Stink Rock Island Suite

[instrumental]
 

All paths I walk inevitably lead me to the Grave
A Brave Brave Man to a woman is enslaved
Now I'm so lonesome I could cry
And I'm so hungry I could fry-
some eggs, nothin' goin' on.

[solo]
nothin' goin' on

CHORUS
It's all lies when they say I am unfaithful to you
It's all just rumours and allegations
Ain't nothin' goin on between me and that other girl
END CHORUS

Your sweet, sexy ways is the love that I'm after
my fine honey belle, riding high on a tractor
You ask me why I've been out so long
at "Ol' BJ Cheese'n'Bacon's All Night Harem",
well Baby there's nothin' goin' on

CHORUS
 

It's alright if the subliminal messages in your
Judas Preist album say do it do it
It's alright if the buffalo winds blow so hard your fucking hair comes off
you can always buy a new toupee and hats come in many shapes and sizes
The buffalo winds are blowing

Sometimes  I think I'm the only guy in this town without a mustache
Sometimes I think I'm the only guy from our third grade class
still in love with you
Bake some muffins bake some bread kill your fucking in-laws
and bake their heads 
There's nothing quite like a home cooked food
Have your cake and eat it too
the buffalo winds are blowing

No matter how many times I try to explain
bout the blood on my hands, the answer is still the same
Oh
the buffalo winds are blowing hard
 

[musical and lyrical rage]
 

In 1999 the state of Massachusetts put an innocent man to death without a trial
I never asked much from this snake cage life but i was hoping you'd stick around for a while
they did a good job nailing JESUS to that big wooden cross but I never understoood what for
they say he's coming back soon you say you're never gonna
I GUESS YOU'RE NOT MY GIRLFRIEND ANYMORE

well even the golden age of Hydrogen Dirigibles had to come to an end
the youth of today can't hardly recall the once booming slap bracelet trend.
Y'know you don't see as many of those bicycles as you did in days of yore
YOU'RE NOT MY GIRLFRIEND ANYMORE

Gregory:  "ooh where am I?  how did I get here?   oh yes, it all started a couple of days ago..."

[party whistle solo]

Nine lives were taken during Pearl Jam's Summer 2000 tour
{don't you give a shit about my feelings?}
I NOTICED YOU'RE NOT MY GIRLFRIEND ANYMORE
 

CHORUS:
Ooh Seniorita in my casa tita
you're all about it
Ooh you got it goin' on
Ooh  Seniorita in my casa tita
you're all about it
Ooh, 'til the Break of Dawn

VERSE:
don't you know
best thing around
Stealin' the show
makes the world go round
makes the grass grow
you know where I'll be found
singin' down low
 

there's no MSG
there's no MSG
there's no MSG
there's no MSG
there's no MSG
there's no MSG
there's no MSG
in this magic sea.
 

Pappy never really held with book learnin
not when there were chores to do and the butter needed churnin'
I scoffed at the nickels and dimes he was earnin'
but oh

now with a web of lies I've been indoctrinated
Pappy how did I become so jaded?
The wells run dry and the ropes gone slack and
I can't go back to the chicken shack

We like to think we live in a so called democratic society and reserve words such as propaganda and
indoctrination to more overtly fascist states like germany under hitler and russia under stalin

Well my days of naive joy are long since spent
I know to well the manufacture of consent
Life's a train that can't switch tracks
you can't go back to the chicken shack

There is no god.  only hateful institutions
precipitating our negative evolution
consciousness is a deep dark hole
and there is not Jesus to save your soul

horses a brayin' cows a mooin'
with america I've become so dissillusioned
a drowning kitten in a burlap sack
I can't go back to the chicken shack

eggs a plenty hens all a layin'
ducks a swimming horse a brayin'
shiney new tractor big barking dogs
early each morning I'm out slopping the hogs

dinner for lunch supper for dinner?  what is this shit?
pappy's corn bread was always a winner "you know it!"
well's gone dry and the ropes gone slack
and I can't go back to the chicken shack
no matter how hard I try
 

I wear plain old street clothes
you'd never guess I'm of the virgin born.
no holy grail in my napsack
no crown of thorns keeps me warm.

I'm comin' your way so step aside.
King of king of kings adored
on the third day I'll kill again
baptism by the sword

[prayer: "my body is a temple rare"]
 

CHANT:
your dog is a big dog

FUNK:
She likes 'em big
she likes 'em dogs

EXPLICIT RAP:
you are my new neighbor
so I'll give it to you any way you like
and if your big dog don't care
put your sweet thighs up in the air
and if your big dog don't mind
i'll put it in you from behind
But should your big dog object
to the two of us havin' some honcho nite sex
give your big dog some bargain scotch
and leave the barn door open so your big dog can watch