garageDogs CD

garageDog's debut CD "RECORD"

  side one
thursday night
crazy
snuff movies
dickcheese
reality check
jesus		 side two
bop
poppin fresh
suicide
cellulite
judy

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THURSDAY NIGHT
You ain't got what I need
But you've sure got what I want
And it may not last forever
And it may not last a week
But it's good enough for a
Thursday night

So slap my face and call me a sad thing
'Cause Boston sits smack in ennui
And you won't be young forever
And I ain't no Jean Genet
But you don't catch the real thing
Fishing in the Thursday Sea

If I had the time to get to know you
You might knock me out
Over Cosmos at Global
I might just rock your world
But there is no joy in
Post-apocalyptic New England
We time and five bucks
You're so fine let's go fuck
Til the sun comes up
'Cause nothing ever goes down
Around here

In the end I don't deserve it
I crown it king only to serve it
And I'll never tell you how
I sometimes get the itch to bow
On the occasional Thursday
(everything starts to blur)
(for a minute you looked like her)
(God I've never been so sure)
On any given Thursday night

(Hough/Hough/Hough) ©1997 3BH Music


DICKCHEESE
I lost my virginity
In a plastic toilet at the carnival
The stranger said:
"It's as easy, boy, as
Putting a ball in a hoop."
And I said: "Ouch! No, back off!
It makes me feel like I have to poop."
And he said: "No, just relax,
And I'll scoop it to you."
And I said: "Okay, but slow!
This ain't a scenario I'm used to."

I bent over sideways
And did as the stranger instructed me too

Now why is my dick spurting green
It's the most fucking disgusting thing
That I have ever seen
So I went to the Doctor and I said
"Make it stop please"
And he said: "Uh oh, this ain't
Your average dickcheese!
You Must've caught something at the carnival."

I went back to the carnival
To get a blood or urine sample from the stranger
But there was nobody there
Just a couple drops of blood and some pubic hair
And I said: "If I was Klaus von Bulow
I could afford a lawyer,
Who could figure out who fucked me
Jesus Christ or Tom Saywer.
'Cause I surely caught something at the carnival."

It turned black.
It came loose at the sack.
It fell into the toilet, and I said
Oh fucking hell.

(Hough/Hough/Hough) ©1994 3BH Music

CRAZY
sitting in my dark room starting to realize,
all my nightmares are coming true its clearing up my eyes,
been here for eternity no existance of a runaway,
I'd rather have 'em cut my throat then to here them say deranged
...I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy I'm goin right out of my fucking mind...
.Last bite of my last supper never see the light of day,
been thinking of suicide at least thats what they say,
so now i'm closing my eye's with a tight vise hoping for the last time,
don't let me wake up as you destroy my mind...
i'm goin crazy,i'm goin crazy
I'm goin right outta my fucking mind.

(Hough/Hough/Hough) ©1994 3BH Music

SNUFF MOVIES

When I'm really bored
And nothing really moves me
I try to find
A good old fashioned kind
Of snuff movie

Most of the stars
Are really very young
They got picked up at a Kroger
And they haven't had much fun
They've been contested and molested
And now they're gonna die
Right here for the enjoyment of
My watching eyes

In a snuff movie
A snuff movie
Little girl suck!
Little boy duck!
Ooops we're out of luck
In a snuff movie

Out of luck
What the fuck
Couldn't duck, I had to suck
Took me out in a garbage truck
Snuff Movies

(Hough/Hough/Hough) ©1996 3BH Music

REALITY CHECK

Hindsight can kiss my ass
I've wasted too much time
And if the drugs don't get me first
Boredom's next in line
I don't like horny, coming down,
Wiping out, being sad or self-obsessed
Somebody please tell me I'm important
I'm starting to get depressed

Fuck you and your new life
I got plans of my own
And once you cross this bridge
You can never go home
And love makes a poor case
Up against infatuation
Once you see too much freedom
Kills the imagination
Fuck you

(Hough/Hough/Hough) ©1995 3BH Music

JESUS

Don't you hear me Jesus
Don't you leave me alone
Please believe me Jesus
Cause I don't think
I'll make it on my own
You know how badly I want you
Even though I act like I
Never really cared

I ain't had enough of my darling
Since I don't know when
But I'll never have enough
Of my Jesus come back
To me again
Don't want to burn in Purgatory
It's the same old song
It's always the same old story
I'm tired as hell Jesus

(Hough/Hough/Hough) ©1995 3BH Music