Psychic... Powerless... Another Man's Sac

Release date: 1985. (Exact date unknown.)

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Gibby Haynes debuts his "Gibbytronix" vocal effects unit.

Butthole Surfers:
Gibby Haynes: Vocals
Paul Leary: Lead guitar
???: Bass
King Coffey: Drums
???: Drums

Record at LOCATION UNKNOWN, DATE UNKNOWN
Produced by UNKNOWN
Recording engineer: UNKNOWN
Cover design: UNKNOWN
Back cover design: UNKNOWN

Concubine

Music: UNKNOWN
Lyrics: UNKNOWN
Vocals: Gibby Haynes (?)

Albums:
Locust Abortion Technician

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Is it round or is it square?

Eye of the Chicken

Music: UNKNOWN
Lyrics: UNKNOWN
Vocals: Gibby Haynes (?)

Albums:
Locust Abortion Technician

--I can't believe I'm talking about that champagne I vomited when I was checking my brother's diapers. Wait--

--it's okay because then again I don't think about my youth and all the good two lips that I ate hoping that I had good parents and knowing that I did even though my mother threw furniture at me, even when I tell my friends about it ahhhhhh---

Dum Dum

Music: UNKNOWN
Lyrics: UNKNOWN
Vocals: Gibby Haynes (?)

Albums:
Locust Abortion Technician

You want the people
To be the people
You want the people
To love you
You need the people
To show the facts
Instead again
They shove you
You want the people
To be the people
But they don’t need you
You need the people
To show the facts
But they just bleed you
The other man
His face is lost
And your much colder
Then again
The other man
He’s much more

You need the people
To be the people
You want the people
To love you
You need the people
To show the facts
Instead again
They shove you
You want the people
To see the people
But they don't need you
You need the people
To be the people
But they don’t need you
Then again
The son of a bitch
He’s much colder
And then again,
And then again,
And then again,
And then again,

You want the people
To be the people
You want the people
To love you
You need the people
To show the facts
Instead again
They shove you
Want the people
To be the people
They don’t need you
Need the people
To show the facts
But they just bleed you
The other man
His face is lost
And your much older
Then again
The other man
He’s much bolder

Woly Boly

Music: UNKNOWN
Lyrics: UNKNOWN
Vocals: Gibby Haynes (?)

Albums:
Locust Abortion Technician

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Negro Observer

Music: UNKNOWN
Lyrics: UNKNOWN
Vocals: Gibby Haynes (?)

Albums:
Locust Abortion Technician

Well, I dont know what
Well, I dont know who
I dont know where or when
Well, I dont know him
And I don’t know they
Well, I dont know thick or thin

Landing in empty parking lots
In deserted discount stores
Negro Observers
Are landing by the scores
Talking down in their low-rider cars
From-a Pluto, Venus and Mars
Negro Observers
Are counting heads in singles bars

Walking up and down the empty boulevard
Negro Observers
With muscles that are very hard
Walking up and down and-a falling everywhere
Negro Observers
Fflying through the air
And they don’t know what goes on
But the Negro Observers are big and strong

Butthole Sufer

Music: UNKNOWN
Lyrics: UNKNOWN
Vocals: Gibby Haynes (?)

Albums:
Locust Abortion Technician

Butthole surfer

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Lady Sniff

Music: UNKNOWN
Lyrics: UNKNOWN
Vocals: Gibby Haynes (?)

Albums:
Locust Abortion Technician

Yeah, boy!
Heh, heh, heh!

Lady sniff my ?????????
Lately when I see you, baby
Lord, I gotta go
Walking down that ??? highway
Got to meet my man(?)
Lately when I smell it, baby
Oh, my, God damn!
And I said no! (?)

Take me back to Detroit ??? oh yeah

Lady sniff my broken teabag (?)
Lady walked the road
Lately when I see that teabag (?)
I can't take the load (?)
Lady walk that greasy gravy
?????
Lately when I eat you baby
Lord, I just can see (?)
And I said no! (?)

Pass me some o' dat dumb-ass, hey, boy, I tell y'u'

Lady walk ?????
?????
Lately when I see it, baby
Got to have my skin
Lady, walk that greasy highway
Sneaky holy war (?)
Late when I see you, baby
Walkin' out my door
And I said no! (?)

Mary! Bring me my bacon! Mary!

Lady ????
Or what the hell you say
?????? roly-poly
Each and every day
Lately with my sneaky-peaky rootie-dootie-doo
Lately when I see you, baby
Don't know what I'd do
If I said no!

Cherub

Music: UNKNOWN
Lyrics: UNKNOWN
Vocals: Gibby Haynes (?)

Albums:
Locust Abortion Technician

Cherub
Cherub the angel
Hold back the hands of time
Cherub
Enter the angel

You walk alone now
You'll never mind
The walks you've taken
Have left behind
All people sideways
They look at you
May God forsake me
Cause I do too

I see bodies
Maybe, maybe someone is alive
Naked we smile

You're right beside me
You gauge the view
Your body's vacant
They crawl right through

Those bodies falling
It's in the air
We're mixed so close now
But I don't care

Walk upon me
Your body lay
You try to escape you
It's in your head

I'd better go back
I'm not over there

You walk beside me
You gaze at me
You're homeless now
Or that times three

Amazon
You gaze along
I'll make you talk you
There is no bong
Your mind has cut you
You're bleeding now
Your plans escaped
Just like a bow
They walk right past you
They stop and stare
Your body's lying
All over there

Mexican Caravan

Music: UNKNOWN
Lyrics: UNKNOWN
Vocals: Gibby Haynes (?)

Albums:
Locust Abortion Technician

Take me, Mexican caravan
South of, south of the Rio Grand
Take me to that Miguel town
where I can score some of that Heroin brown

Take me, Mexican caravan
South of, south of anywhere you can
Push me into the garbage can
teach this white boy to be a Mexican

Take me, Mexican caravan
Let's score some of that heroin!
You know the way to make the white boys sing
Take me, Mexican

Take me, Mexican caravan
Push me into the Rio Grand
Give this white boy the big sextant
Take me, Mexican

Take me
Take me
Take me
Take me Mexican Caravan

Cowboy Bob

Music: UNKNOWN
Lyrics: UNKNOWN
Vocals: Gibby Haynes (?)

Albums:
Locust Abortion Technician

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Gary Floyd

Music: UNKNOWN
Lyrics: UNKNOWN
Vocals: Gibby Haynes (?)

Albums:
Locust Abortion Technician

I could have a real good time, if I had a gun
I know where I'd go, the things I'd do and say, hey
And if I did not have no gun, well, I know, I know
I got a knife (I got a knife)

Well Gary Floyd and all his pals are gonna come on down
from the brown corral around downtown around gonna
come on down Around town from the brown corral they
gonna shoot off guns

Saw an angel by the swimmin' pool in a two piece hole
and I lost my cool then i blew the things I'd do and say, hey
The color brown and it's comin' down and I feel my head go
round and round and round and round and round and round
and round and round and round and round and round
and round and round and round and round and round and round

Well Gary Floyd and all his pals are gonna come on down
from the brown corral they gonna shoot off guns

Well Gary Floyd and all his pals are gonna come on down
from the brown corral they gonna shoot off guns

(Lyrics submitted by Jim "RoarBot".)