Poultrygeist Theme Song .......... Calamari Safari

You Folks This Restaurant is Built On an Ancient Tromohawk Indian Burial Ground .......... Ron Jeremy

Clear .......... Pot Shot

Bumpin Tacos .......... Jason Yachanin

Revenge is a Dish Best Served Fried .......... Jason Yachanin

Last Words .......... The Peacocks

Sensitive .......... Scatterbox

Goddamn Honkies .......... Joshua Olatunde

Slow Fast Food Love .......... Kate Graham and Jason Yachanin

Red Planet .......... Zombina and the Skeletones

Eat My Meat You Vegan Whores .......... Jason Yachanin

Milk Milk Lemonade .......... Dingleberry Dynasty

I've Set Sail .......... Dan Potthast

Longing to Live, Waiting to Die .......... Lloyd Kaufman and Jason Yachanin

Lone Gay Man's Last Words .......... Elastic No-No Band

My Ass! .......... Robin Watkins

Generous General .......... Robin Watkins, Kate Graham and Allyson Sereboff

Green Eggs and Pam .......... Purple Pam

Poultrygeist .......... Count Smokula

S-U-I-C-I-D-E .......... Rose Ghavami

This Isn't a Terrorist Thing .......... Jason Yachanin

Zombie Chickens From Tromaville .......... The Nihilistics

Ghost of Chicken Past .......... The Obscene

We Need Action .......... Jason Yachanin

Drop In the Bucket .......... Covered In Bees

Dead As a Doornail .......... Impaler

Massacre .......... Dwarves

Chickens Have Declared Jihad On Us All, The .......... Rose Ghavami

Murderous General .......... Robin Watkins

Slow Fast Food Love .......... Baxendale

Bleed On .......... Dwarves

You're sitting at home and your stomach is bubbling.
No food in the fridge and your hunger is growing.
Ooo ooo ooo, what to do?

You hop in your car and drive straight to get drive through.
Murder with fries is described as fast food.
Ooo ooo ooo, la la la la la, you better run!

'Cause this is Poultrygeist, when the blood keeps spilling.
This is Poultrygeist, where there's lots of killing.
You'll be eaten alive by zombie chickens tonight.
You're all gonna die!!!

How would you like to be baked and broiled?
Thrown in a pan to be fried in some oil?
Ooo ooo ooo, what to do?

You swallow it down with a smile on your face.
Little did you know there's a curse on this place.
Ooo ooo ooo, la la la la la, you better run!

'Cause this is Poultrygeist, when the blood keeps spilling.
This is Poultrygeist, where there's lots of killing
You'll be eaten alive by zombie chickens tonight.
You're all gonna die!!!

BRIDGE (Sax Solo)
You'll be eaten alive by zombie chickens tonight
You're all gonna die!!!

So think twice, about where you eat.
Think twice, about eating meat.
Don't kill, little baby chickens
Be nice, and try to find a brand new solution.
Zombie chicken retribution.
Poultrygeist! You're all gonna die!

Poultrygeist, when the blood keeps spilling.
This is Poultrygeist, where there's lots of killing.
You'll be eaten alive by zombie chickens tonight.
You're all gonna die!!!
You're all gonna die!!! You're all gonna die!!! Woooooo!
You're all gonna die!!!

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Not a trace has
Remained
Still no war for
Tomorrow
A can of beer
Guitar noise drive
Me go
Thats all I wanted

After my lunch
No Plans to do
Uneasy of something I don't know
Airs not too heavy
For the people
Through it aint gonna
Clear me up

Let me go on a stage

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I'm bored in a rocket ship comin' to you, boy
Build magnets in the sun
Gonna book a room in a space motel
Un-mask Doctor Doom in a kiss and tell
'Cause I'm headin' for outer space
With a real bad motor burn

Wo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-oah oh, red planet!
Woah-o-o-o-oah-a-oh, red planet, yeah!

'Cause all I think about is me and U F O
Watching lost in space and drinking rocket fuel, you know
When the sun gets full tommorow night
We're gonna get down, baby, on a satellite, maybe
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go!

This song goes out to anyone who ever tasted their own blood
On the surface of red planet
you better wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up!

I'm boardin' a rocket ship comin' for you, boy
Oh, baby, I'm gonna rocket to you!

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It's soon but I've set sail again
the wind feels right this time
the waves are small but they rock my boat just enough
it's soon but I've set sail again
I've put my trust in the constellations the pinholes of hope that steer my boat
I've put my heart in the hands of the man in the moon
it's soon but I've set sail again
And if you get seasick I'll drop anchor and hold you close
and if you get sunstroke I'll let you sit in the hull of my boat
it's soon but I've set sail again
the moon feels right this time
it's big and it's bright and it's in line with the stars
it's soon but I've set sail again

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You won't see no pictures of me pasted on nobody's wall,
and we can talk about art all night long, but I won't say nothing at all...
now i ain't no pussy son of a bitch i get wasted every night
cause the girls on the street give ....... free
cause i fuck so good
i guess it's cause i fuck so good
cause I'm young dumb misunderstood
but i OWWW!
oh yea that's right
well i fuck so good YEA!
some girls they like money
some girls they like fame
i like girls that like to fuck
and i know you feel the same
i guess it's cause i fuck so good
maybe it's cause i fuck so good
cause I'm young dumb misunderstood
but i fuck so good
i mean it really i fuck so good
and i say i fuck so good
but I'm young dumb misunderstood

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Bleed on
Rock pop we got hardcore we got way more
Lead street we got big beat we got elite we got style
The wildest for miles around
And we know where your sound can be found
Bleed on we came to lead the way
Bleed on we came to seize the day
Bleed on we came to be the shit
And every fucking track is like a mother fucking hit
Roll deep we got bring heat we got technique
Hip-Hop we got blood clot we got great Scott we got style
The childish defiling the mild and we know that it's making you smile