Слова:
Primus Seas Of Cheese

Felt a pang late one afternoon I was fishin' off Muir beach With Larry LaLonde And I started to chew Grabbed a tuna salad sandwich Pretty soon Ler's

As I stand in the Shower Singing Opera and such Pondering the possibility that I Pull the pud too much There's a scent that fills the air Is it flatus

Jerry was a race car driver And he drove so goddamned fast He never did win no checkered flag But he never did come in last Jerry was a race car driver

[instrumental]

conformity Is nipping at your nose When some trendy new atrocity Has brought you to your knees Come with us we'll sail the Seas of Cheese

My socks and shoes always match, Is it Luck? There's a foot at the end of each of my legs, Is it Luck? Well, I can play my bass for you, Is it Luck?

conformity Is nipping at your nose When some trendy new atrocity Has brought you to your knees Come with us we'll sail the Seas of Cheese

In a town in southernmost Sicily Lived a family too proud to be poor In the year that fever took father away They hastened for American shores Now a

I just can't seem to blend Into society I have no hope for this dim Simplicity of law and order By whose rules I see no rhyme in the reason I hold no