karoliena
karoliena and erich take the stage.both look to be about 4 sheets to the wind.this is probably due to their moonshine chugging contest before hitting the stage. karolinea grabs the mic to adress the crowd. " hello! hows everyone tonight?" she asks.
the crowd yells various answers. along with the phrase that's become the motto of the tour, " show us yer boobs!"
karoliena wags her finger." you naughty little,monkeys! i'm taken!...but in the spirit of rock and roll...." she lifts up he shirt to cheers,that rapidly dwindle into dissapointment. as she is wearing a wifebeater under her shirt. still,she is very impressive in the tight tank top." ok,tonight erich has to sing to his lady,so i'll only be doing one song."
the crowd reaction is less than favorable.
"oh come now,lets let him have his moment!" karoliena counts to three and she and erich start into
baby,you can drive my hearse.a very 60's girlgroup sounding tune that has the metal heads dancing in the aisles....even if they will deny it tomorrow.
erich at the bar
erich takes the mic,clearly chewing on his treasured peyote. "i wrote these two about a special lady in my life.miss ada von wannemaker! and seriously,if anyone asks to see her boobs,i will fucking cut you." erich produces a rather impressive switchblade from his back pocket." that shit isnt cool,and she doesnt like it....ok.this is
Requiem pf an ada nature. the song is very disjointed,it speeds up and slows down at odd times,and it sounds like tom waits singing to a defective carnival organ.
You're the Siamese twin,long cut from me.
Carefully cut..
surgically.
So come with me,on this Calcutta night. We'll go digging in the graveyard,
we won't have to dig far.
They don't bury them deep.
to save on heat- ing oil.
be my ghoul,and I'll be your boil.
Lets go to bedlam,and poke the nuts with sticks.
Pay 'em a penny to take their required licks.
Unless that nut is me,
then I hope you'll spring me free.
We'll tear through the night in a stolen Cadillac,
Give em the finger,baby.
we ain't coming back.
after that song is over,and the crowd is thorougly confused. erich picks up his familiar gretsch. "ok,this is my last tune...its a bit more....typical of me.i aint got a title for it. we'll just call it......fuck if i know,it's about ada.thats all you need to know.
the song is typical psychobilly.the sleaziness of the music matches the lyrics perfectly.
]Wrap your arms around me
I'll return the favor.
I'll kiss you now,
I'll kiss you later.
I'm gonna eat you like alligator
You got Candy apple lips.
You got Corvette hips
You got dagmar......yeah!
You give me love in spades.
I love you back,so we got it made.
Putting nothin off to tomorrow
We want it today.
You got Candy apple lips.
You got Corvette hips
You got dagmar......yeah!