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Chim Chim's Badass Revenge

by Fishbone

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released May 21, 1996

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Track Name: Intro
Language is on fire that are launched, start here
The warning of the word goes out to all the
above all the below and all who have been cast aside
For everyone who is re-energized, criticized or
disguised. From the roof of the powerhouses to the
ground floor of your soul.
To all who can fathom a subsidiary atmosphere
And to all who can listen to the sound of cyber fear
Chim Chim's Badass Revenge...
Equals the imaginative mind that enables us
to resist the strategies of containment brought on
to us by political thunder whores from on high
It's the coming of the digital freak swing Vs.
ape kills master. If you try you will catch on...
Inhospitable cellular chain gangs and the slaves
speak of consumerism.
And in the monsters of plastic that await
behind the hidden corners of the new hype
Chim Chim's Badass Revenge...
The surrender of our dignities and the disintegrate
of the Wamo Frisbee within us all of the side effects of
the emerging techno psychology.
The pulse button landscape of the coming millennia
and it intellectual discriminations can't be avoided,
they can only be down graded repudiated and
afthroplacentrically renovated.
The history distorting legislative heartbeat of the
coming century
Aligns itself with weakness and over indulgence
Chim Chim's Badass Revenge suggests that you
structure your acceptance of the frequencies
according to hope and man and a kick ass outlook
If you try you will catch on.
The reinvention accelerates from this point
For it is with these words and the spirit of
Chim Chim's Badass theory of religiosity that we bring
you the only antidote that humanity will ever know
FISHBONE.
Track Name: Chim Chim's Badass Revenge
The ultimate in flip script
deliverin' many blows
All that primate thinkin' broke off leg and elbow
A fruit bowl delight of power knockin' down any door
Chim Chim's laughin' at you
and he's slammin' you to the floor

Chim Chim's Badass Revenge...

Wit one mega nut bomb
you got blowin' up and away
with a bounty full of Kaboom terrorizn'
keep yo' hair arizin'
and the sunshine reflects off ah dah moon,
when you think it's over Chim Chim's scarface in the room

Chim Chim's Badass Revenge...

Takin' um hostage
holdin' up the bank
blockin' the sewer
Drainin' yo gas tank
brakin' the rules,
ignorin' the signal
Runnin' the stop sign t
To get your peace of mind.

Takin' um hostage...
Track Name: In The Cube
Well let me pull myself up and out of this toilet that I'm in.
It's liberating for a little while
But living in shit with shit
And bein' all about shit ain't my style
So up to the front I go
Past the ass rim where the sun and the snow
melt into a river of sprinkly clear water

(Chant)
Deep in the toilet
Doo Deep Doo
I'm in the cube, in the cube
(Repeat 2x)
Deep Doo Doo

Numb to the cold that I'm swimmin' in
I imagine a world without sin
Where there's mutual respect for every soul
With no question and no testin'
Of no one's wits or individuality.

(Chant)

I'm in the cube
And I'm deep in the toilet
Way down deep
Where no good scent can spoil it
where I can get respect
from all the shit around me
As far a what comes down
from above me
I'm in the cube
And I'm deep in the toilet
Way down deep
Where no good scent can spoil it
It eventually turns
into a degree of a flea
Down here I see
the future of life to be
It's too crowded up here
Everybody's greedy and they just
Won't calm down
(They won't calm down)

Their intentions are good
But they always get drowned
by the ego overthrown
And the know-it-all hard-heads
that insist on running the show.
The devil dookey that threatens my friends and me

(Chant 2x)

Some get so caught up
within the whirlpool of bad
that while trying to reach the good
they still end up bein' sad
from trying to rush into
Helping God's plan

(Chant & Chorus)

Back down I go
to the toilet bowl roll
Where no one is
and are afraid to go.
I can find peace and tranquility
amongst the peanuts and shit
The smell is only a bluff
Just to make me leave
from in the cube
this fuckin' cube

In the toilet
Where no good scent can spoil it.
Let's be real with ourselves
Let's be real with ourselves
From the dirt we came
And from the dirt we shall return
This is a lesson in life
We should all learn

I'm in the cube
And I'm deep in the toilet
Way down deep
Where no good scent can spoil it
It eventually turns
into a degree of a flea
Down here I see
the future of life to be.

Cuzz no matter how much you stack it up high,
it always goes down to the dirt where the shit fertilizes
Some don't realize we come from this dirt shit.
The mineral pit.

God made the devil
But the devil makes us weak sometimes
(it makes us weak sometimes)
So are we fighting against a part of God
Or is a part of God's creation lying?
Let some woman or man deem himself special
Cuzz when your label is gone
Your road is long
Back to the minerals and vitamins
Where you belong

(Chant 4x)
Track Name: Beergut
My friend yousta be thin
He's get all the women
We'd go kick it at the bar
But his drinkin' went too far
He could see over his belt
The brotha was slim and svelte
But the gut snuck up while he wasn't lookin'
And the beer stood firm within

Beergut
Gettin' in the way of things
Beergut,
no longer can he see his nuts,
Beergut
He will keep drinkin'
till he throws up

He's got the dunlap disease
His gut is troubled trapped
When his gut lap over his belt buckle
My Hommie's arms and legs are thin
His Gut is filled with Heineken
40 ounce chug-a-lugs of Old English
Saint Ides Budweiser Micky's Big Mouth

Beergut
Gettin' in the way of things
Beergut,
no longer can he see his nuts,
Beergut
He will keep drinkin'
till he throws up

Then we leave from the bar
We go to the homestead
Get a six pack and turn on the TV
...roll a joint and take it...
toke it to the head.

Then when the munchies take over
We will raid the convenience store
Grubbin' and scarfin' and fucked up
And the Beergut grows some more

Beergut
Track Name: Psychologically Overcast
You ask me if I'm unhappy
Well, no I'm not fine
I ask you the same question
and now it's trivia time
Well I just turned in my players card Girl,
so here's my parting line
Good-bye, Good-bye, Good-bye

We traveled some rough seas
to get to the shore of sunshine
But the sun shines a brief time
Cause the clouds are in your mind

You got your own concepts
Well, baby I got mine
It's okay not seein' eye to eye
But we have trouble bein' kind
Just like pourin' cool water in a got grease
Ya see we can't combine
You had your good man
but you've taken for granted your rare find
You got a selfish way
that seems to be in your design
Well I'm too experienced
to take kicks in my behind
Next time you find love
adhere to the warning sign

Good-bye Good-bye Good-bye

A doggi deegee dagee Doo goo
You selfish Nah
Track Name: Alcoholic
Ohh Alcoholic
Ohh real good liquor
Ohh make you clumsy
Ohh make you throw up

Well...my Pop had a party at the house one night
on the last day of school and the food is all right.
We had a speaker on the roof and a speaker on the hill
with four turntables and a reel to reel.
All the pretty women came, no ugly chicks
all the stars came from the Ritz.
The people eat the chicken
and they drink up all the liquor
and they turn into a big
Screwdriver

Well...my uncle is a 'Holic'
and he down a pound of Whiskey!
With an Eight for a chaser,
spit it on the bouncer
kicked his ass
and he lost a girlfriend
with a big soul kitchen
Now he's layin' in the gutter
like a skid row bum
Skid row bum style

Ohh Alcoholic
Ohh Scotch and 800
Ohh make you scratch the record
Ohh burn the spaghetti

Well...I came home from school on a Monday.
I missed the radio reggae show.
I felt like a rude boy,
I could have slammed me a poseur

"You know" Well...
My uncle called me a punk rocker in the doorway
as he dribbled on the table
when he started to say,
"You're not a rude boy, you're a lazy boy,
you should make like a tree and leave
Make like a library and book,
Make like a roach and bug off"

Ohh Alcoholic
you can't drive
Before you crash and go to jail.
Track Name: Love..Hate
Love Hate
Love is deep within your gut
struck with fire to the touch
Hate is when you can't relate
in a different state to hate
Revenge execute pain
to the thief of Love
filled with Hate
I won't mistake

Inside out pin
Love is grand
Outside in pain
Hate awaits
Ain't love grand
it saves the human
Sometimes Love is never finished
Some times Hate is never ending
Love & Hate too close for most
but Revenge can make it even

Love, Hate...Love to Hate
To Love to Kill by the will of loving Hate

Kill the Love with your fear and then the
Revenge will set in.

Revenge...
Quench the Hate
in the meantime
but in the end your soul will end.
Revenge...
Like a junkie that needs his shot,
Hate Revenge the brotha's twins.

Love is solid and won't go nowhere
Love will stay as sure as Life lives
Love will stay it's crept in everywhere
Love, Hate, too close for most
but revenge can make it even (Repeat)

Revenge: is gained when Hate kills Love
Love rises above because Love is the dove
Love and Hate both are the same
Causing the extreme opposites of the same pain

When we meet on the fields of onions
to make war
Brings tears to my eyes...
Love & Hate Brings tears to my eyes.
When Love dies Hate will arise.

When Love dies Hate will arise

Hate will arise for you to despise
Hate is laughing at your fate
Love is beautiful and it is potent
Love inhibits the inhabitant of Love
Love is the permanent state
Hate is for the late freight.

Peace, Love and Hate can definitely relate.
Track Name: Riot
When you ain't got shit
make you want to loot shit!
When ya fuckin' fed up
dam sure Gonna shot shit!
Listen to the government
they don't know what to tell you
Listen to um white man
your governments failing us!

Riot Riot

Yea we burn your fuckin' store up
At this point you know we don't give a fuck
What the hell you expect anyway
Treat your customer crazy
They gonna act crazy
Look at that shit smolder
Track Name: Monkey Dick
Sitting in a cage all day long
Smelling monkey nutts
but the odors strong
Ya can't believe they do this
Leave ya in a pile of urine jelly walls

My nutts they itch rott My dick it burns hot
Straight got the monkey dick
Straight got the burn in cage itch
Straight got the monkey dick
Get me soap and water quick

The fumes oh how they burn
Those stars how they turn
Oh how I yearn to get to air again
Oh the sea breeze but I'm down on my knees

My nuts they itch rott My dick it burns hot
Straight got the monkey dick
Straight got the in cage itch
Straight got the monkey dick
Get my nutts to air shit

Burn, burn, burn, my shit is burnin'
Burnin' like a barbecue pit full of coals
Yearnin' like a man too old
Where the hell else I'm gonna go

My nutts they itch rott My dick it burns hot
Straight got the monkey dick
Straight got the burn in cage itch
Straight got the monkey dick
Get my nutts to air quick shit!!
Track Name: Sourpuss
I said yes
(but she kept sayin' no)
yeah the scent was in the air
(Was it a rose ?)
I said excuse me ma'am
but you tweekin' my nose
She slapped him in the face
with a terrible blow...

Ohh what a Sourpuss...

Mug all twisted
(like a licorice chew)
Make a puss like that
(it's gonna stay on you)
Gasoline stang
(if you know what I mean)

Ohh what a Sourpuss...
Nothin' but a Sourpuss

Sour (P-u-s-s) Sour (P-u-s-s)
(Repeat 5x)

I step to the rear
guess what did I see
A big pumpin bump
(just a lookin' at he)
Bootie licious nutritious for the
(doodle e dee)
I tapped her on the shoulder
(and what did you see)
Nothin' but a Sourpuss...

Squirt juicy Bootie
(but the muga was pushed)
I got a knife full of butta
(to spread the butush)
Would you like to hit that
(oh how I woosh)
It made my face turn green
from her fuming bush

Ohh what a Sourpuss...
Nothin' but a Sourpuss

Sour (P-u-s-s) Sour (P-u-s-s)
(Repeat 5x)

Do you know of the many mangling ways
there are to twist your puss
It sho get sour sometime down there by the mission
let me get a piece of sum a dat chicken

You've got that clench jaw scrunched snawz look
Hell Yeah...
You've got the frown wrinkled flex lip look
Hell Yeah...
You got the ring around the collar pulsin' all red
Hell Yeah...
You got the prune face mental case punch munch mug
Hell Yeah...
Looks like you got a frown like a crazy clown wit mud fallin' down
Hell Yeah...
You got mustard nostrils and barnacles all up under your chin
Hell Yeah...
You got da sloppy skin decomposing grin
Hell Yeah...

Yo head is flat wit stringy napps and happy nap sack
Hell Yeah...
You got the looky loo mouth piarea crew
Hell Yeah...
You got the don't hurt me please limburger cheese look
Hell Yeah...
When you took a photo shot the lens broke cause ya ugly folk
Hell Yeah...
Looks like your nose got caught up and twisted in a bicycle spoke
Hell Yeah...
Yo face can pass for a orangutan's ass
Hell Yeah...
Yo pussy smell so bad I had to move back to Baghdad
Hell Yeah...
You got the Marion Berry Rockhead look
Hell Yeah...
You got the Al Green hot grits look
Hell Yeah...
You grill is made of steel and can't be real
Hell Yeah...
You got that Spiderman brace face
Hell Yeah...
been hit in the face by the Frankenstein bass

Yo mug is covered with chili
Lookin' silly workin' at 7-11
Thinkin' everything is heaven

Ohh what a Sourpuss...Nothin' but a sourpuss...
Track Name: Rock Star
When I was a kid
I would go to the show
and see the rock star
I'd play my records
and look at the album cover
at the rock star
Sometimes I'd check out the R&B
But the polka, salsa classical scene just was not me.
I wanted to be like Bootsy
Dr. Funkenstein
or Jimi the rock star
Color meant nothing to me
Everything was equal
as far as I could see.
Ignorant to the racist music industry,
music industry, music industry

Music industry...white rock star
Everywhere I look...white rock star
Read it in the paper...white rock star
Watch it on TV...white rock star

Only just a little...black rock star
Only for a token...black rock star
Sing no controversy...black rock star
Sometimes for the flavor of Japanese
No communication but it's overseas.

Unaware of how propaganda works
I soon became a victim,
a trick at work
With my black brotha's playin'
rock & roll signed
and ho'in for a major label
selling my soul as a rock star.

Do the rock star ohh
Do the rock star yeah
Break a window,
smash a TV
We're some hot mother fucka's
It's no doubt about
We do the rock star Ohh
do the rock star, yeah

Get real drunk, fuck, fuck, fuck
Kick in the radio,
smash up a chair
Do the rock star, wooh
Do the rock star, yeah
Wreck your hotel room
Catch a Lear jet
Stay in debt,
manic depressed
Sweat & jerk to the best
Smoke a cig,
fuck, fuck, fuck,
Lie fry
loosin' your mind like a rock star
Loose it!

I got supposed fortune & fame
with existential potential
Of runnin' the game,
but it the greedy of the whitey
at the top of my frame
that's blurrin' my art piece,
makin' it weak see
makin' it watered down
Dilutin' my funky sound
But it's all you need to be
in this weak society
Powder puffy rock star dumb
Keepin' people stupid and dumb

Do the rock star ooh
Do the rock star hey
Shoot up some heroin
Snort some cocaine
Smash your guitar
Wreck a jet plane
With a short gun
to your brain
For the price of fame
like Kurt Cobain
Doin' the rock star main

Color meant nothing to me
But now I just can't escape
From the rains that drive me
ape of their white fear
through the television
in my eyes in my ears
Racism! Separation! Media!
So I guess you can say
I'm an angry brotha
Can't play my music
'cause of barrier of color
Deep in debt
with a seven record set
Videos and funky shows
but no one knows
The major pain and misery
of bein' radical
Speakin' of what you feel
in a world that's sad and dull
But the rock star got the money
and the fuck fuck right action lights
and plane flights Drugs and press
but in reality it's a lot less
when you're the rock star oooh.
Track Name: Nutmeg
Never givin' up, Got to go fuck up, Want to locc up,
Before I smoke up, I need time, He need time,
They need time, To free a mind, Listen to the
messages and release The time is now for you to
be the beast Fight for Nutmeg If it's the last thing
you ever do Fight for Nutmeg It's all between you
and you Fight for Nutmeg To get your shit thur
You want peace, I need peace He need peace, We
need peace Can't let it go, know where to go,
See how to go, fight before you have to go,
Is your brain bubblin' and troublin'? Take the
medication and heal the problem Fight for Nutmeg
If it's the last thing you ever do Fight for Nutmeg
It's all between you and you Fight for Nutmeg
Fight, fight, for self Fight, fight, with stealth, Fight,
fight, for self Fight, for proper def