The Eagle's Greatest Hits

by The Dagg Nabbit Stubbs

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released 20 May 2011

Record by Jamie Woolford (roomsound.com) at STEM in Paradise Valley, AZ. Some vocals by Jamie Woolford and Brandi Bigley.

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Track Name: Riffosaurus Rock
There was a man who lived in a bus alone
Just him and thoughts and his dog and his meth lab home
a million rusted cars and junked-out rides
it looked like a scene from Maximum Overdrive

Then one day the Devil came in a fevered dream
on Pegasus back like a black light poster scene
he said, “I'm gonna use your idle hands
give you the tools, some lunch, and a simple plan.”

“Here's a wrench made in the fires of hell.
Here's a socket set made from soap in jail.
Here's the ham sandwich of Ted Bundy.
I wantcha to build me...”

“Build me a truck!”
“A truck that eats big trucks!”
“That runs on stem cells and styrofoam,
and crushes road like a four-wheeled Thunderdome.”

“You've got the goods.
Not to mention the free time,
so get to work.
Get to work, motherfucker, yeah!”

“Build me a truck!”
“A truck that eats big trucks!”
“That runs on stem cells and styrofoam,
and crushes road like a four-wheeled Thunderdome.”

(Hemi)
It's got a Hemi!
(Semi)
It gives me a semi!
(Trim-y)
It A-ttracts the trim-y!
Devil Truck gonna romp it's way to you.
There's nothing you can do, no.
Yeah.

You
makes you feel manly.
You
Illusion of safety.

It's gonna tear you upsidedown
It's gonna tear you upsidedown
It's gonna make you see right now
It's gonna rip your ass apart.

Devil Truck: it doesn't suck!
Devil Truck: you motherfuck!
Devil Truck: Chuck Palahniuk!
Devil Truck: Disco Duck!
Devil Truck: Friar Tuck!
Uhhh... Uncle Buck.

Give it a drive.
Yeah, you.
Make you feel manly.
Wasted inside.
Yeah, you.
Make you feel Manly.

(spark plugs.)

Give it a drive.
Yeah, you.
Make you feel manly.
Wasted inside.
Yeah, you.
Make you feel manly.

Whatever happened to you? You used to be cool.
Now you got your balls in a purse.
Sittin' there lookin' sad.
Behind the wheel of your mini-van.
Shit just couldn't get much worse.
Got nothin' left inside.
It's all been dead and dried.
It's crumpled up it goes with the tide.
Got nothin' left to say.
It's all gone anyway.
You might as well just go away.

Yeah! Oooh! Yeah!
Crushing the mountain you drive down!
Yeah! Oooh! Yeah!
Crushing the mountain you drive.
Track Name: Pancake Dinner
Hey now, whatcha say
tonight you know I gotta real hot date
and if it goes well then I won't have to masturbate
Hey now, don'tcha see
I met her on E-Harmony (you know I)
take her down to I-Hop romantically.

Don't you want to buy me a pancake dinner?
This trucker cap reads: “I'm a Sexy Winner.”

Hey now, whatcha say
I'm gonna take you far away
on a bright white steed down to Mantego Bay
Hey now, Don'tcha see
why you gotta act crazy?
It's not everyday I get a steak knife pointed at me

Don't you want to buy me pancake dinner?
Syrup makes me drool like B.F. Skinner. (x2)

Don't you want to buy me a pancake dinner?
Everything about this tie screams, “I'm a sexy winner!”
You know I'll take you far away
On a pancake boat down to Syrup Bay
I'm gonna butter your grits in the most romantic way.

But things got weird tonight
you know you made your point with an old steak knife
now I might have to pee strange for the rest of my life

I was walking just the other day yeah
down a lonesome street.
I was wearing some sadness boots on my
tiny depression feet.
yeah, tiny depression feet.

I was walking just the other day yeah
down a street of gold.
I'd been drinking so I had no pants on
and it was mighty cold.
yeah, oh shrinking-dinky cold.

I was walking just the other day yeah
down a glum avenue.
that was in the old Bummer District
of old Sadskatoon.
yeah, of old sad bastard town.

I was walking just the other day yeah
San Francisco Street.
I was looking for Bilbo Baggins
That bastard stole my ring.
Yeah, That bastard stole my ring.

Yeah little mama gonna take you down
we're gonna ride to Syrup Bay
Gonna ride little ol' pancake boat right down to old Breakfast Lane
yeah, Breakfast Lane!
Track Name: Swamp Gas
I seen a goddamn fire in the sky last night as sure as I'm going blind
A UFO that weren't ball lightning or a simple trick of the mind yeah
of the mind.

I seen a little green man about three feet ten and his English just weren't no good.
He picked me up with a fishin' spotlight but I fought back all I could yeah
All I could.

Oh man now we're trollin' through the universe
(don't, don'tcha get probed)
I'm gonna go head to Mars
(by them space)
Gonna find a three tittied lady
(space babies)
Hanging out at the bar
(don't)
Gonna go down to Mos Eisley
(don'tcha get probed)
Gonna rock with the band
(by them space)
big fat plate of mash potatoes
(space babies)
this means somethin' man.

I seen a lot of unlucky, dumb interstate truckers in a line that were getting' probed.
But I wasn't one of those sad bastards so please can we let it go?
Yeah, let it go.

Oh man now we're trollin' through the universe
(don't, don'tcha get probed)
I'm gonna go head to Mars
(by them space)
Gonna find a three tittied lady
(space babies)
Hanging out at the bar
(don't)
Gonna go down to Mos Eisley
(don'tcha get probed)
Gonna rock with the band
(by them space)
big fat plate of mash potatoes
(space babies)
this really means somethin' man.

Don't you get probed.
By them space babies.
Track Name: Tractor Pull
Getting' crazy at the tractor pull
that's right now
(I wanna see you there, I wanna see you there)
A man feels taller here than Richard Moll from Night Court
(I wanna see you there, I wanna see you there)
Ooooh now I said, I wanna shuck some corn
Ooooh now I said, I wanna shuck some corn

There's nothing sweeter than a tractor pull
that's a fact now
(I wanna take you there, I wanna take you there)
Like chocolate pudding on a G.I. Joe
now I wanna say
(I wanna take you there, I wanna take you there)
Ooooh now I said, I wanna shuck some corn
Ooooh now I said, papa ain't comin' home—no!

Wanna come and see me cause I'm a tractor pullin' and I know you wanna see me there
Wanna come and see me cause I'm a tractor pullin' and I know you wanna take me there
Wanna come and see me cause I'm a tractor pullin' and I know you wanna see me there
Just give me some fuckin' corn!

Yeah!
Wanna come and see me cause I'm a tractor pullin' and I know you wanna see me there
Wanna come and see me cause I'm a tractor pullin' and I know you wanna take me there
Wanna come and see me cause I'm a tractor pullin' and I know you wanna see me there
Just give me some fuckin' corn!

I said, oh yeah I wanna take you down to the tractor pull rodeo.
I said, oh yeah I wanna take you down to the tractor pull rodeo.
I said, oh yeah I wanna take you down to the tractor pull rodeo.
Oh yeah, wanna take you down we're the Dagg Nabbit Stubbs you know!
Track Name: Bitch Street
Baby! Where you been tonight?
I've been lookin' eveywhere for ya
you weren't in the kitchen all night
I thought you might be doin' laundry
but then you cam stumblin' home from Bitch Street

Oooh down on Bitch Street

Baby! Where's my dinner been?
I think it's still in the freezer!
Why don't you pop it in?
The oven ain't the only thing that's gone cold around here
Ever since you've spending your nights on Bitch Street.

Oooh down on Bitch Street

Baby, baby, baby, baby! Who's this 'Martin' guy?
He's keeps callin' here for ya.
Last time he started to cry.
I think we should get our own cell phones
Or better yet, you can use the payphone up on Clark and Bitch Street.

Baby! You smell like ass and whiskey! Again!
You were supposed to just go to the Red Box for a movie, well here's a cardboard box, pack all your dumbass shit and move to goddamned motherfuckin' Bitch Street!

Down On Bitch Street

That's where you're going to
That's where you're gonna move
That's where you'll stay
yeah
Does it look like I'm jokin'?
...like I'm jokin'?

(Goodbye Bitch Street)
You've lost your mind
And I'm doin' time here on Bitch Street, yeah
You've lost your mind
and I'm doin' time here, yeah
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

Get on down to Bitch Street, yeah!
(take me on down)
Get on down to Bitch Street, yeah!
(I wanna go down)
Get on down to Bitch Street, yeah!
(I wanna go down)