Surely everyone has seen the video by now of Bible Spice chatting about her Thanksgiving day plans while the camera angle picks up a very methodical turkey farmer slitting the throat of a few birds in the background of the the interview.
Gosh, she's dumb.
Anyway, go here if want to watch the video. It's pretty fuckin' gruesome.
It actually put me in mind of the clip I've attached to this post which features the brilliant work of the Knitters with their pal, Dave Alvin from the Blasters. This song could just about turn me into a vegetarian. Here are the lyrics...
Well I woke up this morning lookin' for some kicks
Went out to the barnyard to stomp on some chicks
They call me Wreckin' Ball, 'cause I'm the baddest of them all.
I got a bullet head and one stray eye, my back's been broken twice
Wear overalls and big black boots, my pants is full of lice
They call me Wreckin' Ball, 'cause I'm the baddest of them all.
I'll stomp on an egg, I'll stomp on a duck
Geese or Cornish hens, I don't give a fuck
They call me Wreckin' Ball, 'cause I'm the baddest of them all.
Roosters and Hens and all their feathered friends,
They know it's time to fly when I come stomping by
Cock-a-doodle do I'm gonna put my tread on you.
And that's the call of the Wreckin' Ball.
Went out to the barnyard to stomp on some chicks
They call me Wreckin' Ball, 'cause I'm the baddest of them all.
I got a bullet head and one stray eye, my back's been broken twice
Wear overalls and big black boots, my pants is full of lice
They call me Wreckin' Ball, 'cause I'm the baddest of them all.
I'll stomp on an egg, I'll stomp on a duck
Geese or Cornish hens, I don't give a fuck
They call me Wreckin' Ball, 'cause I'm the baddest of them all.
Roosters and Hens and all their feathered friends,
They know it's time to fly when I come stomping by
Cock-a-doodle do I'm gonna put my tread on you.
And that's the call of the Wreckin' Ball.
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