Phileointhropy – 2011

1. Bad Combination
2. Funtasia
3. Mom’s Birthday
4. Richie Kavanagh
5. Radio Active Gravy
6. Through The Roses (It Hurts)
7. The Midnight Phil Eoin Callers Theme Tune

Bad Combination
Electricity and water (now that’s a bad combination)
A prostitute, no condom (now that’s a bad combination)
Pissing with your dick hard (now that’s a bad combination)
Clergymen and children (now that’s a bad combination)

I’m driving down the highway and I’m hitting the road
I’ve got so many feelings that I want you to know
I’m picking up speed my foot is hard on the gas
I’m leaving here baby and I’m leaving here fast

Like a bullet from a gun
My heart is ready to go
You’ve lied to me more times than I’ve played rock and roll shows
I’m done with you baby and i want you to know
Electricity and water, that’s a bad combination

Electricity and water (now that’s a bad combination)
A prostitute, no condom (now that’s a bad combination)
Pissing with your dick hard (now that’s a bad combination)
Clergymen and children (now that’s a bad combination)

I’m smashing up the trailer, things remind me of you
I’m a broken hearted coyboy i don’t know what to do
You’re a bitch, your a lire, bad house keeper too
Electricity and water, that’s a bad combination

Electricity and water (now that’s a bad combination)
A prostitute, no condom (now that’s a bad combination)
Pissing with your dick hard (now that’s a bad combination)
Clergymen and children (now that’s a bad combination)

I’m looking at this photograph, i don’t know why it makes me laugh
It’s me and you together baby, fooling round and acting crazy
You’re a table dancing stripper, I’m a rock and roll star,
When i think of you baby, that’s a good combination

Electricity and guitars (now that’s a good combination)
A prostitute, with big tits (now that’s a good combination)
Pissing when you really need to (now that’s a good combination)
Clergymen in prison (now that’s a good combination)

Funtasia
Stop everybody its time to jam
You know I’m a chilly pepper man
Get off the floor and jump around
You’l all hit the roof when you hear this sound

FUNTASIA! (Repeat Quadrice)

All your rides all under one roof
Strap yourself into the gyro loop
Stop crying and get your self ready
We’re having too much fun in a town called Betty

Mom’s Birthday
Get on the bus, I’m in a rush
It’s my mom’s birthday today
Got to mark her special day
Get her a present, make her feel loved
do not make her feel loved, ok

I’m in a rush to buy a gift for a birthday that’s today
It’s my mom’s birthday today (Repeat Twice)

Just two more stops, I gotta hop
I gotta make these minutes count
I’m guna plough right through these crowds
Get to the shops, seconds are tight
Gota find something just right
My mom deserves the best

I’m in a rush to buy a gift for a birthday that’s today
It’s my mom’s birthday today (Repeat Twice)

Made it to dinner
Just in time
Pulled off the perfect crime
My mom is looking fine
She looks so good, wearing that dress
Mom im so impressed, ok

I’m in a rush to buy a gift for a birthday that’s today
It’s my mom’s birthday today (Repeat Twice)

The presents are out, I can see by her face
This gift has made her day, and now im feeling really great
It’s a gift voucher
A one for all, its as good as cash, ok
I got it in the post office today

It’s the best i could do , with the time that i had
It really beats that gift from dad, man,
What the fuck was he thinking
I love my mom, I think shes great
I just want to wish a happy birthday, ok

Richie Kavanagh
Late Night, hot night, I’m in bed all alone
So i wake up, I put on my make up
And i call you on the telephone
You know its been hard for me
No sex, no sex
And now i want to have sex with you

Don’t be shy guy
I’m not guna bite…
But maybe… if you want me to

Richie Kavanagh you’re looking so hot but I can handle that
I love your dungarees and hat, yea
Richie Kavanagh, a hunk of burning love, I’m all over that,
I love your dungarees and hat yea

Fantacising, its just you and me Richie
You’re so mesmorising, I just wanna get freaky
So sexual yea, you got me feeling itchy
Come on baby, I gota get some Richie

You know it’s been so hard for me Richie
I just want you, to “Aon Focail Dá’ me too
What’s that song about you’re mobile phone?
I ain’t got one, so lets spend some time alone

Richie Kavanagh you’re looking so hot but I can handle that
I love your dungarees and hat, yea
Richie Kavanagh, a hunk of burning love, I’m all over that,
I love your dungarees and hat yea

Richie, Richie Kavanagh, I love you so,
Don’t ever let go, Richie Ahhhhh….

Radio Active Gravy
Just skipping around this town, With fish bowl full of turtles
Man this is a slippy street, I gotta watch my feet
And keep these turtles from leaving me
But down the drain they fell, protected by their shell
These turtles are leaving me

Oh where have you gone my turtles?
We had some fun, my turtles (Repeat Twice)

Man these are some crazy times, There’s ninjas causing crimes
And mutants are running free
In the streets i look, Putting posters up
My turtles, have you seen?

I’m crying like a baby, This town is fucking crazy
Man you done fucked up now!
I’m screaming like a lady, radio active gravy
Man you done fucked up now!

Oh where have you gone my turtles?
We had some fun, my turtles (Repeat Twice)
Oh where have you gone my turtles?
We had some fun, my turtles (Repeat Twice & Increase That Key!)

Through The Roses
Take me by the hand, And walk me through the roses
Want you to understand, i loved you in the roses
Take me by the balls, I want you to know this
When you took me by the hand, You walked me through the roses

You’ve supplied me with your reverence, And tortured me with malevolence
With a bitter taste still in my mouth, Your toxic love has worn me out

I’m screaming from the chapel gates, Alone this alter I stand
With a look of grief upon my face, Wont you take me by the hand

Oh Lord, So alone
When are you coming home
(Repeat 8 Times With Your Mates In A Chorus)

The Midnight Phil Eoin Callers Theme Tune
The clock strikes midnight, You’re all alone
The phone keeps ringing, It’s Phil and Eoin
Your lips get dry, And your tongue gets wet
Are you ready, To go to bed,
NO!!!!!

It’s the midnight night phone call (Repeat Thrice)
Its The Midnight Phil Eoin Callers (Repeat Twice)