Pluh Lyrics


album: Track 7 in album We Couldn't Think of a Title!
release date: 2005
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length: 5:51

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Tearin' down the road doin' ninety
in my tiny little Volkswagen on my way to
get a tank of gas
I passed a cop with a radar gun waitin' for a
Sucker like me to drive by goin' way to fast

I saw the red and blue in my rear view
So I pulled slug bug over to the shoulder
of the road
He looked at me in the nose and said:
"Son, do you realize your tires are round?"
And I said:


Walkin' down the streets in my
running shoes lookin' for a shoestore
So that I can find myself parking spot
I bumped into a guy that was wearing nothing
but his boxers
And a cap that said:
"I like tater tots."

He said something in Latin
that I didn't understand
And I thought the worst until
he pointed at my wrist

Then I saw that all he wanted was the time
So I looked at the broken watch, and I said:


*start pit here*

If there ever was a word that you heard
It could take the place of ANYTHING
that you could say

Noun, verb, adverb, statement, question
Daytime, night-time, anytime, anyone!

So remember the next time you forget
What you're sayin' in the middle of a sentence-
Don't strain your brain to remember the word
Instead look 'em right in the nose and
Tell 'em that the answer is:

*intrusion by Satan*

Track Listing

  • 1 Indecision
  • 2 Scrotal Torment
  • 3 Two Ton Paperweight
  • 4 Death Burger!
  • 5 No Pun Intended
  • 6 Why, Oh, Why
  • 7 Pluh
  • 8 Beer!
  • 9 Prozak Milkshake
  • 10 Throwin' Down
  • 11 I Hate Doing Laundry
  • 12 Return of the Death Burger!
  • 13 Largiloquent Dithyramb
  • 14 Lizard Sphere X
  • 15 Orgasm = Love
  • 16 Good Morning
  • 17 In a Band to Get Chicks
  • 18 Fake My Own Death and Go Platinum
  • 19 Abcdeath
  • 20 Jagermeister Love Song