cushion

Zappa is absolutely amazing. i'm listening to sleep dirt now. lalalalala....

IrishMike

A festive cyo party with crepe paper streamers, contestants for the broom dance, the hokey pokey, baked goods, & father riley making sure the lights don’t go down too low...

Father riley and various party goers:
Catholic girls
With a tiny little mustache
Catholic girls
Do you know how they go?
Catholic girls
In the rectory basement
Father riley’s a fairy
But it don’t bother mary
Catholic girls
At the cyo
Catholic girls
Do you know how they go?
Catholic girls
There can be no replacement
How do they go, after the show?

Joe:
All the way
That’s the way they go
Every day
And none of their mamas ever seem to know
Hip-hip-hooray
For all the class they show
There’s nothing like a catholic girl
At the cyo
When they learn to blow...

Father riley:
They’re learning to blow
All the catholic boys!

Mary:
Warren cuccurullo...

Father riley:
Catholic boys!

Mary:
Kinda young, kinda wow!

Father riley:
Catholic boys!

Mary:
Vinnie colaiuta...

Chorus:
Where are they now?
Did they all take the vow?

Father riley:
Catholic girls

Warren:
Carmenita scarfone!

Father riley:
Catholic girls

Officer butzis:
Hey! she gave me vd!

Father riley:
Catholic girls!

Warren:
Toni carbone!

Chorus:
With a tongue like a cow
She could make you go wow!

Joe:
Vd vowdy vootie
Right away
That’s the way they go
Every day
Whenever their mamas take them to a show
Matinee
Pass the popcorn please
There’s nothing like a catholic girl
With her hand in the box
When she’s on her knees

Larry:
She was on her knees,
My little catholic girl

Chorus:
In a little white dress
Catholic girls
They never confess
Catholic girls
I got one for a cousin
I love how they go
So send me a dozen
Catholic girls
Ooooooh!
Catholic girls
Ooooooh!
(etc.)

Central scrutinizer:
This is the central scrutinizer...
Joe had a girl friend named mary.
She used to go the church club every week.
They’d meet each other there
Hold hands
And think pure thoughts
But one night at the social club meeting
Mary didn’t show up...
She was sucking cock backstage at the armory
In order to get a pass
To see some big rock group for free...







Zappa is the king of pervy songs.

Kilgore-Trout

Zappa is the king of the UNIVERSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

John

'Persuasion' by Throbbing Gristle

Persuasion
You gotta get some
Persuasion
You gotta get some
Look at me I touch your breast
Look at me I touch your knees
And I persuade you
Like always I persuade you
Like always I persuade you
Persuasion
Look at me I touch your head
I say the words and you go to bed
My sister and my mother
My father and my son
Do everything I want them to
With persuasion
One lot of persuasion
Like always persuasion
Now there's lots of ways to persuade you
I could do it with money
I could look at you
I could show you all that
You might as well do it anyway
You might as well choose to play the game
After all you've seen yourself before
What difference does it make if I take your photograph?
What difference does it make if someone else sees it too?
All your friends do it
I mean nobody will know it's you
Anybody, it could be any body
I mean, these magazines, you know,
They only go to middle aged men
So why don't you do what I suggest
I persuade you
With words I persuade you
Persuasion
I've got a little biscuit tin
To keep your panties in
I've got a little biscuit tin
To keep your panties in
Soiled panties, white panties, school panties, Y-front panties
By the canal, by the canal
And I persuade you
Like always I persuade you
Look at me
Look at me
There's a certaing word and a certain touch
A certain way and a way too much
There's a little bit here
And a little bit there
When you've done it all it's too late to care
Oh I persuade you
Like always I persuade you
Look in my eye
Under your covers
I touch you
And tell you what to do
Do it because I tell you
Do it because I love you
And I persuade you
Persuasion