Post-ironic Remains a mouth to feed Sell the rights To your blight And you'll eat See the vintage robot wearied Then awakened by revision theories Every famine virtual Retrovertigo The Air-Conditioned Nightmare Inside of me today There is no one Only asteroids and empty space A waste. Bungle released four demo tapes in the mid to late 1980s before being signed to Warner Bros. I wanna lock Betty Crocker in the kitchen And knock her upper during supper Clutter up her butter gutter Said a hostess Ding Dong wrapped an egg roll around my wong While Dolly Madison proceeded to ping my pong Your Milky Way is M'n'M in your britches And I'll tell you, Baby Ruth, it looks mighty delicious Keep blowing my gum, 'cause here I come I'm gonna get you all sticky with the Bubble Yum, yeah Knick knack paddywhack And give your dog a bone, baby Knick knack paddywhack And give your dog a bone, baby I was givin' some head to some French bread Was a four course orgy on the spread of my bed French kissin' French fries in my Froot of the Looms I get deeper penetration with a fork and a spoon I got yogurt meat loaf smeared all over my ass Stick my weenie in two buns and then give it the gas Sour cream from a spleen into Levi jeans I'm gonna bust the seams with the refried beans Ronald McDonald just loves to be fondled With Big Mac he'll fuck it like a Chicken McNugget Colonel Sanders wants to goose Granny's loose caboose Gonna give her a boost with that Kentucky fried juice Sooper doop poop scoop, loop de loop, chicken coop Shoot some hoop, top sirloin from the groin Topped with dick cheese, sneeze, wheeze From the skeez disease, woo Knick knack paddywhack And give your dog a bone, baby Knick knack paddywhack And give your dog a bone, baby Take a dump, baby, squirt some gravy Pour some sugar on me, honey, make it brown and runny Give a little Flavor Flav, back from the grave Gonna burn some toast, pump some humpin' rump roast Knick knack paddywhack, jump in the sack, in fact Jerk the smack and crack Jack from the back Bananarama or ramabanana Fuckin' Barry Manilow on the Copacabana Uh!. Interestingly, the Fantômas album The Director's Cut 2001 felt more like a healthy mix of Disco Volante and California than the thrashing and cut-up theatrics of Fantômas' self-titled debut and thereby left some to wonder about the future of Bungle as its own entity. Bungle was signed to Warner Bros. I only see rainbows Now that the bandages are gone Through my window, there From the skyscrapers Down to the submarines Birds and fairies Sanctuaries Atop the rolling hills of hell These words are sledgehammers Of truth That pound the iron heart Of sin Bloody smiling Vandalizing My wet dream is drying up. Mike Patton landed the lead vocalist slot with Faith No More in 1988 it was in fact a Mr.
To that end, it should be noted that the only thing certain with Patton is, in fact, uncertainty. With each one, their sound became progressively more mutated, until musical boundaries began to melt metal, funk, experimental, jazz, ska, techno, etc. . This is just a preview! Bungle was an American experimental band from Eureka, California. There's just 5 hours left until you find me dead There's just 4 hours left until you find me dead There's just 3 hours left until you find me dead There's just 2 hours left until you find me dead There's 1 more hour and then you will find me dead There's just. The band toured in 2000 to support their last album but in 2004 they disbanded. Goodbye sober day Hello milky way.
Goodbye day Hello way Pin my ear to the post Hang me up and me dry Mend my spirit Lift the veil from my eyes Goodbye day The grew and flew away Ghosts of the past barbarians Of the future And I pity you Because what you said was true Goodbye day Hello way May your sun be out like a May your sea burn like tar May your sky be up like a May your blue moon drip with What they say If you went up in smoke? Gonna pinch a ravioli on the Pillsbury Doughboy Knick knack paddywhack And give your dog a bone, baby Knick knack paddywhack And give your dog a boner, baby We came to potty We came to potty down your throat We came to potty We came to potty down your throat We came to potty We came to potty down your throat We came to potty We came to potty down your throat We came to potty We came to potty down your throat We came to potty We came to potty down your throat. Till I get my beauty sleep? Patton would continue working with his myriad projects without paying much particular attention to Mr. Raindrops Will turn to laughter Forever after In your technicolor heartbeat And they say That it helps you forget everything. Spray-on clothes and diamond jaws Wrinkles smoothed by nanoclaws With my machines I can dispatch you From this world without a trace Our nostalgia ghosts are ready to take your place Content-shifting shopping malls Gasoline trees and walk-through walls None of them knew. Bungle demo that got Patton the job , and instead of breaking up Mr.
A long and extensive world tour followed, with the group widening its fan base. None Of Them Knew They Were Robots16. Augustine's light He's paying the bills and they're doing him proud They can float their burnt offerings on assembler clouds With omega point in the sight The new Franklins fly their kites And the post modern empire is ended tonight From history The flood of counterfeits released The black cloud Reductionism and the beast Automatons gather all the pieces So the world may be increased In simulation jubilation For the deceased. Bungle quickly regrouped in early 1997 to record an album of their eclectic cover songs, which was eventually put on hold before completion as Patton began a tour with Faith No More and as the others returned to their additional projects. Bungle's sound and approach is a unique mix of the experimental, the abstract, and the absurd in other words, the finer things in life.
Now the hourglass is empty The moment of my de-sexing Cut it Cut it Cut this cancer from my soul Now that I've made it. Goodbye sober day Get the embed code Mr. Everyone I Went To High School With Is Dead8. Bungle released four demo tapes in the mid to late 1980s before being signed to Warner Bros. Pin my ear to the wisdom post Hang me up and drain me dry Mend my shipwrecked spirit Lift the veil from my eyes Goodbye sober day The years grew wings and flew away Ghosts of the past become barbarians Of the future. Bungle - Miscellaneous Album Lyrics1.
If I dug you up And made soup of your bones? The band toured in 2000 to support their last album but in 2004 they disbanded. Name Year Popularity 2006 2006 2006 2007 2006 2006 2006 2006 2006 2006 2007 2007 2006 2006 2006 2006 2006 2006 2006 2006 2006 2006 2006 2006 2007 2006 2007 2006 2006 2006 2006 2006 2006 2006 2006 2006 2006 2006 2006 2006 2006 2006 2006 2006 2006 2006 2006 2006 2007 2006 2007 2007 2007 2007 2007 2006 2006 2006 2006 2006 2006 2006. Bungle was an American experimental band from Eureka, California. Goodbye Sober Day Your lips say one thing But the drugs say another How can I massage This inter-galactic ulcer? My Ass Is On Fire15. Get me out of this air-conditioned nightmare Rots your brain just like a catchy tune You will hate life more than life hates you Happiness is your illness in an air-conditioned nightmare. Bungle Miscellaneous California Sweet Charity Save me The heavens have opened The storm is over So let's start the parade.
It took the band four long years to follow up its debut with the superb Disco Volante 1995. Records and releasing three full-length studio albums between 1991 and 1999. It all began in 1985, in a small California town named Eureka. Slit the fabric of the right now Spread your legs and wear the crown Tell me how long, lord, how long? Sweet charity Save me The heavens have opened And I'm alone Sweet charity Save me The heavens have opened I'm coming home Sweet charity Save me The asylums have opened I'm coming home Sweet charity I'm home free. Walkin' on air Up from the wheelchair I'll find the suicide That I deserve Walkin' on sand Forgotten where I am But it's so comfortable Here in the sun. .
The group's first demo, The Raging Wrath of the Easter Bunny, was recorded around this time, and soon others followed: Bowl of Chiley, Goddammit I Love America! Bungle, Patton decided to keep both bands going simultaneously. Bungle's sound and approach is a unique mix of the experimental, the abstract, and the absurd in other words, the finer things in life. None Of Them Knew They Were Robots Mendel's machines replicate in the night In the black iron prison of St. They're shining searchlights in the sky 'Cause there's a new God in the sign It says their map is not their terrier work And then I broke my telescope But that's the nature of the game And you have to play Bring back the pain of a god that's never blue You're in control of the whole damned universe Bring back the shame and the bright lights on a few It keeps me coming back to you The deaths were faked, the laughs were cries But resurrections are doing fine You got me walking into suicide And I'll be there right by your side In reproduction at your merry go bye bye Here to paradise they go Brighter made is their woe As above, so below We reached for an outside point of view But its out of touch with me and you I feel I'm walking into suicide But you'll be right there by my side To beam my message into space as I die. Say cheese, baby We all love you But it's a cheap world and you don't exist. . Records and releasing three full-length studio albums between 1991 and 1999.