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I Would Swim Thru Hazardous Waste
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This all-acapella song about a hot babe Chuck tried to hit on.
dr demento mike renneker chuck lucky dave renneker mr dinner
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Hilariously rockin'& Swingin' tunes from America's favorite computer animated lounge band! Featured on the Dr. Demento show!
Announcing the arrival of what is likely the world's first computer animated lounge act! "Chuck Lucky and the Gentlemen of Leisure" are a group of loveable, middle-aged losers who love music, gambling, Vegas, booze and stuffing themselves silly at cheap buffets. Fronted by the affable Chuck Lucky, the group performs hilarious tunes in many classic American musical genres including swing, funk and rock--all with a generous dose of LOUNGE thrown in. Except for the fact that they're computer animated fictional characters, Chuck and the fellahs are no different from any other band trying to make it in the music business
Song Info
Genre
Podcasts Comedy
Charts
Peak #79
Peak in subgenre #31
Author
Michael D. Renneker
Rights
1995
Uploaded
March 14, 2005
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MP3 2.8 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Lyrics
I’d gladly endure a nasty fungus infection Just to feel your touch I’d suffer cancer of the thyroid and a rectal inflammation ‘Cause baby, I love you so much I’d let them dump corrosive acid on the family jewels Melt off my testes and then I’d look you in the eye to see if you were impressed And if you weren’t then I’d do it again With one eye hangin’ out from it’s open socket All moist with viscous goo Oh baby I would swim thru hazardous waste, for just one night with you I’d lovingly expose myself to deadly radiation Just to hear your sweet voice For you I’d bear my carbuncles and chancre sores Even if I’ve got the choice I’d gladly bathe in water from a nuclear reactor Fill my lungs with radon gas For you my love I would become a walking biohazard Deadly spores shootin’ outta my ass My skin bubbling like a pot of pea green soup My toes and fingers falling off too Oh baby I would swim thru hazardous waste for just one night with you My body may be riddled with tumors Ulcers may scar my stomach walls But I’ll embrace my burns and my cataracts ‘cause baby you’re the finest of them all I was drinkin’ with the boys down at the pool hall When I brought up your name Snickers, whispers and knowing glances Swept the room like a flame A guy leaned over and said “listen Chuck…” “I know you think this babe is hot…” “And while I hate to be the one to have to tell ya…” “the fellah’s say that her nickname is ‘spot’” They say that underneath that flowery dress You’re sportin’ lesions up the wazoo Oh baby it would be a hazardous waste You know that it would be a cryin’ disgrace I guess that it would be a hazardous waste To spend just one night with you
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