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They Can’t All Be Zingers
01. To Defy the Laws of Tradition
02. John the Fisherman
03. Too Many Puppies
04. Jerry Was a Race Car Driver
05. Those Damned Blue‐Collar Tweekers
06. Tommy the Cat
07. My Name Is Mud
08. Mr. Krinkle
09. DMV
10. Over the Electric Grapevine
11. Wynona’s Big Brown Beaver
12. Southbound Pachyderm
13. Over the Falls
14. Shake Hands With Beef (extended version)
15. Coattails of a Dead Man
16. Mary the Ice Cube
I've been to Hell, I spell it, I spell it "D-M-V"
Anyone that's been there knows precisely what I mean
Stood there and I've waited, and choked back the urge to scream
And if I had my druthers, I'd screw a chimpanzee

Call it pointless

When I need relief, I spell it "T-H-C"
Perhaps you may know vaguely what I mean
I sit back and smoke away huge chunks of memory
As I slowly inflict upon myself a full lobotomy

Call it pointless
Pointless

Barbecues, tea kettles, gobs of axle grease
There comes a time for every man to sail the seas of cheese
Now, life's a bowl of bagel dogs, but there are unpleasantries
Cold toilet seats, dentist chairs, and trips to DMV

Call it pointless
Pointless

I've been to Hell, I spell it, I spell it "D-M-V"
Anyone that's been there knows precisely what I mean
I've stood in line and waited near an hour and fifteen
And if I had my druthers, I'd screw that chimpanzee

Call it pointless
Pointless
Pointless