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Members and their roles
Chuck Ebner: Vocals and fancy dancer
Chris Jesurun: Drummer and voice of reason
Ben White: Bass and token minority
Rusty Roberts: Guitar and the baby of the group
Corey Hoynacke: Trumpet and sexual personna
Chris Cogan: Trombone (Amanda Eaton on the mp3's)and replacement guy
Davey Cunningham: Alto Sax and balding
Lyrics
Primetime Poison
Verse 1:
Crack the paper, all you see
Is suffering and misery
A bomb, an earthquake, fire, flood
Print the press in victims’ blood
Death at eleven, news can wait
Start your morning off with hate
Violence works, we got Saddam
If you don’t like it, drop a bomb
Pre-Chorus 1:
Tattered corpses, Slaughter sells,
Grab an Uzi, Find the bad guys, raise some hell
Beat their families, Black and blue
Kill ‘em all, It’s on the news, it must be true
Chorus:
Throw a brick through your TV, you’ll learn more from the broken screen.
The trash the media will preach will suck your goodness like a leech.
Leave your paper at the door, don’t listen to the news no more
Remove yourself and you will see, without the media you’re free.
Verse 2:
Tune in primetime all you see
Is rampant running lechery
Here’s 10 great ways to find romance
Start by taking off your pants
All guys are horny, girls are hot
Something’s wrong if you are not
Virginity is ludicrous
You sure I don’t pay more for this?
Pre-Chorus 2:
Skimpy outfits, Scandal sells
Sex is cool, and it’s natural as well
Use you body, get your way
Shake it babe, the TV says that it’s ok!
