Album Notes

The Ultra Cheesy Flubbed Up Nuclear Cheesballs were originally formed as a three-piece in Bosnia and Herzegovina in October 2005, comprising Bob Tofu, Yoshi Kata, and Mari Herring. They sucked at singing, and decided to move to Alaska the following month in hopes of recruiting a polar bear as a lead vocalist, guitarist, and bloodthirsty bodyguard. Instead of a polar bear, however, they found PJ Spackle, who has just fallen throung a wormhole in the fabric of spacetime and couldn't remember anything of his previous life. He joined the band, and provided creative genius, guitar skills, and a voice that didn't sound like a small animal being cut apart by a chainsaw. The band swiftly began recording songs, and, after fending off numerous rabid seagulls with their instruments in the process of recording, released Music Of The Gods: The Complete Dance Trilogy in August 2006. After their huge success with their cd, they soon released The Soundtrack to Your Bathtime in March 2007.

THE BAND MEMBERS:
PJ Spackle-Main Vocals, Guitar, Samplers
Mari Herring-Keyboards, Backing Vocals
Yoshi Kata-Electric Bass
Bob Tofu-Drums, Turntables

DA LYRICS!

Into-DUCK-shun

Ladies and Gentlemans please welcome The Ultra Cheesy Flubbed Up Nuclear Cheesballs (cell phone ring then gunshot). Just a reminder if your cell phone rings before, during, or after the show you will be shot. And now a song jammin’ for all of our terrorist friend in the Cuba.

Rasta Man

I is Rasta man I is dreadlock I is from Jamaica I is happy. I is Rastafarian I smoke holy herb I is from Jamaica I is happy. I is no money I is beg on street but I is Rasta man so I is happy. I no like white man so I hit him on head with beer bottle but I is Rasta man so I is happy. (guitar solo) Go to white police station police hit me on head with stick but I is Rasta man so I is happy. (bass solo) I is brain injury but I is still Rasta man I is no think good but I is still happy. I is Rasta man he is Rasta man. I is happy he is happy.

Emo Dreamo Screamo

I’m so emo oh no. (random screaming) The screamo part doesn’t have words oh no screamo isn’t even a word oh no. (random screaming) Oh beautiful music la la la la la la. (random screaming) I’m so emo dying my hair oh no I'm so emo getting tattoos oh no. my throat’s really sore from screamo oh no. Maybe ill just stick with emo oh no. I’ll do screamo and you can do emo oh no. If your throat sore we can trade oh no. (single pitch screaming). Ok you just suck at screaming oh no. Maybe you should come back and do emo oh no. Alright dude whatever oh no but I thought you said that your throat hurt oh no. It really does but you suck too badly oh no OW! I just punched you in the face oh no. OW! Why couldn’t we do more acoustical versions? Maybe we should just go do one oh no. Good idea.

Ground Beef (I’m a Vegetarian)

Every time you eat a burger and fries another poor little brown cow dies. Ground beef makes you into a lard and cows die in the barn yard. Eat a garden burger become a vegetarian I love vegans they’re really hot. Eat a garden burger save a cow’s life. I’m a vegetarian don’t let cows die.

Gangsta Song (Feat. 74 Cent Plus Tax)

This is a god *BEEP* mutha *BEEP*n gangsta rap song. Yo this is 74 Cent Plus Tax you better shut up or I’ll kick you in the *BEEP*. 74 Cent Plus Tax is my name ‘cause that’s all the money I’ve made in this game. That’s right so popular yah yah so popular. All the ladies they can’t resist me they all try come up and kiss me. They don’t know that I’m broke. They don’t know that my rhymes are a joke. Break it down Tofu man. You all ready for MC PJ? Hold onto your seats. I got these gangsta tattoos, gangsta jeans, gangsta house, gangsta car, gangsta ice cream machine, gangsta bling, gangsta things I’m too ghetto for you, gangsta hat gangsta cat yah I got it all foo. Every night I go out and kick some *BEEP* with my man 74 Cent Plus Tax. I grew up in the ghetto down in LA. The cops chased after me almost every day. I’ve been shot in the chest 27 times but I still can pull of these kick *BEEP* rhymes. Where the *BEEP* is this mutha *BEEP* n Tofu man? Turntable master come all the way from Japan. Yo we got Tofu man coming right up. 74 Cent just shut the *BEEP* up. Riding dirty in my Hummer truck. Global warming I don’t give a *BEEP*. On a scale of 1 to 10 MC PJ’s the hottest of the men. Yo what you talking about foo? Your face looks like you fell in some poo. 74 Cent stop messing around. Shut the *BEEP* up or I’ll throw you out of town. Hah you’re not the mayor how about you go out and mess with your hair. Yo Tax your hairs always a mess. Why don’t you get out of that little pink dress? Yo you’re not the boss of me. I’m a cross dresser and proud to be. Yo PJ I know what you mean. But I’m the #1 ultra drag queen…type…person…thing. I’m getting of the *BEEP*n turntable. This is a god *BEEP* mutha *BEEP*n gangsta rap song. *BEEP* Oh someone turn that alarm off. 74 Cent Plus Tax.

Happy Hippie

I like peace. I like trees. I like dolphins because I’m a happy hippie. Nuclear weapons are bad. I wear a tie dyed tee. I listen to Jimi Hendrix because I’m a happy hippie. I’m a happy hippie yah. Lets find our inner peace. Come meditate with me. I like whales because I’m a happy hippie. The Vietnam war is bad. Nixon is crazy. Lets all go protest because I’m a happy hippie. I’m a happy hippie yah. Flute solo! (flute solo) no flute solo. Lets save the rainforest. Rainbow colors are pretty. Lets sit in the grass because I’m a happy hippie. Lets all dance and sing. I love everybody. Lets all go to Woodstock because I’m a happy hippie I’m a happy hippie yah. The National Guard is evil. They kill everybody. I want world peace because I’m a happy hippie. Lets all go naturists and live in a nudist colony. And dance around and sing. And all the happy hippies. I’m a happy hippie yah.

A Tribute to Beck

Piece of cheddar cheese walking down the street. I like potatoes this is a nice beat. Stop and smell the roses and then smell your feat. Hey did I mention this is a nice beat? Yo coming live from Madison Square a happy emo baby that has pink hair. Fake plastic snowflakes falling through the air. A little stuffed penguin and a teddy bear. Purple Jesus monkey brains from Timbuktu. Straight from the television screen to you. So take your guitar and your didgeridoo and listen to the song we’re playing for you. This song has made the dead crawl out of their graves when the grizzly bears go to sleep in their caves. Go jump in the water and make some waves. Eat a guinea pig and your soul will be saved. (synthesizer solo) Stupid purple ponies jumping off a cliff. Go eat a cow and a can of jiff. If you wear a straightjacket your arms will be stiff. Everything is different but If… silence your name is not Jesus it is Hidalgo. My pet gerbil’s name is Klaus. Arnold is the name of my pet mouse. And Jinni is the name of my pet louse. And Lucy is the name of my pet grouse.
Killing Cabbage

I hate cabbage. Lets kill them. Kill. Murder a carrot. Kill a string bean. Strangle a cabbage. Kill broccoli. Die veggies die. Blow up a brussel sprout. And a cauliflower. Kill green peas every our. I hate veggies kill. Carrots will go to hell. Same this with green beans. I hate brussel sprouts if you know what I mean. Killing cabbage. You got that right.

The Redneck Country Song

Banjo I like Jesus. Banjo I’m from Texas. Banjo I like Jesus. Banjo I like catfish. Banjo I like the president. Banjo I like NASCAR. Banjo I like the president. Banjo I like America. Banjo I’m a redneck. Banjo I like pickup trucks. Banjo I’m a redneck. Banjo I like banjos. Redneck. Everyone clap along with me ok? Banjo I like Jesus. Banjo I’m from Texas. Banjo I like Jesus. Banjo I like catfish. I’m a redneck. I like Jesus. I’m a redneck. I love catfish. I’m a redneck. I like preemptive attack. I’m a redneck please bring the banjos back. Texas don’t mess with Texas. Texas home of our president. Texas kick out the Mexicans. Texas I’m a republican.

Super Filler!

What? Yah. This song is filla’ filla’ super filla’. We needed more time on our CD so we could make some more money. And that’s why we put this filler track in and don’t go saying that’s a sin. I know this might sound like trash we need to make some more cash. So if you don’t like this song yo just realize we need the dough. This song is filla’ filla’ super filla’. Today for breakfast I ate an orange and orange is the only thing that rhymes with orange. So you have to rhyme orange with orange when you’re writing a rap song about an orange. So then I hit someone with an orange. Than I went and peeled another orange. Then I went and made juice from an orange. Then I went to the store and bought a grapefruit. This song is filla’ filla’ super filla’.

We Are The Cavemen Almighty

YAH! We are the cavemen almighty eat a rock. We are the cavemen almighty eat a stone. SHUT UP! Mammoth fur is fashionable. Rock. Ah. Pterodactyls flying over us. Pterodactyls flying…YAH! Mammoth fur is fashionable. Eat a rock. We discovered fire.

SexyLovePopSong (Feat. Prpl)

Sexy. Release your inner Britney Spears. Ah so sexy. I’m a sexy pop star. I’m way up on the pop charts. Uh my music videos are so hot. I have a record contract and you do not. Get on time. Ok ok I get it now what? (Gum chewing and chip solo) I want to be a sexy pop star too. Shut up! I’m a sexy pop star. I’m underage but I go into bars. I’m 17 and I’ve been married twice. 90 year old billionaires aren’t very nice. This is a sexy love song. I lounge around with no clothes on. My wife the pop star doesn’t like it a lot. But that’s ok because my body is hot. I’m a sexy pop star. I’m way up on the pop charts. Uh my music videos are so hot. I have a record contract and you do not.

Classicoramoization

All right enough of that shizzit.

Moov Yo Body 2 Da Beet (OK?)

Ok hi everybody ok? First I want to say thank you to the owner of the club for hiring me because I get thrown out of the other one ok? That not ok ok? But I here now ok so we can have lots of fun dancing ok and talking about ok things ok? Ok. You see that new movie ok? Tom Cruise is an idiot ok? Ok I hate him good ok. Ok can you move your body to the beat? I like the beat. Do you like the beat? The beat is ok? Ok so move your body to the beat. Move it and move it hey. What’s that fat guy doing here I don’t like fat people. They have too much greasy lard. And what what Mr. Fat guy what are you saying? No no you cannot karaoke to I’m Too Sexy ok? Ok you stupid fat man ok? Gosh. I have a sub-machinegun here ok? I think I’ll shoot Mr. Fat man because he wants to karaoke to I’m Too Sexy ok? No not ok, ok? (gunshot) Ok good now he’s dead. That was very fun. Ok hey. You his friend? You friends with the fat guy? You’re the fat guy’s girlfriend? Why the heck does a girlfriend. You must have no brain. Ok? Ok so I punch you ok? You like this punch? I punch you now. Aieee! Ok I think she’s unconscious now ok? Ok good now we can dance to the music ok? Ok you dance ok? Ok. Dancing ok move your body to the beat the heata da beata the ok. Move your body to the beat. Ok. Hey I’m the DJ’s like older but much more successful brother. Hey get out of here ok? (gunshot) have a nice day ok? (synthesizer solo). Uh oh this not ok ok? I think the cops coming for me ok? Ok this not ok ok? I don’t have anymore bullets left ok. I think I’m going to run now ok? Ok bye bye ok? (record scratch)

The Star Spangled Ok

Ok can you ok? By the dawns early ok. Was so proudly we ok by the twilights last ok. Who brought ok and bright ok to the perilous ok. Oh the Ramparts we ok. Was so gallantly ok. And the ok ok the bombs bursting in ok gave proof to the ok that the ok was ok. Ok does that star spangled ok yet wave. For the land of the ok and the home of the ok. Thank you very much ok? Ok.