Demented Are Go In Sickness & In Health

In Sickness & In Health est le premier album du groupe qui sorti originalement en 1986 sur ID Records par contre, le disque que j'ai est une réédition sur Knock Out Records en 2000 (KOLP 114). J'ignore si le vinyl original avait un insert mais celui çi en a un avec des photos du groupe d'un côté et leur logo de l'autre.

In Sickness & In Health was the first album of that band back in 1986 and was released by ID records but the one I got is a rereleased by Knock Out Records en 2000 (KOLP 114). There is an insert with photos and the band logo on it. I don't know if something like this was included on the original one.





Face A
1. Be Bop A Lula
2. Pervy In The Park
3. (I Was Born On A) Busted Hymn
4. Holy Hack Jack
5. Frenzied Beat
6. Pickled And Preserved
7. Crazy Horses

Face B
1. Transversite Blues
2. Rubber Buccaneer
3. Vibrate
4. Rubber Love
5. Nuke Mutants
6. PVC Chair
7. Don't Go In The Woods


Paroles:

Pervy In The Park :
Pervy in the park, Pervy in the park
Pervy in the park on a sunday mornin'
Pervy in the park, Pervy in the park
Pervy in the park on a hot summers day

Mr Pervy goes to the park
Mr Pervy gonna stay all day
Bottle of scotch in his pocket
Takes a swigg he wants his wicked way

Lovely leggy baby blue
Want my wicked way with you
Love is like a flower
Smell it and you feel alright
C'mon pretty baby
Wanna baby all your body tonight

Hey there who's that chick ?
Swing a little higher baby
C'mon what's your name
Pink little panties made me cum again
Bim bam Pervy's the man
Just swing a little higher baby now
C'mon don't be shy
Just swing a little higher baby

Lovely sexy baby delight
Wanna take you home tonight
Cover you in flowers
Touch you and hold you tight
C'mon pretty baby
Wanna be your Pervy papa tonight


Holy Hack Jack :
He got a sheath made of plastic grabs it over his head forty gallons of petrol
gonna burn you all dead.

A forty-five strapped to his side
A machete in his hand
What's the name. What's the game.
Holy Hack Jack's the man.

He's a sick sick, sick gone mother
He's a sick sick, sick gone man
He's a sick sick, sick gone mother
He's a sick sick, sick gone man
He hobbles along on a busted knee
knife strapped to his thigh.
Bombs and blades, hand grenades
somebody's gonna die

With his cassocks an' his robes and his leather chaps covered by a plastic mack
he's sick he's insane Holy Hack Jack's at it again.
sick sick, sick sick

chorus
Clapped out buggy down darkened streets likes to kill whoever he meets
he's sick he's insane Holy Hack Jack's at it again.
sick sick, sick sick

He's a sick sick, sick gone mother
He's a sick sick, sick gone man
He's a sick sick, sick gone mother
He's a sick sick, sick gone man
sick sick, sick sick

Rubber Buccaneer :
See her walking down the street
She's got rubber legs and rubber feet
Rubber head and a rubber nose
She's got a rubber face and rubber toes

Everythings rubber in her land of dreams. Cannabis castles and acid queens. Rubber beds and rubber floors
rubber pets and rubber doors

His rubber wife wears rubber clothes
and her rubbeer kids got snotty nose
the rubber bath has got rubber taps
and in the shower are rubber mats
everythings rubber in his land of dreams.
Been that way since his teens
Rubber women for his treat
Rubber bouncing beneath the sheets

Doctors think he's crazy
Should be locked up soon in a mental ward off the street in a rubber room.
People think he's crazy
Mother thinks he's queer but nobody fucks around with the rubber buccaneer

See him walking down the street
He's got rubber legs and rubber feet
Rubber head and a rubber nose
He's got a rubber face and rubber toes

Everythings rubber in her land of dreams. Cannabis castles and acid queens. Rubber beds and rubber floors
rubber pets and rubber doors
People think he's crazy
Mother thinks he's queer
but nobody fucks around with the rubber buccaneer

PVC Chair :
Ended up in a stranglehold on a PVC chair too young to realise too young to care

Ended up in a stranglehold on a pvc chair too young to realise too young to care
Chased me round the garden with a wooden pole too young to realise too young to know

We used to fight day and night
We used to hate each others sight
Nothing was said nothing was done
too young

Ended up in a stranglehold on a pvc chair too young to realise too young to care
Chased me round the garden with a wooden pole too young to realise too young to know

Wooden blocks flying down the stairs
Boiling white face and fuzzy hair
We used to fight day and night
We used to hate each others sight
Nothing was said nothing was done
too young

Ended up in a stranglehold on a pvc chair too young to realise too young to care
We used to fight day and night
We used to hate each others sight
Nothing was said nothing was done
oh too young