Plugged

We're the Ones ('nikcuS)
adlibbed by Rusty Spell

We're in tune boys, we're a singin'.
We're a gonna, we're gonna sing it:
Sing it now.
We're a singin', we're gonna sing it.
We're a singin', gon-gonna sing it:
Sing it now.

Startin' now with 'nikcuS,
We're the ones who did "How Now Brown Cow."
We're the boys who did "Pig Milkin' Contest."
We're the boys who did Swini-Swini-"Swinigin McGoots."

1995! 'nikcuS in the house, in The Place tonight, actually. My name's Rusty Spell, of course, like always. Got Kevin Young over there. Got Noby Nobriga over there. Man, we're just gonna tear down the house, don't you know it? That's all we ever do; that's all we're gonna do now. Summer of '95, gonna be a Summer to remember, 'cause we in the house tonight.

Glory days started back in 1989.
Glory days started back in 1992.
Glory days continuing now to 1995.
We're a comin' on and we'll be singin' it for you:
'nikcuS. Plugged.

You got the T-shirts, and you're gonna get the hats.
You're the 'nikcuS groupies,
Comin' on down you get you a knat.
Get the knats to give to us.
We're your lady-loves (whoo!). You're the lady-loves.
Give the knats.
All the fine chicks dig 'nikcuS guys.
All the fine girls dig us.
All the fine girls dig us 'nikcuS guys.
Kevin and Noby and Rusty: 'nikcuS guys.
A jam on it, baby.

Two, three, four, yeah!

Jaimee
adlibbed by Noby Nobriga

Jaimee, where are you goin'?
You used to be here.
Jaimee, you know I want you
With me tonight now.
You've gone away to another life now,
Away from this light now.
Jaimee, you want some money?
I'll help you, honey.
You left to Pearl to be in the big city
With your big titties.
Come back again to the hometown.
It's where you belong now.
Jaimee, you wanna come down.
You know that you do now.
Don't stay away; he ain't gonna love you
The way I'm gonna love you
If you come back now.
I might not have a lot of money,
That he even has now.
But I do have all of the love now.
I want a song now, so...
Jaimee, won't you come back now,
To the big town now?
Jaimee, I still love you;
Don't you know I do?

I Get Her Dancin'
adlibbed by Rusty Spell

(I met you the other night.
Sweetheart, you were lookin' alright.)

Take the floor, and you take it loud.
Take the floor, just don't take it mild.
Take the floor, and you dance all night.
Take the floor, and you're feelin' all right.

We're dancin'. We're dancin' tonight.
We're dancin'. We're dancin' tonight.

My baby took me on the dance floor.
My baby took me and showed me the Twist.
My baby took me on the dance floor.
This dancin' is the kind of lovin' I don't miss.

I get her dancin' every night.
I get her dancin', she's feelin' all right.
I get her dancin' every night.
I get her dancin'.
Take it!

My sweetheart's dancin' every night.
She's lookin' all right.
My sweetheart's dancin' every night.
She's a lookin' all right.

My sweetheart's dancin' every night.
My sweetheart's dancin', lookin' all right.
My sweetheart's dancin' every night.
Oh! Don't you feel uptight, yeah!

Lauree
written by Noby Nobriga

Remember back when
Our eyes first met?
You slowly grew close,
Then we first kissed and I thought we were set.

You didn't say you loved me.
You just led me to believe
That I had something great.
You ignored me, and I didn't want you to leave.

Without you in my arms,
There is nothing for me.
With you not here,
I am deaf to love, and I just cannot see.

Was it love in your eyes?
Or was it just a fling?
I'll never know what;
You didn't call it anything.

Lauree, name of the angels.
Lauree, tint of the sky.
Lauree, color of the dark.
Your name will live on in my heart.

You're leaving home.
I never will learn.
I just hope that someday
You will come back and return.

Lauree, name of the angels.
Lauree, tint of the sky.
Lauree, color of the dark.
Your name will live on and on.

Lauree, name of the angels.
Lauree, tint of the sky.
Lauree, color of the dark.
Your name will live on and on... in my heart.

My Life
written by Noby Nobriga

I met a girl when I was on TV,
Smart to the questions that they asked me.
I spied my eye on this cute little girl
Every time they gave the big wheel a twirl.
But low and behold, she didn't know
She ain't gonna win the big game show.

I hear a loud bang and I feel high.
She lifts her head up and looks in my eye.
I look down and there I see
A body in Heaven, she's on her knees.
She's prayin' to God that I'm all right,
But I ain't sleepin' in her bed tonight.
No, I ain't sleepin' in her bed tonight.

I don't know if I've been told
The truth from a man who's growin' so old
Said, "How do you do, Mr. Jimmy Dean?
How did you get to be so mean?"
Said, "I ain't from any Podunk town."
You gotta come up when you gotta go down.
Yeah.

You can learn a lot just by hangin' around.
If you wanna get it right, you gotta know the town.
Don't let the big boys outta your sight,
Unless you don't believe in the blood of a fight.
If you know that you gotta go out,
Take it like a man and don't fake out.
Take it like a man and don't fake out.

She's Goin' Away
adlibbed by Noby Nobriga

She was standing in the rain alone.
She didn't want to put up a fight
Till the lightning came crashing down,
And she didn't wrinkle up like a clown.
She was standing in the rain.
She was holding on along the reigns,
But she couldn't stay forever when she came.

She's goin' away.
She's goin' away.
She's never returnin' back again--
I know it's home--
But she's goin' away.
She's goin' away.

Look, she's there, she's standing
Outside my front door.
She said she was coming back again,
But I don't know anymore.
'Cause she's not standing there
Like she said she was gonna be there.
With her long, blonde, flowing hair,
She's standing out there.

But I always think back
To the day when she was in back
Of my mind every single day,
I would think of her.

She's goin' away.
She's goin' away.
She's not gonna come back like she said.
She's goin' away.
She's goin' away.

Me and she'd be on the bed.
Make a pair, we were a ten
Had she not been goin' away
From me yesterday.
Always think about you, oh.
And I dream there's not a world.
And we could trek a place that we never say...

But she's goin' away.
She's goin' away.
She's not comin' back, she's goin' away
Like she said yesterday.
She's goin' away.
She's goin' away.
She's goin' away like she said
She's goin' all the way.
She's goin' away.
She's goin' away.

Stupid (To Me)
adlibbed by Rusty Spell

You know some folks is always goin' around like they know stuff. Some people these days, they don't know nothin'. Now, I knowed this one guy: He was real stupid. And I'm gonna sing a song about him rit now.

You've always been stupid to me.
You're about as dumb as a hickory nut tree.
You've always been stupid to me.
You always been stupid to me.

When I saw you comin' down the road,
When I saw you carryin' a toad:
Had it in your pocket
Instead of in your wallet.
You've always been stupid to me.

You've always been stupid to me.
You're about as dumb as a emery... board.
You've always been stupid to me.
Me, me, me; me, me; me...

You've always been stupid to me.
You're about as a stupid as an idiot.
You've always been stupid to me.
You're truly stupid to me.

My Mississippi Missus
written by Rusty Spell

(One, Mississippi... Two, Mississippi...)

You sat alone in my bed.
You were all alone.
I wasn't comin' home tonight.
You said you'd rather be dead
When we were on the phone.
And I'd promise it'd be all right.

'Cause I took our love down the highway.
Yes, I drove it in my car.
I swore I'd do it my way,
But that didn't get me far, 'cause

My Mississippi missus is missin' me.
Drivin' into Alabama, with a guitar on my knee.
My Mississippi missus is missin' me.
I'd tell her that I love her,
But the miles won't let me be.

You left our love in our room.
You said you'd give it back.
I'll take it back when we meet again.
You act as cold as a tomb,
But I'm as smart as a tack.
So I promise you I'll be comin' back.

'Cause I left to do it my way,
Left our love and went real far.
Yes, I took it down the highway,
Took it miles away in the car, but

My Mississippi missus is missin' me.
Drivin' into Alabama, with a guitar on my knee.
My Mississippi missus is missin' me.
I'd tell her that I love her,
But the miles won't let me be.

My Mississippi missus is missin' me.
Drivin' into Alabama, with a guitar on my knee.
My Mississippi missus is missin' me.
I'd tell her that I love her,
But the miles won't let me be.

Now I'm back here with my missus
In Mississippi. Leave me be.

Thank you, Randy.

Leah (Another Parody)
adlibbed by Rusty Spell

I'd just like to introduce this song. My name is Rusty Spell. That's Rusty Spell on guitar. I'm gonna do another parody of Noby's infamous classic, "Leah."

Leah, your hair is very blonde.
Your eyes are very green.
My eyesight's not to keen.

Leah, keeper of beauty.
Leah, my angel of love.
Leah, the words I don't remember.
Leah, oh, Leah.

Do you believe that Saturday
You are marrying...?
And you're gonna hold up Fort Knox
For your weddin' ring.

Leah, when I saw you in sixth grade,
I said that I'm gonna make the grade with you.
So what did I do?
Not much about it to you:
I wrote you notes,
I wrote you love songs.

One of 'em was about how good you looked.
One of 'em was about how good you smelled.
One of 'em was about how you talked...

Oh, Leah, keeper of beauty.
Leah, my angel of love.
Leah, the words I don't remember.
Leah, oh oh...

Leah, I'm finally over you.
Leah, I'm glad this mess is through...
I used to love you, but no more.
Find me another girl.
Start me a brand new life.
Find me another girl.
Eventually get me a wife.
Not Leah. Not Leah. Not Leah. Not Leah.
Forget you and you...

The Vietnam Song
adlibbed by Rusty Spell

I love the smell of fresh napalm in the morning. Really gets you goin' after a day of surfing the Vietnam oceans. Cut up some cattle... Give it to Kurtz.

Give it to Kurtz.
That's why it hurts.
We're gonna give it to Kurtz.
That's why it hurts.

1960s sure were rough for me. Didn't know whether I was goin' to live or die each day. Lookin' for Charlie. He never was around...

Till one day I heard a sound.
It was a sound of a machine gun
Rattlin' through the woods.
Bunch of punks whistlin' in the neighborhood, hoods.
Shootin' through.
Killin', killin' me.
Killed me when I saw that my best friend was dead.
His name was Ed.
Ed McCroony... Called him McCroony:
Killed in the woods of Vietnam.

Give it to Kurtz.
Give it to Kurtz.
It really hurts.
So, I give it to Kurtz.
I give it to Kurtz.

I'm Comin' To Your House
adlibbed by Noby Nobriga

(One, two, three, four...)

Why did you say that I never really loved you?
Why did you say that I never really cared about you?
Don't make me do it.
You know I'm gonna do it right now...

I'm comin' by your house.
I ain't bringin' no mouse.
Oh, oh.
I'm comin' by your house to talk to you.
Oh, oh, oh.
I'm comin' and you know me, too.
We're gonna talk about everything that
We ever had to talk about.
'Cause I'm comin' by the place.
I'm comin'...

I'm comin' to your house, oh, oh.
Oh, oh, oh.

When I come to your house,
We're gonna sit down, oh, oh.
When I come on in we're gonna talk about things
We never really had time to say to each other.
We're gonna talk about love:
The way you screwed me now!
Oh, oh, oh...
The way you screwed me now...
Oh, oh, oh...

Come On, Kevin Young
adlibbed by Rusty Spell

Come on, Kevin.
You're singin' it, Kevin.

Kevin Young, he hasn't done a song since 1990.
He's gonna do one tonight,
Or I'm gonna have to kick his hiney.

So, come on, Kevin.
You can sing.
Come on, Kevin, and give it a ring.

Kevin Young... Kevin Young...
Kevin Young is playin' along on the whistle.
He's gonna be singin' a song and holdin' a pencil.
Come on now, don't wanna make me lie.
He's gonna be "goin' bye" these days...
In the sky, even I, figure it out, bigger than I, better than I... who am I?
Who am I to be singin' when it's time to be givin' it up? Yes.

Come on, Kevin.
Give it to Kevin.
Come on Kevin, let's get it now. Yeah.

Say No To the War
adlibbed by Noby Nobriga

World War II they had the bomb.
And we go and see Saddam.
He sent the troops with the big ol' guns.
We don't really wanna see him.
Oh, oh. Oh, no no, war. (Oh, oh oh oh.)
No, no no, war.

In Vietnam, they didn't have the bomb.
But they had the choppers,
And they had the people...
They took the boys to second.
Then they went and built the planet.
Then they had the battle.
And we made the big ol' war.

In Washington D.C. where they
Really don't care about me,
So they signed me up to go to the war.
Say no to the war!

So, you go there to the Washington,
And you tell them they're dumb,
That you don't want a battle
When they send you to Saddam.

No, no no no no...
Say no to the war.

In the eighties, hunger again.
They went down and really see him.
'Cause he couldn't remember a thing.
But then we gonna do a thing.

Go home. Vets go home.

And now the nineties:
We got Bill Clinton.
We really don't know
What you're gonna get from us.
And now we say, Mr. Bill Clinton,
Why didn't you stay
In Ar-kan-say?

Say no to the war.

Lost Without You
written by Noby Nobriga

I wish that you could see me by the telephone tonight,
Waitin' for you to call, saying everything's all right.
You never gave me a chance to prove to you my romance.
Dedicated and innovative, with you in my mind.

And I never know when you're comin' home again.
Left out the door and left me on the floor.
Beggin' you to stay with me, baby, baby, can't you see?
Lost without you...

I wish that you could see me by the telephone tonight,
Waitin' for you to call, saying everything's all right.
You never gave me a chance to prove to you my romance.
Dedicated and innovative, with you in my mind.

I'm lost without you in my arms.
Lost without you and your charms.
No woman's ever done the things you do.
I'm lost without you.

Baby, I'm lost without you...

Sweet Mindy
adlibbed by Noby Nobriga

I got a girl, she's as sweet as can be.
She's made of sugar, no saccharine.
We treat each other like we know we should be, now.
We never cheated on the other, free, now.

I went to the store, it was Friday night.
I saw her there, and she was blind.
She was on another guy's arm that night.
She looked at me, and I looked at her, now.

She didn't recognize me, obviously,
'Cause she's in the bed tonight lookin' at me.
She's tellin' me that she wasn't there tonight.
I looked at her, she said, "It's all right." Now.

I looked at her and she looked at me.
I looked at her, and she told to me, now,
She wasn't doin' anything to me, now.
Then I looked at her and told her, "You're lyin'." Yeah.

Sweet Mindy is lyin' in bed.
She's tellin' me that she ain't no dead, oh.
She's goin' out every Friday night, yeah,
And without me, she's goin' without me, yeah.

Sweet Mindy is lyin' in bed, oh.
Sweet Mindy is lyin' ih bed, oh.
Sweet Mindy is lyin' in bed to me.
Sweet Mindy is lyin' in bed, oh.

Sweet Mindy is lyin' to me, oh.
Sweet Mindy is lyin' in bed, oh.
Sweet Mindy is lyin' to me, oh.
Sweet Mindy is lyin' in bed, now.

Trance Groove '95
written by Rusty Spell

Baby, take me into your world.
Take me down to heaven.
I'll take you into mine.
Baby, when I feel you near me,
I wanna know you love me,
And love me all the time.

Cruisin' down on the melodic strip,
My home boy called and he gave me a tip
That you were outside, just a waitin' for me.
I had to know more of your history.
So, I asked your name, and you told me Suzanne.
I wanted you to be a real 'nikcuS fan.
My heart did a flip when you told me yes,
Straight to the knowledge of this strange duress.
Hand in hand, walkin' down my street,
I said to myself, "Hey, you lookin' kinda neat."
You winked your eye, a feelin' flew by.
You said to me that I'm your kind of guy.
I smiled, took a dip, did a double take.
I was hopin' to myself that I wouldn't mistake
Your eyes for forever, or your lips for a day.
But you were in my mind, and there you would stay.
So, let me hold you now. Think of me.
Make me the next chapter in your history
Book. Baby, baby, put your hand on my chest.
This heart that beats is love... I guess.

Segue
Instrumental

Grungy, Grungy, Grungy
adlibbed by Noby Nobriga

It's a grungy song that we're gonna sing for you.
It's a grungy song that we're gonna give to you.
We're gonna grunge all day and night.
We're gonna grunge until we fight each other
Right in the mud.
We're gonna grunge all day and night.
We're gonna run around and fight with you.
Kick you in the head, and then we're gonna spit down your neck.
And then we're gonna like bite your head off.
Yeah. Grunt.
We're gonna grunge all day and night.
Whether you wanna feel it right or not.
We're gonna spit down your throat.
You're gonna feel it, groat.
Yeah.
We're gonna sing to you.
Whether you like it, or you wanna screw.
We're gonna sit in front of TV.
We're gonna eat, eat it, me.
Screw ya, man!

So Far, No Good
adlibbed by Rusty Spell

I walked home from the Long Home,
Alone from the bar tonight.
Guess much wasn't goin' on,
Even though I saw a fight.
When I got home tonight, I turned on the television set.
You bet.
When I got home tonight, I only thought about you.
You bet.

Drunk at the bar.
Walkin' home, it feels to far.
You're far away from me.
Drunk at the bar.
Too far.
Far away from me.

The beer didn't do enough to help my heart.
Nothing can help me tonight.
Cuddled my little doggie,
Name of Spark.
He didn't do nothing for me tonight.

I miss you.
You're so far,
So far away from me.

Clicked on some Orbison on my 45 record player
From 1972, the last time I saw you.
We danced all night. I held you tight.
Baby, wish you could come back tonight.

Come back tonight.
You're so far away from me.
The beer won't leave me be.
It only depresses me.
The songs: your songs depress me.
My home depresses me.
This carpet depresses me,
'Cause your feet were on it once,
And we danced all night.
And now that you're gone, I can't feel all right.
No, I can't feel all right... tonight.

Can't feel all right.
Tonight I can't feel all right.
Oh, you're so far away,
So far away from me... tonight.