Posted by: WebHobbit | May 3, 2008

PUSA – these are the good times people

PUSA

Who says there ain’t any great new Rock & Roll being made today? What? YOU say that??? Well obviously you haven’t heard the President’s new CD these are the good times people. It’s more wacky yet stripped down guitar/bass/drums Rock & Roll. Well…except for one track where they go a little Swing on us. That one is cool too. It just breaks a little from their “normal” garage band sound.

My favorite from the CD is called “Bad Times”. Here are the lyrics:

You never had rabies, you never gained weight
You never drank poison, you watched what you ate
You never came home with a terrible scar
You never so much as put a scratch on my car

You never got measles, you never got gout
You never got dizzy, and you never fell out
You never suggested we’d all played charades
You never picked up any live hand grenades

Chorus:
You twisted your ankle so I carried you
You got a divorce so I married you
You fell off a cliff so I buried you
I wish there were more bad times to see you through
I wish there were more bad times

I wish there were more bad times
I wish there were more bad times
I wish there were more bad times
I wish there were more bad times
I wish there were more…

You never lost contact, you never leaved Doyle
You never drank cleanser and you never ate foil
You never got hurt by sticks and stones
You never choked on any big chicken bones

You never got mulled by a mad baboon
You never lost all the air in your balloon
You never got poked in the eye with a spork
You never got sick from all that leftover pork

Chorus:
You twisted your ankle so I carried you
You got a divorce so I married you
You fell of a cliff so I buried you
I wish there were more bad times to see you through
I wish there were more bad times

So many things did go wrong, but the list is not long enough,
not enough bad things to fill up this song

I wish there were more bad times
I wish there were more bad times
I wish there were more bad times
I wish there were more bad times

I’d rather gather your balls, then mop up this mess,
to scrub us all spotless and wreck our success
I was holding your hand when it fell on the floor
When you left you broke the knob on the door

I wish there was more…

🙂 Love it.

Linkage:

http://www.presidentsrock.com/

http://www.pusa2008.org/

Here is the video for Mixed Up SOB:

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Responses

  1. There you go, stealing my ideas again…

    Just kidding! That is absolutely the best song on that CD.

    Like


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