Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
Blood Hound Gang
.... 'So why's everybody always pickin on me? Cause you run like a girl and you sit down to pee. Why's everybody always pickin on me? Ain't brushed them teeth since 1983'... These guys are a riot! Punk all the way with some free flow white-boy rap, i like the combo it makes. I still remember the first time i ever heard B.H.G. it shocked the hell outta me because i listened to punk at the time and they were not like any punk band i've ever heard. The lyrics they come up with are too funny, check it out... "Hey maybe i should check and see if this is where i wanna be, hey lupus, is she cute? Yeah, for a pigme... Oh what do you know? You're probably going home alone, and it wouldn't be the first time that i gave a dog a bone, plus beauty, its only skin deep, its in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweek..." Genius, pure genius. And they are all about the boobies. Hooray for Boobies! Was their latest album, i think its a mix between their first and second album, which is cool because they know not to mess with a good thing. Jimmy Pop Ali is the front man of the group, doing as much or as little as he can to tick people off the right way. The rest of the group consists of Evil Jared, very cool becasue he's evil. Lüpüs Thünder is the umlaut-using, head-banging, devil-worshipping guitarist for the Bloodhound Gang.heh, heh, i stole that line about lupus from the original webpage, he runs it and describes himself very well... Remember that cute little dred head that played drums for B.H.G.? Well he got replaced! After winning "The Hot Dog Eating Contest", "The Magnum P.I. Trivia Challenge" and "The-One-Hundred-Push-Ups-In-One-Hundred-Seconds-Competition", Willie The New Guy filled the void that was left by a community-college-bound Spanky G as drummer for the Bloodhound Gang. But since he is the new guy, nobody really cares about him. Then ther's D.J. Q-Ball, he mixes up the sound nicely. Now if you'd like to know the meanings behind those hilarious tunes, i'd say you're pretty demanding buddy, you gotta lot of nerve... but i'll do it anyways...
"I Hope You Die"
Whether they admit it or not, everyone has hoped someone they hate would die. You can imagine my jubilation when that filthy whore Mother Teresa bought the farm. Anyway, our friend Parry from the band Nerfherder sings this song with me.
"The Inevitable Return Of The Great White Dope"
I tried to write a song about how cool I am but I ended up sounding like a seven-year-old in a crash helmet having a temper tantrum through a Mister Microphone. Everyone seems to think it's about the resurgence of cocaine's popularity anyway.
"Mama's Boy"
This is a phone call I recorded between my mother and myself. She threatened to sue me, so I swore on my mother's grave that I wouldn't put it on our record. So if you see her, don't tell her. It might kill her. After listening to it again though, I think she might be on crack.
"Three Point One Four"
After my last girlfriend broke up with me, I thought about what qualities my ideal woman would possess. I concluded that all I truly need is a Dunkin' Donut. Sad but true.
"Mope"
This song is about having nothing to do. Or in this case, nothing to say.
"Yummy Down On This"
Since we had a song about cunnilingus on our last record (Kiss Me Where It Smells Funny), I decided we needed a song about fellatio in our repertoire. There is nothing more frustrating than G-spot spelunking in a roast beef canyon and getting no reciprocation. I might as well make out with a pound of salmon. And I wouldn't have to buy it breakfast.
"The Ballad Of Chasey Lain"
I thought if I wrote a song about my favorite adult film actress, I would get to fuck her. She told me that I'm funny. What am I, in high school?
"R.S.V.P."
Evil Jared Hasselhoff and I wrote a script for Chasey Lain to read as sort of a response to "The Ballad Of Chasey Lain". Her read of the script was so good, I think she's a shoe-in for the lead role of Chicken Little at my little cousin's grammar school.
"Magna Cum Nada"
A song about how much we fuckin' suck.
"The Bad Touch"
A song about how much we want to fuck 'n suck.
"That Cough Came With A Prize"
Also known as filler. I smoke three packs of Reds a day.
"Hell Yeah"
This song is about why I would make a good savior. If Jesus were alive today, he would probably wear Birkenstocks. Would you really trust a Phish fan with your Eternal Happiness? I think not.
"This Is Stupid"
This is stupid.
"A Lap Dance Is So Much Better When The Stripper Is Crying"
My friend bought me a lap dance from a Russian girl at the Crazy Girls strip club in Los Angeles. As she straddled me, I asked her how she was doing. In a thick Russian accent she said, "Not good, it is three years since I go home to Moscow and now my grandmother has passed away." Then she started to cry. As this was happening, she continued to grind her nasty bits against my trouser snake. Can you picture it in your head? Yes? Well, that image sums up my life.
"Along Comes Mary"
Originally recorded for the soundtrack of the movie "Half-Baked", I didn't realize the lyrics where about marijuana. You know grass, reefer, pot, tea, weed, chronic, spliff, bud, dank, roughage, smoke. I thought it was about a girl named Mary. This was the first single in Germany and was nominated for two Viva Music Television awards. The key word is "nominated". Damn that Britney Spears.
I added this picture of JImmy Pop Ali and a midget to keep you guys happy, i know how much you like midgets! I think that anything that has a midget onit is ten times better, therefore this webpage just got ten time cooler, hell yeah!
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