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Butt Naked
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the venerable beads dave turnbow sean jensen pete kassal fred shepard pete rubens
eclectic pop rock funk reggae blues
Dave Turnbow (guitar, lead vocals and songs) speaking on behalf of The Venerable Beads... like our namesake, we are no longer moving among us, yet that which remains holds its own. A trio - I, Sean Jensen (bass and vocals) and Pete Kassal (drums and vocals) - that took eclectic as modus operandi... pop, rock, funk, reggae, blues, spacey jams.
Song Info
Genre
Pop Pop Rock
Charts
#11,197 today Peak #176
#2,442 in subgenre Peak #42
Author
David Turnbow
Rights
1992 David Turnbow
Uploaded
August 06, 2008
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MP3 2.2 MB 128 kbps 2:31
Story behind the song
Based on a true story… just another Saturday night in Sewanee with the earthy bohemians. I guess I was an honorary bohemian, since they were Savage Gulf's fan base. I hope that the song captured the care-free fun that we had out there all by ourselves. What a great place, and what great people! And it was about time that I wrote a song with a ska beat, since that was one of my favorites, dating back to my high school days as "New Wave Dave."
Lyrics
Deep within the forest with a bunch of folks Someone's strumming Dead songs on a old guitar Henrys calls your name and you cannot refuse Rocks are tossed and someone starts to take off their shoes Sparks are flyin' and the bucket's ready to go Time to haul the hot rocks to the tiny cave Everybody's lining up, both women and men But there's one thing you must do before you enter that den Get naked, get naked, get butt, butt naked! Get naked, get naked, shed your outer skin Get naked, get naked, get butt, butt naked! Get naked, get naked, and come on in! Things are getting hot and sweat begins to run "Knock knock" on the door, "nobody let them in!" Chanting like a monk, throw water on the coals Another wave of steam, your head begins to spin Tiger balm was great, but now the heat is gone Time to make the mad dash to the freezing lake Careful not to stub your toe, don't trip on a vine Whoop it up and dive on in… the water's fine! You're naked, you're naked, you're butt, butt naked! You're naked, you're naked, got no clothing on You're naked, you're naked, you're butt, butt naked! You're naked, you're naked, till the break of dawn Floating on the water as you come back to earth Someone's strumming Neil Young on that guitar now Trying to remember where you stashed your clothes Doesn't really matter, you don't need them now Walk up to the fire, it's as high as the sky To warm your bag of bones by the mighty flame What do you think you'll see surrounding the blaze? A bunch of other naked butts just doing the same! We're naked, we're naked, we're butt, butt naked! We're naked, we're naked, let it all hang out We're naked, we're naked, we're butt, butt naked! We're naked, we're naked, it's what it's all about We're naked, we're naked, we're butt, butt naked! We're naked, we're naked, it's all hanging out We're naked, we're naked, we're butt, butt naked! Naked, naked, naked, Butt, butt, butt, butt, butt!
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