"Prelude To A Crawl"
m. Les Claypool, Larry Lalonde, Jay Lane
Green Naugahyde (2011)


Instrumental

"Hennepin Crawler"
m. Les Claypool, Larry Lalonde, Jay Lane
l. Les Claypool

Green Naugahyde (2011)


Well you can ride the hennenpin crawler for a dollar, peddle it around the world
You can ride the hennepin crawler for a dollar, impress them steam punk girls
If you ride the hennepin crawler for a dollar, you'll feel that burn in your thigh
Cause when you ride the hennepin crawler for a dollar, you get to touch that pie in the sky
He'll show his crusty old pickle for a nickel, must say I'd rather not
He tried to show a girl off of florence street, he's damn lucky he didn't get caught
Fell asleep on night with a lit cigarette as he tried to drink away his pain
When a fireman doused his burnt out shack, all they found was a greasy stain
Go go go go go go go go go
Now you can ride the hennepin crawler for a dollar and peddle your cares away
You ride the hennepin crawler for a dollar, you best be prepared to pay
Cause when you ride the hennepin crawler for a dollar, there's no friends or cuttin' deals
You can ride the hennepin crawler for a dollar, sweat's gonna grease them wheels
Go go go go go go go go go go go go go go go
He tried to buy a lotta ore for a quarter, way back in the olden days
He sold his soul for a donut hole, he could muster the nerve to ask for a raise
She sold sea shells and other things, down by the old sea shore
When she sold her song to a beer commercial, she looked like a filthy whore, haha
Go go go go go go go
Now you can ride the hennepin crawler for a dollar, peddle it around the world
You can ride the hennepin crawler for a dollar, impress them steam punk girls
You can ride the hennepin crawler for a dollar, you feel that burn in your thigh
Cause when you ride the hennepin crawler for a dollar, you get to bite that pie in the sky
You get to bite that pie in the sky, you get to bite that pie in the sky
You get to bite that pie in the sky, you get to bite that pie in the sky
Go go go go go go go go
Hennepin, hennepin crawler, hennepin, hennepin crawler, hennepin, hennepin crawler
You can ride the hennepin crawler for a dollar


"Last Salmon Man (Fisherman's Chronicles, Part IV)"
m. Les Claypool, Larry Lalonde, Jay Lane
l. Les Claypool

Green Naugahyde (2011)


The river water diverts to other places to nurture central valley seeds
The northern waters that sloshes desert fairways, fulfill So-Cal golfers needs
The mighty Chinook that used to run the rivers to the grounds where they would spawn
Thin in numbers as the tributaries wane, pretty soon they'll all be gone
Jimmy Mac runs the trawler of his father, who got it passed down from his Pa
Three closed seasons and a banknote on his shoulder, now Jimmy's hidin' from the law
Jimmy watched, as the bulk of the fleet, sold their boats and moved away
But after the stroke, he promised to his father, he'd do his best to stay in Bodega Bay
He remembered the days when his father used to show him how to set the tend all the gear
With his hand upon his shoulder, he looked out at the water, said, "Son it is my fear, that you'll be the Last Salmon Man."
You're the Last Salmon Man, you're the Last Salmon Man, you're the Last Salmon Man, from the MacGonagle clan
2010, they re-opened North Cal. waters to the salmon chasing slew
Four straight days Jimmy trolled the jagged coastline, but the fish were far and few
Jimmy watched as the bulk of the fleet packed their boats and moved away
But on his death bed, he promised to his father, he'd do his best to stay in Bodega Bay
Bodega Bay, Bodega Bay, Bodega Bay, Bodega Bay, Bodega Bay
He remembered the days when his father used to show him how to set the tend all the gear
With his hand upon his shoulder, he looked out at the water, said, "Son it is my fear, that you'll be the Last Salmon Man."
Last Salmon Man, he's the Last Salmon Man, he's the Last Salmon Man
He's the Last Salmon Man from the MacGonagle clan


"Eternal Consumption Engine"
m. Les Claypool, Larry Lalonde, Jay Lane
l. Les Claypool

Green Naugahyde (2011)


Ohh I like it, Ohh man I like it

I like it, I think I'm gonna like it, I like it, I think I'm gonna like it
I like it, I really really like it, I think I'm gonna buy cause I really really like it
Sell me something, sell me something
Ohh I like it, I really really like it, I like it, I really really like it
I like it, I think I'm gonna buy it, I think I'm gonna buy cause I really really like it
Eternal Consumption Engine, here in the USA
Eternal Consumption Engine, sure do like to spend our pay
Eternal Consumption Engine, more I make the more I'll buy
Eternal Consumption Engine, slingin' out the slices of American Pie
Eternal Consumption Engine, every time I get a little bit bored
Eternal Consumption Engine, head to the Wally-Mart store
Eternal Consumption Engine, livin' high on the greasy hog
Eternal Consumption Engine, as long as they don't deport my job
Eternal Consumption Engine, cause everything is made in China
Eternal Consumption Engine, everything nowadays is made in China
Eternal Consumption Engine, Eternal Consumption Engine
Eternal Consumption Engine, Eternal Consumption Engine
Eternal Consumption Engine, Eternal Consumption Engine
Eternal Consumption Engine, Eternal Consumption Engine
(Everything's made in China) Eternal Consumption Engine
(Everything's made in China) Eternal Consumption Engine
(Everything's made in China) Eternal Consumption Engine
(Everything's made in China) Eternal Consumption Engine
Everything's made in China, everything's made in China
Everything's made in China, everything nowadays is made in China


"Tragedy's A' Comin'"
m. Les Claypool, Larry Lalonde, Jay Lane
l. Les Claypool

Green Naugahyde (2011)


Tragedy's A' Comin' and I cannot step aside
No I cannot step aside, there's no place to run and hide
Tragedy's A' Comin' and I cannot step aside
No I cannot step aside, damn my bastard pride
From the middle of nowhere he rides it all alone
From the edges of somewhere he's grindin' flesh and bone
From the fringes of darkness he breathes a steady hand
And the tinges of poison come seeping from his glands
Tragedy's A' Comin' and I cannot step aside
No I cannot step aside, there's no place to run and hide
Tragedy's A' Comin' and I cannot step aside
No I cannot step aside, damn my bastard pride
If you ask him nicely, perhaps he'll go away
Just move politely and beg him not to stay
With a mouth full of garbage he spits into your eye
And an ear full of pity he'll teach you how to die
Tragedy's A' Comin' and I cannot step aside
No I cannot step aside, there's no place to run and hide
Tragedy's A' Comin' and I cannot step aside
No I cannot step aside, damn my bastard pride
She stands before us with a Bible in her grasp
When she opens her mouth up you can hear the wretched rasp
Like a bucket of barnacles she's abrasive to the skin
Like the ignorant masses that hope someday she'll win
Tragedy's A' Comin' and I cannot step aside
No I cannot step aside, there's no place to run and hide
Tragedy's A' Comin' and I cannot step aside
No I cannot step aside, damn my bastard pride
Tragedy's poundin' hard against your door
And the cancer's eating at your inner core
And you're feeling helpless, can't control the game
Do you fade away softly or go out in a ball of flames, cause
Tragedy's A' Comin' and I cannot step aside
No I cannot step aside, there's no place to run and hide
Tragedy's A' Comin' and I cannot step aside
No I cannot step aside, damn my bastard pride


"Eyes of The Squirrel"
m. Les Claypool, Larry Lalonde, Jay Lane
l. Les Claypool

Green Naugahyde (2011)


The Eyes of the Squirrel are watching, the Eyes of the Squirrel are watching
The Eyes of the Squirrel are watching Barry swing his bat
Piano playing cats, big mouth drunken whores
The Eyes of the Squirrel are watching drama that's for free
On reality TV, where's that tuna casserole
The Eyes of the Squirrel are watching, the Eyes of the Squirrel are watching
The Eyes of the Squirrel are watching as we change our minds
At least a half a dozen times, I will lead the revolution
The Eyes of the Squirrel are watching the oil's constant flow
Through the Gulf of Mexico, anyone for battered shrimp?
The Eyes of the Squirrel are watching, the Eyes of the Squirrel are watching
The Eyes of the Squirrel are watching some idiot start to fester
Where he shot that child molester, some call him hero, some call him con
The Eyes of the Squirrel are watching another arrogant Ass
Says he's got an N word pass, what the hell's an N word pass
The Eyes of the Squirrel are watching, the Eyes of the Squirrel are watching
The Eyes of the Squirrel are watching Brad and Angeline
Expand their family, who's gonna be the next Octomom
The Eyes of the Squirrel are watching Obama wave his pecker
At the infrastructure wreckers, sayin' what you gonna do about that gun control
The Eyes of the Squirrel are watching, the Eyes of the Squirrel are watching


"Jilly's On Smack"
m. Les Claypool, Larry Lalonde, Jay Lane
l. Les Claypool

Green Naugahyde (2011)


Jilly's on smack, and she won't be comin' back, no she won't be comin' back for the holidays
Jilly's on smack, and she won't be comin' back, no she won't be comin' back for the holidays
Jilly left home, went to pick her own bone, she made her own in the marketplace
Now Jilly's on smack, and she won't be comin' back, no she won't be comin' back for these holidays
Now Jilly's on smack, and she won't be comin' back, no she won't be comin' back for the holidays
Jilly had a smile that spanned over a mile, she left him standing in the aisles of the big parade
Jilly always phoned her mother, emailed daily to her brother, til she took a junkie lover and began to fade
Now Jilly's on smack, and she won't be comin' back, no she won't be comin' back for the holidays
Jilly's on smack and she won't be comin' back, no she won't be comin' back for the holidays
Jilly's on smack and she won't be comin' back, no she won't be comin' back for them holidays


"Lee Van Cleef"
m. Les Claypool, Larry Lalonde, Jay Lane
l. Les Claypool

Green Naugahyde (2011)


Got a classic Red Ryder at Rocky Camp, out in ol' Hat Creek
Lookin' for jaybirds left and right, try and knock 'em up out the tree
Everybody I know's watchin' Clint, they all like watchin' Clint
All the little snypes want to be like Clint, they all want to be like Clint
But I want to be like Lee Van Cleef, ya know I want to be like Lee
What ever happened to Lee Van Cleef? What ever happened to Lee?
A yellow Studebaker with a 302, a seat of green naugahyde
I put a couple of dings in that pickup truck, a few more dents in his pride
At Hilltop Drive-in they're watchin' Clint, they all like watchin' Clint
On the big screen they want to see old Clint, they all want to see old Clint
But I want to see Lee Van Cleef, ya know I like to see old Lee
What ever happened to Lee Van Cleef? What ever happened to Lee?
Now the Studebaker's gone and Lee's passed on, Clint's still as sharp as can be
The Hilltop Drive-in is an auto mall, but no one's built over Lee
We all get a kick out of watchin' Clint, we all get a kick out of Clint
There ain't never been one quite like Clint, there's really only one Clint
But I really did like Lee Van Cleef, I sure did really like Lee
What ever happened to Lee Van Cleef? What ever happened to Lee?
We still get a kick out of watchin' Clint, we all get a kick out of Clint
There ain't never been one quite like Clint, there's really only one Clint
I always did like Lee Van Cleef, always did like Lee
Nobody's steely like Lee Van Cleef, what ever happened to Lee?
What ever happened to Lee Van Cleef? Don't forget about Lee


"Moron TV"
m. Les Claypool, Larry Lalonde, Jay Lane
l. Les Claypool

Green Naugahyde (2011)


Bang-da-Bang-Bang-Bang Bang
She feeds her face with cheddar balls as my brain cells start to pop
She licks her fingers, stares away, her IQ slowly drops
I pry my eyes as best I can from that big electric stain
She feeds her face with cheddar balls and crams more nonsense in her brain
Bang-da-Bang-Bang-Bang Bang
Just when I thought I'd seen it all, they pull a cretin from the shelves
And flash that filth under their nails to make us feel better about ourselves
As they ooze across the screen, like a pustule glutted troll
We fill our coffers full of gold and praise the skill of asshole
Bang-da-Bang-Bang-Bang Bang
More on TV, there's gotta be more on TV
There's gotta be more on TV than just Moron TV
More on TV, there's gotta be more on TV
There's gotta be more on TV than just Moron TV
More on TV, there's gotta be more on TV
There's gotta be more on TV than just Moron TV
Well that one's fit for a sex tape, well that one's fit for a dad
Well that one had more babies than anyone's ever had
That one married a rock star, that made all little girls squeal
And that one want to be president cause she's got more eye appeal
Bang-da-Bang-Bang-Bang Bang
More on TV, there's gotta be more on TV
There's gotta be more on TV than just Moron TV
More on TV, there's gotta be more on TV
There's gotta be more on TV than just
Bang-da-Bang-Bang-Bang Bang
Bang-da-Bang-Bang-Bang Bang
Bang-da-Bang-Bang-Bang Bang


"Green Ranger"
m. Les Claypool, Larry Lalonde, Jay Lane
l. Les Claypool

Green Naugahyde (2011)


I took a ride with the Green Ranger, stepped up and showed me lots of things
He'd liquefy my eye and slice it up like pie, now at night my right ear always rings
I took a ride with the Green Ranger, things were not quite what I had thought
The Nevada city fire turned my nostril hairs to wire, that's the night I nearly lost the plot
It electrifies the night, it magnifies the sight, watch out or you might just lose the plot
Who wants to ride with the Green Ranger?
Who wants to ride with the Green Ranger?
Who wants to ride with the Green Ranger?
Who wants to ride with the Green Ranger?


"HOINFODAMAN"
m. Les Claypool, Larry Lalonde, Jay Lane
l. Les Claypool

Green Naugahyde (2011)


How bout one of them footlong sandwiches, got some tasty cola round here
Wow...look at that Chevy go, she's faster than greased up lightnin'
Soda pops and pimple cream will proudly kick you down the green
Just coat your cred with Vaseline and shove it up your ass
Used to be a pimp, but now I'm HOINFODAMAN, I'm HOINFODAMAN, I'm HOINFODAMAN
I used to be a pimp, but now I'm HOINFODAMAN, I'm Ho'n for the advertising, advertising man
Ohh man that a juicy burger, crispy on them fries please
Used to be a pimp, but now I'm HOINFODAMAN, I'm HOINFODAMAN, I'm HOINFODAMAN
I used to be a pimp, but now I'm HOINFODAMAN, I'm Ho'n for the advertising, advertising man
He used to be a pimp, but now he's HOINFODAMAN, he's HOINFODAMAN, he's HOINFODAMAN
He used to be a pimp, but now he's HOINFODAMAN, he's Ho'n for the advertising, advertising man
Now soda pops and pimple cream will always kick you down the green
But the worst thing about ol' Charlie Sheen is when Haynes, they sold his ass
Used to be a pimp, now I'm HOINFODAMAN, I'm HOINFODAMAN, I'm HOINFODAMAN
Used to be a pimp, but now I'm HOINFODAMAN, I'm Ho'n for the advertising, advertising man
He used to be a pimp, but now he's HOINFODAMAN, he's HOINFODAMAN, he's HOINFODAMAN
He used to be a pimp, but now he's HOINFODAMAN, he's Ho'n for the advertising, advertising man


"Extinction Burst"
m. Les Claypool, Larry Lalonde, Jay Lane
l. Les Claypool

Green Naugahyde (2011)


Today is going to be the greatest day of your life
Today is going to be the greatest day of your life
Today is going to be the greatest day of your life
With a head full of pancakes, a gut full of rot, he shoots from the hip, for one final...
Extinction Burst, Extinction Burst, Extinction Burst, Extinction Burst
He ran like a Bastard and jumped like an ape, he left the crowd cheering, his one final...
Extinction Burst, Extinction Burst, Extinction Burst, Extinction Burst
Extinction Burst, Extinction Burst, Extinction Burst, Extinction Burst
Randy's thrown fastballs like man's never known, Kobayashi ate hotdogs to take the throne
The avocado is shedding it's pit, beef on a pancake, your dream don't mean shit
Extinction Burst, Extinction Burst, Extinction Burst, Extinction Burst
Today is going to be the greatest day of your life
Today is going to be the day you get up on your heels and fight
In the face of all that you disdain you will burn so bright
Extinction Burst


"Salmon Men"
m. Les Claypool, Larry Lalonde, Jay Lane
Green Naugahyde (2011)


Instrumental