Spiked Punch

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Spiked Punch

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Spiked Punch
by Lichen Throat

Halloween night and I’m out with the fellas.
Jimmy said the KitKats smelled like marijuana.
We threw them in the desert, across the street.
No junkie’s going to slip no drugs to me.
Junior high dance at a rented club,
Girls look pretty, and the guys look dumb.
Momma said to watch out for the punchbowl;
One drop of liquor could steal my soul.

Nobody’s going to spike your punch.
Nobody’s giving away free lunch.
Who would pay to get you high?
Nobody hands out his own supply.

A letter to the paper from the local kook,
Giving the town his best rebuke,
Telling us we all need to fear
International communist financiers.
They’ve bought the banks and the government;
No more gold at the U.S. mint.
Spending their money to corrupt the world,
And all the good little boys and girls.

Nobody’s going to spike your punch.
Nobody’s giving away free lunch.
Shut the hell up about Bretton Woods;
The world ain’t run by men in hoods.

You say cultists meet at the abandoned mine,
Blasphemous acts against the divine,
Sacrificing virgins and black cats—
Like they got money to pay for that.

So who holds back the electric car?
Who’s dripping poison in the reservoir?
Who sprays carcinogens in the sky?
It’s got to be Skull and Bones alumni.
Next time you start a moral panic,
Why does everything have to be Satanic?
There ain’t no villain with a black mustache.
You don’t get rich by dropping cash.

Nobody’s going to spike your punch.
Nobody’s giving away free lunch.
Nobody’s influence made you bad,
Except for maybe Mom and Dad.
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Spiked Punch
Pigfarmer jr

I walk in and they tell me
She's not doing so well
They mention the word intubation
They're going to put her through hell

I look at her and it breaks my heart
It's tearing my whole world completely apart
It feels like a spiked punch right to my face

Sometimes it's hard to see her
To see her as she's lying there
With all the tubes and sedation
It's almost too much to bear

I look at her and it breaks my heart
It's tearing my whole world completely apart
It feels like a spiked punch right to my face

The hospital calls two or three times
And I rush straight to her room
They pull me aside to give me the news
They tell me that she'll be gone soon

When I look at her it breaks my heart
It's tearing my whole world completely apart
It feels like a spiked punch right to my face
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Spiked Punch - Brown Word and the Big Whine

Grab yourself a cup
Let me fill you up

Tomorrow you won't remember where you been
Once you take a sip your head gonna spin

Wanna party hard you gotta put it away
Wearing a lampshade at the end of the day
This is spiked punch
Spiked punch
Gonna punch you out now

You lost your wallet and you lost your shoes
Don't really care cuz this is better than booze

Sun goes down and you'll be back again
Once you take a sip your head gonna spin

Wanna party hard you gotta put it away
Wearing a lampshade at the end of the day
This is spiked punch
Spiked punch
Gonna punch you out now

Ohhhh, I don't feel so good
What's in this stuff?
* cough *

Oooo, ahhh, oooo ahhh
I'm seeing stars
Is this lala land?

(La la land)
Here we fuckin' go

Wanna party hard you gotta put it away
Wearing a lampshade at the end of the day
Get your spiked punch, get your spiked punch on
Get your spiked punch on
Gonna punch you out now

Wanna party hard you gotta put it away
Falling down the stairs at the end of the day
This is spiked punch baby, get your spiked punch on
Get your spiked punch on
Gonna punch you out now
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Spiked Punch

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Spiked Punch
by WreckdoM

Grandpa drank my spiked punch
Got drunk on his first cup
Jumped up, did a crunk dance
Kneecaps snapped and he crapped his pants
"Hey Pops, Let me drive you to the Doc!"
But he hopped on a pig and laughing rode off

That Ain't the way to do it
That Ain't the way to do it
That Ain't the way to do it
That Ain't the way to do it

Grandma drank my spiked punch
She has martinis with every lunch
Drank half a gallon before she slurred
Demurred, and then issued some sick burns
"Hey Grams, How's bout I call you a cab?"
But she hopped on a pig and away they ran

That Ain't the way to do it
That Ain't the way to do it
That Ain't the way to do it
That Ain't the way to do it
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Hannah Leigh was drinking spiked punch
On the patio, our best friend’s house
Staring at the stars like she could hear them

I didn’t know I liked her that much
I was wired up and burning out
She leaned against the railing
Soaking sound on skin

She asked me hey man what’s the matter

Maybe I was always meant to fall
Maybe it’s just the alcohol
Eroding this hardened shell
Of indecision that’s never served us well

Her words buried in the clatter
I thought I felt but didn't hear a word

And I don't want to see future scenarios
I don't think you'll be waiting there

We don’t have to make a thing of this
I wouldn’t make you promises
Or I could tell you tailored lies
I really wished were true

I’m always full of bad barely-plans
Moving up the ranks of your also-rans

And I don't want to see future scenarios
I don't think you'll be waiting there
No question asked, no answer to know
Hannah Leigh, just meet me upstairs

And I don't want to see future scenarios
I don't think you'll be waiting there
No question asked, no answer to know
Hannah Leigh, just meet me upstairs
Hannah Leigh, just meet me upstairs
Hannah Leigh, just meet me upstairs
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Spiked Punch - Paco del Stinko

Everyone was gathered at the banquet hall
All dressed up their costumes for the masquerade ball

Nobody (Nobody) could have guessed (Could have guessed)
It would be wildest (Wildest) of them all (Of them all)
When they spiked the punch - Oh yeah


LSD and peyote magical mescaline juice
After taking a sip the inner self was let loose - Oh yeah

Nobody (Nobody) could have guessed (Could have guessed)
It would be wildest (Wildest) of them all (Of them all)
When they spiked the punch - Oh yeah


Dance dance dance the night away
Terror joy and romance
Everything, all was in play

Naked in trees and at one with the lawn
Fantastic nightmares and ecstacy through the dawn - Oh yeah

Nobody (Nobody) could have guessed (Could have guessed)
It would be wildest (Wildest) of them all (Of them all)
When they spiked the punch - Oh yeah
And that ain't all
Bringin' the stink since 2006.
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Spiked Punch by Rod The Bunman

She sat slowly when she sat with me
Her smile lit up the room
We drank together from separate cups
But her intentions were known too soon
I thought she was the lover I’d waited for forever
But instead she was waiting in the wings
For her chance to pull a bottle from behind her back
And add something bitter to my drink

Oh, her eyes were the darts that pierced my heart
Her smile made me forget where to start
She was the spiked punch I couldn’t taste
Like the next morning it was too late

She needed an apartment and a nicer car
To keep up with all her friends
Sometimes she'd stay over, sometimes she'd not
But she wouldn’t call me her boyfriend
Laugher from the girls when she whispered in their ears
And she'd never say what it’s about
If I got annoyed she’d make it a game
And tell me that I was just acting out

Oh, her eyes were the darts that pierced my heart
Her smile made me forget where to start
She was the spiked punch I couldn’t taste
Like the next morning it was too late

I know that I could see it coming
I pretended that I couldn’t see
I don’t know what I'll do
And so I’m asking you
And I’m hoping that you’ll agree

Now I have the pieces of my life to sweep up
And she’s out with her friends and her beau
I’m not sure what I could have done
When it seems we’re not drinking alone

Oh, her eyes were the darts that pierced my heart
Her smile made me forget where to start
She was the spiked punch I couldn’t taste
Like the next morning it was too late
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Spiked Punch
by Duncan

C C7
Don’t tell me that the punch is spiked
F C
Don’t tell me that the cider’s hard
C
Don’t tell me that the water’s free
G G7
From the hose in your backyard
C C7
Don’t tell me that the ice is frozen
F D
Or that eggs come by the dozen
C A
But if the opposite were true
D G C
I’d expect a heads up from you


C C7
Don’t ask me if the the jello’s dosed
F C
If I remembered to butter your toast
C
You know me better than most
G G7
You should expect that from your hosts
C C7
And I know that you’ll return my call
F D
If I leave my name and number and all
C A
We might cheat another year from death
D G C
If we just learn to save our breath

A7
Please don’t waste my time
Dm
We can read each others minds
A7
Is that so much to ask
Dm
To be some kind of telepath
F
If brevity's the soul of wit
E E7 Am
And everyone’s full of shit
F Am
Let sit here quiet come on lets try it
Dm G C
See what you think of it


C C7
Don’t tell me that you love me true
F C
That’s why I’m going steady with you
C
Don’t tell me that the sky is blue
G G7
When that’s it’s default hue
C C7
Don’t tell me things I already know
F D
That the hurricane rains and the west winds blow
C A
But if I sing out of key or don’t offer you tea
D G C
You can give me the third degree.

C C7
Yeah don't tell me that the punch is spiked
F C
We're in a warehouse and it's past midnight
C
Hi C, Capri or Hawaiian Punch,
G G7
This ain't no carton in the kiddo's lunch
C C7
There's a fluted ladle that lets you pour
F D
There's a bag of ice from the corner store
C A
Is it so much to ask
D G C
To let me feel cool just once more.
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Phlebia ft Sweeney Toad

Sweeney Toad
Three beers six beers drunk now
Playing Mike Tyson’s Punch Out
Starting to have some fun now
Beat King Hippo somehow

..........Timings off I’m tipsy
Candid dodge he missed me
Punch his mug his drawers drop
Punch his gut I won’t stop

I’m punch drunk and flinching
I’m Vodka Drunkinski
I’m a light weight fighter
Get dizzy with Great Tiger

Vomit on my JNCOS
Stomped by Don Flamenco
Can’t dodge I’m not fast though
Need to go back to Glass Joe

Phlebia
Right hook, left hook, land blows
Body shot to Kagaro
Trading bars, hit the bar, with my bro
Trading bars with the Sweeney Toad
Take a shot, take another one, yo
Spill a shot on my Nintendo
Got flow like "Oodles of Os"
Wrong soundtrack, Tony Hawk Pro
Head shot head shot Bald Bull
Slumped back up against the wall
Five shots and my speech is slurred
Six shots and my vision's blurred
Game starts but fails to load
Grab my cartridge, gimme a blow
I can't get off the floor,
Ten shots now I'm KO'd

Blacked out
Punch out
Passed out
Knocked out
Blacked out
Punch out
Passed out
Knocked out
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Spiked Punch by Sweeney Toad

I went to the party and the punch looked good
Gas station didn’t card me I am crooked
I grabbed all the bathsalts that I mistook
For all of the lime salts tequila stirred not shook
We will die tonight everything as it should be
This is our life a bad eighties movie
Not everything’s Bruce Campbell not everything is groovy
I’ve drank too much punch and now I’m not moving
I can smell the colors of the rug in the pantry
I’m laying in the garden I can smell the pansies
The stars in the sky vanish now I can’t see
Now I am dead and it is enchanting

Someone spiked the punch and I should go to bed
Someone spiked the punch and now I am dead
Someone spiked the punch and I should go to bed
Someone spiked the punch and now I am dead
Someone spiked the punch and I should go to bed
Someone spiked the punch and now I am dead
Someone spiked the punch and I should go to bed
Someone spiked the punch and now I am dead
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Spiked Punch by The Magnetic Letters

Spiked Punch
Joseph said the boxing gloves were full of lead
Which consequently left a disembodied head
Well I guess that I believe but why'd they show a thing like that
especially on the television?

Spiked Punch
Adrian said the guy's head came off cleanly
Who was I to question such a story?
Standing in the sandpit hearing all about a fight they saw
on Italian television

Surely, surely there must have been blood
It might have been in black and white, 'cause they swore that there was none
You'd think it would have made a mess

Could you knock a man's head off with just one punch?
I don't know
Could you knock a man's head off with just one punch?
I don't think so
Could you knock a man's head off with just one punch?
Probably not
Could you knock a man's head off with just one punch?
Nah

Let's go watch Bloodsport, like we did yesterday
Pause on the bloodthirsty scenes, keep stretching the tape
But that's only make believe, not like a real decapitation
I still can't believe they'd show such a thing, even on a satellite T.V. station

Spiked Punch
Colourful stories told me by friends of mine
Obviously bullshit now but at the time
No way to refute them
And I'm dying to tell someone how I accidentally saw the neighbour's boobs
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Spiked Punch by Yaks of the Industry

Chorus
You’ll feel it in the morning
You drank too many cups
You didn’t heed the warning
You drank the spiked punch
You never like to listen
And now you’re throwin’ up
You always keep me guessin’
You drank the spiked punch
You drank the spiked punch yeah

Verse 1
Everybody knows about the party
Everybody knows about the secret sauce
Everybody says oh no they don’t
Everybody lies and everybody’s lost

Chorus

Verse 2
They party like the world will end
Like tomorrow never comes
Dancing with wild abandon
Beating frenzied drums

Verse 3
They wake up in the morning
But the night is just a blur
Their heads are still spinning
Can barely remember where they were

Chorus

Bridge
The sun begins to rise
Shines into bleary eyes
Go out into the world of men
Until they hear the conch again

Chorus x3
blippity blop ya don’t stop heyyyyyyyyy
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Spiked Punch
by Max Bombast

Aww yeah!

You brought a spoon to a knife fight
You wanna meet in the next life?
You wanna piece of this? A'ight
Come take a taste of my punch spike

Take a sip a my sweetness
Sugar was never my weakness
Is it sour grapes or just genius?
I know your gonna wanna freak this

I wanna go where you can follow
I'll give you something you can swallow
I don't wanna leave a bad taste in your mouth

I've sweetened it so you can't taste
The poison going down
Trust me like a rattlesnake
The chemicals compound
So come get it now

Now you know that I am a man of action
And I know that you're feeling this attraction
Yeah I'm cooking up a punch you can't imagine
But I can guarantee your satisfaction

I'll never leave a house divided
So if some of you are undecided
I'll use a steady hand when I spike it
I know even ya mama gonna like it

I wanna go where you can follow
I'll give you something you can swallow
I don't wanna leave a bad taste in your mouth

I've sweetened it so you can't taste
The poison going down
Trust me like a rattlesnake
The chemicals compound
So come get it now
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Spiked Punch
Cookie Blue

When I was sitting in my room
Half aware of the loom
Entering my window
Breaking the gloom

I took a sip and wondered
How much more I could take
Whether life has any meaning
And if I am going to break

But the medicine is in my hand
Takes me to another land
Where thoughts dissolve in reverie
And there is no more misery

When I was standing next to you
And this is nothing new
You kept on screaming
And there's nothing I could do

I took a sip and wondered
How much more I could take
Whether life has any meaning
And if I am going to break

But the medicine is in my hand
Takes me to another land
Where thoughts dissolve in reverie
And there is no more misery

Drowning my sorrow
I know it's not right
With no bright tomorrow
Can't take another fight

I took a sip and wondered
How much more I could take
Whether life has any meaning
And if I am going to break

But the medicine is in my hand
Takes me to another land
Where thoughts dissolve in reverie
And there is no more misery
come to the dark side.
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