From the Perfidy Mailbag
Here at Perfidy, we love to hear from our dear readers. Your comments are without exception brilliant, incisive, charming and to the point. For example, this guy, JimmyPeteZappa11@aol.com, writes:
Buckethead you are the shit! You know this already, though. Hallelleezy praise Jeezy for dem Japanese technicians for programming your musical genius. I was at your concert at Martini Ranch in Scottsdale, AZ(where I live) and it was amazing. Mr. Head I must warn you not to exclude Arizona in future tours, or I'll send my own robot army to your residence. They will force you to play a private show for me & my associates. Anyway, I don't expect a response, of course. Keep on kickin' ass! Peace out...
Makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
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Hi, I'm Jimmy Carl Black, I'm
Hi, I'm Jimmy Carl Black, I'm the Indian of the group.
Don't fool yourself girl, it
Don't fool yourself girl, it's winking at you.
It's going right up your
It's going right up your poooo.... (ay yi yi yi)
She's just like a Penguin in
She's just like a Penguin in Bondage, boy
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh . . .
Rennenhenninnahenninnenninahennn
Way over on the wet side
Of the bed
Just like the mighty Penguin
Flappin' her eight ounce wings
Lord, you know it's all over
If she come atcha on the strut & wrap 'em all around yer head
Flappin' her eight ounce wings, flappinumm
She's just like a Penguin in Bondage, boy
HO HO HO! HO HO HO!
Ooh, you missed! Oh sorry!
How 'bout the next contestant?
Shake up the pale-dry
Ginger ale
Tremblin' like a Penguin
When the underpants fail
(Yeah, yeah)
Lord, you must be havin' her jumpin' through a hoopa real fire
With some Kleenex wrapped around a coat-hang wire
Little Penguin,
A dirty little bird!
(What?)
She's just like a Penguin in Bondage, boy
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh . . .
Rennenhenninnahenninneninahenn
Howlin' over to some
Antarcticulated moon
In the frostbite nite
With her flaps gone white
Shriekin' as she spot the hoop across the room
The you-hoo-hoo
(Oh, One-Adam-Twelve, see the hoop)
You know it must be a Penguin bound down
If you hear that terrible screamin' and there ain't no other
Birds around
She's just like a Penguin in Bondage, boy
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh . . .
She's just like a Penguin in Bondage, boy
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh . . .
Rennenhenninnahenninneninahennnn
(HO HO HO, Bill!)
Aw, you must be careful
Not to leave her HO HO HO
TOO LOOSE
(It's a town in France)
'Cause she just might box yer dog
'Cause she just might box yer doggie
An' leave you a dried-up kind of a dog biscuit . . . Wo