Buñuel's Secret Recipe
I took a little trip around the world today
I met a little girl who had a lot to say
And I didn't speak her language and she did not speak ours
But we needed no translator when we got drunk in the bar
We ran with the bulls in the streets of Pamplona
And we partied with the mafia in ol' Bologna
We went up to Bavaria and drank a lot of beer
I'm glad to be away from you and over here
We greased up our bodies on the isle of Crete
And we mimicked all the mimes in gay Paris
We journeyed into Amsterdam and sat in a cafe
We got so goddamn loaded we did not know what to say
We were nighted by the queen in Buckingham Palace
So we crowned her right back with a croquet mallet
We had ourselves a threesome with a leprechaun
We could have had a foursome but you were long gone
Dave "Dove" Wade: drums
Steve Yunker: bass
Eric J. Nelson: guitars, organ, vox