Music by Devo
Watch Us Work It
Chocolate Starfish and the Hot Dog Flavored Water is the third album by Limp Bizkit, released on October 15, 2000 through Interscope Records. Chocolate Starfish and the Hot Dog Flavored Water sold 6 million copies. Can you feel it?
Ladies and gentlemen!
Introducing the Chocolate Starfish!
and the Hotdog Flavored Water
Bring it on!
Get the fuck up!
Yeah!
Check, one, two
Listen up, listen up!
Here we go
It’s a fucked up world
A fucked up place
Everybody’s judged by their fucked up face
Fucked up dreams
Fucked up life
A fucked up kid with a fucked up knife
Fucked up moms, And fucked dads
There’s a fucked up a cop with a fucked up badge
Fucked up job
With fucked up pay
And a fucked up boss is a fucked up day
Fucked up press
And fucked up lies
Well, Lethal’s in the back with the fact of the fires
Hey, it’s on
Everybody knows it’s on
Hey, it’s on
Everybody knows it’s on
Ain’t it a shame that you can’t say “Fuck”
Fuck’s just a word
And it’s all fucked up
Like a fucked up punk
With a fucked up mouth
A Nine Inch Nail will get knocked the fuck out
Fucked up AIDs
From fucked up sex
Fake ass titties on a fucked up chest
We’re all fucked up
So whatcha wanna do?
With fucked up me
And fucked up you
You wanna fuck me like an animal
You’d like to burn me on the inside
You like to think that I’m a perfect drug
Just know that nothing you do
Will bring you closer to me
Ain’t life a bitch?
A fucked up bitch
A fucked up sore with a fucked up stitch
A fucked up head
Is a fucked up shame
Swinging on my nuts is a fucked up game
Jealousy filling up a fucked up mind
It’s real fucked up
Like a fucked up crime
If I say “Fuck”, two more times
That’s fourty six “Fucks” in this fucked up rhyme
It’s on
Everybody knows it’s on
Hey, it’s on
Everybody knows it’s on
You wanna fuck me like an animal
You’d like to burn me on the inside
You like to think that I’m a perfect drug
Just know that nothing you do
Will bring you closer to me
Hooo Haaa Haaaw!
Listen up baby
You.. can’t.. bring.. me.. (bring me).. down
I.. don’t.. think.. so
I don’t want some
You.. better.. check.. your.. (check it).. self
Before.. you.. wreck.. your.. self
Kiss.. my.. star.. fish
My.. choco.. late.. Starfish.. punk
Kiss.. my.. star.. fish
My.. choco.. late.. Starfish..
You wanna fuck me like an animal
You wanna burn me on the inside
You like to think that I’m a perfect drug
Just know that nothing you do
Will bring you closer to me
Beck is one of the most inventive and eclectic figures to emerge from the ’90s alternative revolution. Loser was a sensation when the song was released.
The Kills – Sour Cherry Lyrics
Shout when you wanna get off the ride
Shout when you wanna get off the ride
Shout when you wanna get off the ride
‘Cause you crossed my mind, you crossed my mind
Made my blood thump Saturday night
Make my heart beat double time
Now I’m only sour cherry on the fruit stand, right
Am I the only sour cherry on the fruit stand
Shout when you wanna get off the ride
Shout when you wanna get off the ride
‘Cause you crossed my mind, you crossed my mind
I’m a penny in a diamond mine
We could be movers,
We could be shakers
If we could just shake somin’ outta the blue we could get off the ride
I’m the only sour cherry on the fruit stand, right
Am I the only sour cherry on the fruit stand
Am I the only sour cherry on the fruit stand, right
Am I the only sour cherry on your fruit stand?
G-g-g-go home, go home it’s over
G-g-g-go home it’s over
G-g-g-go home, go home it’s over over
Go go home it’s over
G-g-g-go home, go home it’s over
Go go home it’s over
G-g-g-go home, go home it’s over over
Go go home it’s over
What A Little Moonlight Can Do
Lyrics: Harry Woods
Ooh, ooh, ooh
What a little moonlight can do
Ooh, ooh, ooh
What a little
moonlight can do to
you
You’re in love
Your heart’s
fluttering all day
long
You only stutter cause
your poor tongue
Just will not utter the words
‘I love you’
Ooh, ooh, ooh
What a little moonlight can do
Wait a while
Till a little moonbeam
comes peepin’ through
You’ll get bold
You can’t resist him
All you’ll say
When you have kissed him is
Ooh, ooh, ooh
What a little moonlight can do
Ooh, ooh, ooh
In June 1935, John Hammond approached Brunswick and secured a 12-month contract guaranteeing one session a month built around pianist Teddy Wilson. Hammond was to act as producer for the series, primarily aimed at the fast expanding coin-operated music-machine business. For their first session, Hammond pulled out all the stops to assemble a genuine all-star ensemble, even persuading Goodman to cut short rehearsals with his own big band for their first out-of-town booking in Pittsburgh’s Stanley Theatre. Goodman’s contribution turned out to be so inspired he helped make this one of the finest Billie Holiday-Teddy Wilson sessions. It opens with what effectively is the Goodman trio – after a 4-bar intro by Wilson, Goodman states the 32-bar theme in the chalumeau register, then launches into a genuinely hot chorus that leads into Billie’s suave vocal. Riveting stuff – indeed, Wilson would later say, “That session was never, never surpassed. It may have been equaled, but never surpassed.”
Recorded: New York, July 2, 1935
Review Courtesy: Stuart Nicholson Jazz DotCom
