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Date of issue: 31.05.1992
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Gasoline Alley
Song language: English
Thanx |
Thanks |
Alright, before we get it started when we did «smoke two joints» |
that was Jack from the Toys And that song «Rivers of Babylon"was written by |
Brent Dowe andTrevor McNaughton. |
Alright now, crutial thanks out to the Happle, |
Nowell, and Wilson families for their patience and support, we love ya’ll. |
To all the players who made this possible thank you very much! |
Yeah and the |
check’s in the mail. |
To Kelly Vargas for steppin' in there and makin' it happen. |
The LBP! |
The world famous Juice Bros. The field marshall Goodman and the man |
called Floyd «I» |
Thanks out to Bad Religion, and the Decsendants. |
George Hurrly, and Mike Watt To |
all those flops but only when they ain’t hangin' out. |
To Toby dog-whe~whew-to |
Louie dog, to Matt dog. |
James Brown, the BSM, to Miles Davis. |
The Canda all night rocker. |
To south side part and Cathrene was up dude? |
And, alright, now best wishes out |
to Eno, and Shelly, and their baby on the way |
Hey up to Jimi Hendrix, to beer, the Sonic Lizard, the Rape man. |
How about Bob Marley, Bob Dobbs, and Bob Forrest. |
To all those punker sluts. |
To Eek-a-Mouse. |
Tom for lettin' us practice and crashin'. |
chilli part all |
night. |
PEN1, Fugazi, Rhino '59, Greek1, The last Puriah’s, and Naomis' hair. |
How about the Butthole Surfers, and Frank Zappa. |
Aunt Bea, Big Drill Car, |
Bert Suzanka, and all the Ziggens' around the world. |
To Jack the third. |
To Julia Parker. |
Hey Jeff the king Where’s my mic stands? |
Martini with his forty ounce in hand. |
To Jai Dods, and his son Christian. |
I gotta say thank you to Scum hard as smoke and cheap as wood. |
To Scumette, |
and the Vandals. |
How about H.R. For 'nuff inspiration, 'nuff respect. |
Hey Nick Tweek, Joanne, |
and Caroline. |
Hey ah, I gotta say w’sup ta fuckin' Snow, And Bam-Bam and all |
the east side stoners. |
ST. |
Tucko, Sean Stern, the Ken G. Easly Project, |
Steve Sepada, and ah, Richard Gecco, and everyone down at Bogarts. |
Thanks a million. |
I gotta say w’sup and thank you to, Dave Shae, and Greg A. |
with out them this wouldn’t be possible. |
Oh yeah, your mom called and said you |
guys should take a nap! |
To Sacramento, BMD, and Danny Lovitz out in Arcada. |
I gotta say thank you to Diet Fade, Imagine yellow Suns. |
Every one out at Band |
is Dead. |
Kevin Swinson, Freesia, Cold Duke Train, and Wister, and ah, how could I not |
thank Mark Mandoo, and the One Live Crew, and all the Lakewood posse. |
Mr.Capoo, and the Antioch posse. |
Especally the Johnson family, w’sup Miss J? |
I gotta say w’sup to Dirty Al, Jennifer Henry, and Kelly too. |
Out In San |
Fransico, Lisa Johnson in Austin. |
Tonto, Jimmy Carl Black, m, ah, |
Marcado Carebea in Austin. |
Thanks alot Lee for gettin' us in out of the heat |
Jimmy’s in New Orleans, the Hard Backin Gainsville Florida. |
Mark Goodnight for |
his psycopath. |
Alright, we stayed at this guy’s house, and, ah, when they had that murders back |
in like, eighty-nine. |
A guy and a girl got hacked up in his pad and we stayed |
there but ah, ya know it was great. |
To Jack Tripper even though he don’t know a |
goddamn thing about Orlando. |
To Ingred in Arcada, Rusty, Bermuda Pete, and Sara, |
Shannon Boil. |
To the Space Fish, sorry guys maybe next time. |
NKOTB in Costa |
Mesa. |
The O.K. |
Hotel in Seattle. |
To Joel for gettin' us that shit at Waves we |
needed that man, thanks bro. |
To Nija Man, Tam, D’Arby Crash, Dee Boone, Alex Neeka come visit goddamn it! |
Grin, Craig Caski, Dave Cornbloom of Beth Larson, to everyone at the church of |
rock and roll. |
We gotta say w’sup to Cory, and her best friend Jorji, the Meat Puppets, |
Tar Babies, Kate 'n Frank out at Zed’s, Scott down at Ten Ton, every one down |
there at Deja, thanks. |
CMJ Enterprises, Molly Cantell, Courtney Beatmon, the Mecca Park and |
Recreations department, fuck twenty nine palms! |
Hey Lisa G. What up punk? |
To Kenny for scarlet inspirations, to Bus Face, the soup like and the manage… |