Rhythmeen

Solid-silver beat machine Hunkin' down Funkin' up on magazine On rhythmeen in new orleans Drinkin' dixie 45 with hot links In a silver continental Wired as hell and doin' things That's what you get on...

I found it hidin' out in the weeds Definitely feel like a king bee Sweet like jelly, bad like a truck I wanna be humbucking on you Humbucking, part 2 And i got off, down in the bush Definitely...

Everything about her was natural Everything about her was cool But I'm a little partial for beautiful girls Even if they blood runs blue I think I see her I think I want her I think I love her She's...

Yeah I have to go to my parole boy Rememberin' who I am One thing else I don't enjoy is Forgetting her monogram She electrifies my physical mass She really turns me on My mind is gone (Mind is gone)...

Lead vocals sung by Dusty Hill! The lyrics are about Bill Paxton,

Blues-based tune a la John Lee Hooker What a shame, what a shame, what a shame The shape my hair is in It's way too humid, today, my head, it ain't no friend If I was seen out, I'd have me arrested...

There's a rockin' time on the borderline Between sundown and up There's an off-the-wall cantina, man Just waitin' to tear you up The locals know that in you go And out con nalgas fried Night descends,...

He/she wanna be Body and soul just don't agree There's an answer, gotta go for a Tijuana tuck-n-roll He/she just got a zipper job A zipper job It ain't nothin', it ain't no thing It's just changin'...

Well how much blues do you use Before you use it up And how many fools take a chance Before they hit it lucky Tomorrow's wanna be the day It never seem to work that way What's up with that What's up...