The Black Album

by Buttafüko

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released February 9, 2010

Buttafüko:
Hodgy - guitar, keys, synth, kazoo, vocals
Jeff G. - drums, percussion, vocals
Josh Blondo - bass

Engineered, recorded, and mixed by Hodgy at the Buttafü-pad, Lynnwood, WA
Mastered by Steve McIntosh @ Hog House Productions, Iowa City, IA

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Track Name: The Revenge of the Illegitimate Buttafüko Child
I had my turn, 23, fuck it- I turned my head and I went to bed
The tell-tale condom never lies, I didn't let it get to my head
Lost rings and dugouts, it's better when it's done like a dog
It was a fuck, but there was a fuck-up, so I just sat back and watched, oh yeah
There would be no denying with it's first breath and it's first wretched scream
That it was a bastard Buttafüko culled from potent Buttafü-seed
What would the stalker say- Crazy enough to claim the child for his own
But who knows when last he'd been there- No, the gunman was alone
The months passed, we swallowed hard, we couldn't run enough, fast, or far
The three of us can't atone for our sins
So Jeremy, grab our shit, Jeff'll bring 'round the car
We all just turned our backs, oh yeah
But there it is comin' at us again
Just like out of a horror film- the Buttafüko child seeks it's revenge
There would be no denying with it's first breath and it's first wretched scream
That it was a bastard Buttafüko culled from Buttafü-seed
We all just turned our backs, oh yeah
But there it is comin' at us again
Just like out of a horror film- the Buttafüko child seeks it's revenge
You shit 'cause there's a tap on your shoulder
You turn around, it's comin' at you again
It's time that the Illegitimate-a Buttafüko child has it's revenge
Yeah, it's time that the Illegitimate-a Buttafüko child has it's revenge
Track Name: It's Buttafüko Time
Shit hit the fan back in '93- it was Jesus, Some stupidfuck and Me
Bill handed over his pants, gave us the chance to prove what we could be
Tick, tick we were Sick- we were the shit, but we were doomed just the same
Pantless Bill forever this time, Two years we would have to wait
And our future, it looked so bright (so bright!)
So we started drinking every night
It's Buttafü-time! It's Buttafü-time! It's Buttafü-time! It's Buttafü-time!
It's Buttafü-time! It's Buttafü-time! It's Buttafü-time! It's Buttafüko Time!
Now the wait is over, fudge pack, we got a new plan of attack
We pissed in the face of bliss, took a lot of shit, but now we're givin' it back
Ride with us, get on the bus- this is a trip you don't wanna miss
We're ready for the cash, the game, the sluts, the fame, the booze and all that shit
And our future, it looks so bright (so bright!)- And we're still drinking every night
It's Buttafü-time! It's Buttafü-time! It's Buttafü-time! It's Buttafü-time!
It's Buttafü-time! It's Buttafü-time! It's Buttafü-time! It's Buttafüko Time!
Track Name: Bitch Ass Monkey
Well I fucked some fat bitches and I touched a log (B.A.M.)
'Cause I'm sick goddammit, goddammit I'm a damn sick dog (B.A.M.)
Then I cussed out a fag in the grocery store (B.A.M.)
Then I fell on the bong and I broke the MOTHA FACKAAAA!!!(B.A.M., B.A.M.)
I'm always fuckin' drunk, sometimes I puke all over the place (B.A.M.)
And I act like a clown, once I straight booted Chuck in the face (B.A.M.)
I ate mold, worm, a hell-pepper, oooo-weee that last one sucked (B.A.M.)
And then I had to go to bed, but man I made eight bucks! (B.A.M., B.A.M.)
'Cause I'm a Bitch Ass Monkey and I talk alotta shit but I don't know dick about nothin' 'bout shit about nothin'.
Compulsive, impulsive, repulsive, goddamn I'm a little nut! (B.A.M.)
Oh, am I talkin' too much? Well no fuckin' shit ya dumb cunt (B.A.M.)
If you tell me twice I already heard ya once, bitch-face! (B.A.M.)
I talk so much shit I can't even believe a word I say (B.A.M., B.A.M.)
'Cause I'm a Bitch Ass Monkey and I talk alotta shit but I don't know dick about nothin' 'bout shit about nothin'.
'Cause I'm a Bitch Ass Monkey and I talk alotta shit but I don't know dick about nothin' 'bout shit about nothin'.
(big wah induced lame ass solo, with extentions)
THE CHINESE THINK I'M GAY!
And Jeff said "Hodgy, you haven't changed."
Then I Bitch-slapped Jeff with his own shoe
And then we got nutty...with a piece of ....fruit
'Cause I'm a Bitch Ass Monkey and I talk alotta shit but I don't know dick about nothin' 'bout shit about nothin'!!
Track Name: Fishtable
[instrumental]
Track Name: Rim-Job at the Ross-O-Rama
This is weird.
This feels good.
This is cool.
This is weird.
Track Name: Absence
Woke up this morning, thanked Jesus that you weren't there
And I started thinking 'bout the nasty shit that I did to you last night
I never mean to hurt you with the stuff I say and do
Maybe it's too late, but I'm not feelin' the same without you
I won't let you leave without a fight- no I won't let go
'Cause Absence makes a heart grow fonder-uh! Please come back to me
Absence makes a heart grow fonder-uh! I'll show ya how love can be
I can't stand to see the tears in your eyes
It tears me up inside when I see you cryin'
You don't have to leave I wish that you would stay
'Cause without your love I might just fade away
I can't just turn around and pretend it never happened- you can't do this to me
'Cause Absence makes a heart grow fonder-uh! Don't you turn and walk away
Absence makes a heart grow fonder-uh! And I need you, I need you to, I need you to stay
(wank-off session)
Some say love is just a game- you play for keeps- but if I lose this time
I fall apart without you by my side, so if you come back
I'll put away my foolish pride
Absence makes a heart grow fonder-uh! Don't turn and walk away
Absence makes a heart grow fonder-uh! I need you to, I need you to stay
Don't you turn and walk away- 'cause I need you, I need you to stay- Ah.
Track Name: I Don't Like You
The only conclusion I can come to is that you're the one to blame
I mean, it's really not my fault that you're so fucking lame
Now I don't like you, not at all
I don't like you, no way- I don't like you, go away
'Cause you suck, eat fuck, you piss me off, you suck, eat fuck, you make me angry
I Don't like you
Track Name: Westie From the Eastie
My name is Eric West, some call me Westie
Some call me Westicle and sometimes I get testy
I get too stoned to keep a job, I guess no job will keep me
And ya know I just can't find me a girl
But there's always someone to beat me
'Cause I'm Westie from the Eastie and I need to get stoned or Whatever
Hey Bill I got the munchies- let's run for the Border
A six-pack of tacos and a large Mountain Dew, I think that's what I'll order
I can't believe all the beer you guys drink, it's left me feeling queasy
No cash no dope I'm sick for home
So I'll hop a bus back Eastie
'Cause I'm Westie from the Eastie and I need to get stoned or whatever
(guitar solo, drum solo, bass solo, chorus, poop)
Track Name: Buku Buttafüko
Jeremy: One good thing about being an old man is your balls get really long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long.
Willie: Ohhhohhh-Heyyahhhhayyyyyyyyyahhhhhhoohhhh…
Hodgy: Hey!
Jeff: Hey- Hey- Everybody-
Willie: Ahhahahayieeeeahhhaahh!!!
Jeff: On the count of three, let’s get a big Buttafüko. One, Two, Three:
Everybody: BUTTAFÜKO!!!
Jeff: Hey! Buku…
Hodgy: Fuck you…BUKU…
Jeff: Wait, wait.
Hodgy: Hey- hey, Buku…Fuck
Jeff & Hodgy: You…
Jeff: What’d you think of the gig tonight?
Hodgy: I think Buku Fuck You kicked- wait- Buttafüku-
Jeff: Buttafüko kicked ass.
Hodgy: Buttafüko kicked ass.
Jeff: Essa… We’re gonna be rockin’ your town soon!
Hodgy: We rocked the world, man.
Jeremy: We’ll rock your pants off.
Hodgy: Why aren’t we signed already?
Jeff: Green Jello’s signed, why can’t we get signed?
Jeremy: Hahahaha, he DID taste it! Hahahaha, he DID taste it! Hahahaha, he DID taste it! Hahahaha, he DID taste it!
Jeff: I’m out of control, yet in Chaotic Control, out of control…
Jeremy: Hang on, ya Prick!!
Jeff: …simply out of control, out of control, I’m in Chaotic Control.
Somebody: Hey-
Jeff: BUTTAFÜKO! BUTTAFÜKO! BUTTAFÜKO! BUTTAFÜKO! BUTTAFÜKO! BUTTAFÜKO! BUTTAFÜKO!
Jeremy: One good thing about being an old man is your balls get really long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long.
Willie: Ohhhohhh-Heyyahhhhayyyyyyyyyahhhhhhoohhhh…
Hodgy: Hey!
Jeff: Buttafüko- Hey!
Jeremy: Hey!
Willie: Buttafüko...
Jeff: BUTTAFÜKO!
Willie: ... Is the domain of the wiz, which is extinct.
Bill: Good, man!
Some girl: Hey-
Hodgy: Hey, man, you guys kicked ass.
Jeremy: Thanks, man. I know.
Hodgy: Christ, I thought Willie went to bed, bed, bed, bed, bed, bed.
Track Name: Buttafüko Family Assault
It's a mighty, brutal, aural assault here- we're fucking stupid and we're drinking beer
Three brothers strong, three brothers Bilt- John Thomas, Rod, and Dan-o- FULL TILT!
High fashion, Buttafü-coats and Rock- I think your mama wants to clean my clock
Worship us, get down on your knees, and say "I love you Buttafüko, you should be on TV!"
We can't be stopped, we cannot fall
Until we're signin' our shit at the mall
And our picture's on your bedroom wall-It's the Buttafüko Family Assault.
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Buttafüko! Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Oh, crap.
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Buttafüko! Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.
I just called Jeff's mom a cunt- now it's time to make a beer run
You think we're just dumb-ass fucks, but wait'll this shit makes us a zillion bucks
It's a mighty, brutal, aural assault here- we're fucking drunk, we're spilling beer
It's an ass kicking metal machine- we're Buttafüko if you know what I mean!
We can't be stopped we cannot fall
'Til we're pickin' up chicks at the mall
And our own show is on VH1- It's the Buttafüko Family Assault.
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Buttafüko! Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Oh, shit.
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Buttafüko! Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.
(big dumb guitar wank-o-rama that rips off Pantera for a second)
Lemme tell ya 'bout Drinking, Stinking, Passed out on the floor
'Ho's, some Mo'- Get your ass to the store
Fun, Beer Run- the truck's broke, so work that thumb
Uncool, we're Fools- but wait'll this is the shit!
Track Name: Do What I Can
Out on the dock, thinking of you, the love we had you said would never die
Something happened to make you change your mind
Another time, another place, and all I see is your face
So what happened to make you leave, Baby why did you have to go?
I Do What I Can to try to forget about what we once had
I can't get it off my mind- why is it so hard, so hard to say goodbye?
Rainy day, watchin' the sunrise, Whatever the hell that's supposed to mean
These times will always be there for eternity
I understand that you must go, and all I got to show for it is a
Broken Heart that calls out your name, so baby why'd you go?
Well I Do What I Can to try to forget about what we once had
I can't get it off my mind- why is it so hard, so hard to say goodbye? Woo Hoooo!
(solo, chorus, rant)
Track Name: Why.
So beautiful standing there in the snow
Those huge white flakes coming down, down, down, Down, DOWN
Me barefoot holding you in the cold while we were blanketed by the storm
You always kept me so warm inside, there was nothing I could ever hide
So I want to tell you why I never wanna say goodbye
I gots to tell you why I never wanna say goodbye
All the reasons why I never wanna say goodbye
I knew it from the first time I saw you
And I could see it from the first time I felt you
And I could feel it every time that I touched you- All the reasons, all the reasons I still, I still I still
I coulda wrote a hundred songs, tellin' you how I feel
'Cause you're the only thing I ever put everything into
So I want to tell you why I never wanna say goodbye
I gots to tell you why I never wanna say goodbye
All the reasons why I never wanna say goodbye
But of course the snow melted and everything turned to MUD
We didn't even have a year and you were gone, gone, gone, GONE, GONE
So I want to tell you why I never wanna say goodbye
I gots to tell you why I never wanna say goodbye
All the reasons why I never wanna say goodbye
Say goodbye, say goodbye, say goodbye
Track Name: Jolene
Well you can call me a cretin or call me a jerk
Or call me a Bitch Ass Monkey, or call me on the phone
Well I don't mind, as long as you notice me
Well you can slap me around, or spit on my shoes
Or spit in my face, or swap spit with me
Ya know I don't mind, as long as you notice me
I'm not content to watch you from afar
You don't know how that tears me all apart
But I know that you know that I exist (utter bliss)
Please tell me that there's more to it than that
Jolene! I couldn’t believe it when I saw that face
Jolene! Made my head spin ‘round and put me in a neck brace
Jolene! I couldn’t believe it when I saw that bod
Jolene! Made my jaw drop, it took a crane to pick it off the floor
Well you can keep me at a distance, or keep me on hold
Or keep me guessing, or keep me, I'm yours
'Cause I don't mind, as long as you notice me
I'm not content to watch you from afar
You don't know how that tears me all apart
But I know that you know that I exist (utter bliss)
Please tell me that there's more to it than that
Jolene! I couldn’t believe it when I saw those eyes
Jolene! Those lips, those thighs, If I could lay in those arms I’d die
Jolene! Finally thought of somethin’ to say
Jolene! But my heart stopped beatin’ when I saw you look my way
Track Name: She Rocks!
Little Rock Queen, First time I saw ya you were just sixteen
But you were cool- I had to call in sick for work so I could drop you off at school
Now you're all grown, homewreckin' rock star
Cruisin' on your Harley or in your muscle car
Right into the Danger Zone
Plug in that guitar, Crank it up some more
She Rocks, She Rocks- In her studded belt and her Santa socks
She Rocks- Got the moves, take her to the top oh yeah
She Rocks, She Rocks- So damn hard nearly drive you insane, 'cause
She Rocks- she got the Rock runnin' through her veins
Fallin' down laughin'- In White Center with our matching fringe leather
Was it wine? Was it Jager? I don't remember the case
Lightning strap, finger tap, kissy face, Rock this place
She Rocks, She Rocks- In her studded belt and her Santa socks
She Rocks- Got the moves, take her to the top oh yeah
She Rocks, She Rocks- So damn hard nearly drive you insane, 'cause
She Rocks- she got the Rock runnin' through her veins
(wankery)
This song Rocks! So fuckin' hard, take us to the top
'Cause We Rock! I think your mama wants to clean my clock
This song Rocks! Just ask Ronnie James, 'cause he knows
That We Rock! Cocksuckin' Motherfuckin' Buttafüko!!
Fiyahhhhh!!!
Track Name: Buttafüko Theme Song
Street hustler comes up to me one day and I'm walkin' down the street mindin' my own bidness
Now he looks me up and he looks me down and says
"Hey, man! Now what be this, and what be that,And why you gotsta look like that?"
Well, I just looked at him and kinda laughed and said "I am cool... I'm in Buttafüko!" So
BUKU FUCK YOU, BUKU FUCK YOU, BUKU FUCK YOU BUKU FUCK YOU
BUKUFUCKYOUBUKUFUCKYOUBUKUFUCKYOUBUKUFUCKYOU
'Cause We're Buttafüko! (BUTTAFÜKO!!) We're Buttafüko! (BUTTAFÜKO, BUTTAFÜKO!!)
We're Buttafüko! (BUTTAFÜKO!!) We're Buttafüko! (BUTTAFÜKO, BUTTAFÜKO!!)
Now we ain't always winners, but this is the life that we choose
And we won't change, or rearrange, and we ain't ever, ever gonna LOSE!
It ain't always easy, when the goin' gets rough
But now we're gettin' even, we're gonna show ya our stuff, Lemme tell ya 'bout...
(bridge, chorus, solo, chorus, etc., etc.)
Track Name: I Love You So Fucking Much I Could Shit
When I saw you standin' there in my underwear- they don't look that good on me
When I saw you at the bar last night, how was I to know it'd be lust at first sight?
And every time I call you after 3 you don't get uptight- and that's all right
I Love You So Fucking Much I could Shit
Well you tongue my rim even when I ain't warshed in days and ya never complain
And every time you come over to my house, you always bring something I can stuff in my mouth
And you got a car, and cable-YEAH!
I Love You So Fucking Much I could Shit
(melodramatic rant, chorus, etc.)
Track Name: Shit 4 Brain
[instrumental]
Track Name: Jack Hammer
The man’s calling collect from the will
He accepts charges for you
And when you see him, everything will change
He’s gonna rape this day

You call him a beast, he calls you a child
Raised by wolves, caught in the wild
Now he’s coming for you, there’s nothing you can do
And when you see him you’ll say “Oh Fuck, it’s
Jack Hammer
Jack Hammer, Jack Hammer


And when he comes on down that long and winding road
He travels it for you
And when he sees them, there is no escape
He’s gonna rape their face
Chorus
Sola
Sing-along
Accept Rip-off
Green-Manalishi Rip-off
Pantera Rip-off
Track Name: Trucker Note Part 1 (Nebraskaushwitz)
Thousands of square miles of nothingness (dead air, dead air, dead air)
Just give me a War Axe to my brain (dead air, dead air, dead air)
Please end my suffering on this cross-state trek of pain
I-80 is the artery (Ogallalla, Lincoln, Omaha)
Nebraska's life and blood are the wasted zombies
Blank-faced travelers behind dirty windshields, like me
Unseeing as the truckers blow past those who bleed
Please god, get me through this I pray
What did I do to deserve this hell anyway?
Just an innocent mistake, a very wrong turn
And for that do I deserve in this hell to burn?
They love this road, the truckers are the kings of it
They ride tall through this wasteland Nebraskaushwitz
Cruising in this waste of space, but they jam "Further Down the Road"
Please goddammit, get me through this I pray
What did I do to deserve this hell anyway?
Just an innocent mistake, a very wrong turn
And for that do I deserve in this hell to burn?
It's easier at night, searching the dead air for a sign of life