| Song | Little Pieces Of Seaweed |
| Artist | Steve Vai |
| Album | Flex-Able Leftovers |
| 作词 : Kutcher, Vai | |
| You're lookin' for trouble | |
| You've come to the right place | |
| Come on baby, smack the smegma | |
| All across the place because... | |
| I took little pieces of seaweed | |
| and I caused stretch marks to appear all over your little body. | |
| Yes I did. I really did. It was all over your body. | |
| Eh, your body looked like a road map, and my best friend got so confused, | |
| He thought you were doubting Thomas and put his fingers in your holes that I left there | |
| After I beat you up with an axe. | |
| I looked at you and I suppose that you'd like to stick a pair of speakers in my throat | |
| Because you don't like the way I speak. Of course you don't. | |
| Why don't you put me in overdrive and we'll get in treble. We'll have triplets together. | |
| We'll have to talk to the staff about it. Oh, I'm so flat; I'm so flat; I'm so flat; I'm so flat. | |
| Ah, you're under arrest. You're under arrest. | |
| You're under arrest for smiling in Sector V, now; don't step across the line. | |
| Take off your clothes. Put your buttocks in your pocket and spread your hands. | |
| Now bend over. Now bend over. Bend over, bend over and spread those cheeks. | |
| Bend over and spread those cheeks. Bend over and spread those cheeks. Bend over and spread those cheeks. | |
| I'm going to insert my notes from an isotope that I scored off Einstein | |
| While he peeled off his pimples with plutonium. Why can't he perform the way he did earlier? (Well, I'll tell you). What's wrong with him? He's lost his style; he's lost his spunk; he's no good; he's funk. | |
| He smells like a cowbell. He has the personality of a road accident. He has the IQ of salamander sweat. | |
| And he smells like stale cat piss shoved intravenously through the IV of an aging welfare patient. | |
| Welfare, all fare, we're all fair on this universe, | |
| And I've got a ticket to ride you any time I want because I'm abusive. | |
| Don't cry at me with your wah-wah pedal. | |
| Don't plug in your amplifier and tell me you paid your dues. | |
| Don't tell me you went for this guy's act and you went for your own fame. | |
| Don't tell me that I'm to blame. | |
| And I took little pieces of seaweed. | |
| I took little pieces of seaweed. I took little pieces of seaweed. | |
| I took little, I took little pieces of seaweed. Pieces of seaweed. | |
| I took little pieces of seaweed. Pieces of. | |
| I took little pieces of seaweed and I caused stretch marks to appear all over your little body. | |
| Yes I did. I really did. It was all over your body. | |
| Eh, eh, your body looked like a road map, and my best friend got so confused, | |
| he thought you were a doubting Thomas and he put his fingers in your holes that I left there | |
| After I beat you up with an axe. | |
| And he put you in the car, and he drove you down to Sylmar to meet this guy who used to play for the big guy. | |
| You know, the big guy. I'll be Frank with ya, ya know. (Snork) But, no. | |
| It wasn't good enough for her. She wanted a sensitive guy. | |
| So I fuckin' took her out to the beach and I put some sandpaper in the KY Jelly -- | |
| because you always hurt the ones you love. (Oh, that's why you beat her up with an axe). | |
| I let the pelicans, I let the pelicans, have their way with her. (I'm over here, Shorts. Here Shorts...). | |
| And I threatened her with a pelican. I threatened her with a pelican. | |
| Don't tell me that I'm to blame. Ya tell me, tell me, tell me, ya tell me you're so good; | |
| you tell me you're so fine; you tell me you're so wonderful; you tell me you're sublime. | |
| You tell me you're so good; you tell me you're so fine; you tell me you're so wonderful; | |
| you tell me you're sublime, sublime, sublime, sublime, sublime. Eh ha, eh ha, ha, ha, eh, ha ha... | |
| And he judges. He judges. | |
| He says what's good and what's right, and what's good and what's right, | |
| and what's good and what's right, and what's good as what's right. | |
| He says, “This product will sell many units in that demographical area”. | |
| And I took little pieces of seaweed and I caused stretch marks to appear all over your little body. | |
| Yes I did; yes I did; yes I did; yes I did.... |
| zuò cí : Kutcher, Vai | |
| You' re lookin' for trouble | |
| You' ve come to the right place | |
| Come on baby, smack the smegma | |
| All across the place because... | |
| I took little pieces of seaweed | |
| and I caused stretch marks to appear all over your little body. | |
| Yes I did. I really did. It was all over your body. | |
| Eh, your body looked like a road map, and my best friend got so confused, | |
| He thought you were doubting Thomas and put his fingers in your holes that I left there | |
| After I beat you up with an axe. | |
| I looked at you and I suppose that you' d like to stick a pair of speakers in my throat | |
| Because you don' t like the way I speak. Of course you don' t. | |
| Why don' t you put me in overdrive and we' ll get in treble. We' ll have triplets together. | |
| We' ll have to talk to the staff about it. Oh, I' m so flat I' m so flat I' m so flat I' m so flat. | |
| Ah, you' re under arrest. You' re under arrest. | |
| You' re under arrest for smiling in Sector V, now don' t step across the line. | |
| Take off your clothes. Put your buttocks in your pocket and spread your hands. | |
| Now bend over. Now bend over. Bend over, bend over and spread those cheeks. | |
| Bend over and spread those cheeks. Bend over and spread those cheeks. Bend over and spread those cheeks. | |
| I' m going to insert my notes from an isotope that I scored off Einstein | |
| While he peeled off his pimples with plutonium. Why can' t he perform the way he did earlier? Well, I' ll tell you. What' s wrong with him? He' s lost his style he' s lost his spunk he' s no good he' s funk. | |
| He smells like a cowbell. He has the personality of a road accident. He has the IQ of salamander sweat. | |
| And he smells like stale cat piss shoved intravenously through the IV of an aging welfare patient. | |
| Welfare, all fare, we' re all fair on this universe, | |
| And I' ve got a ticket to ride you any time I want because I' m abusive. | |
| Don' t cry at me with your wahwah pedal. | |
| Don' t plug in your amplifier and tell me you paid your dues. | |
| Don' t tell me you went for this guy' s act and you went for your own fame. | |
| Don' t tell me that I' m to blame. | |
| And I took little pieces of seaweed. | |
| I took little pieces of seaweed. I took little pieces of seaweed. | |
| I took little, I took little pieces of seaweed. Pieces of seaweed. | |
| I took little pieces of seaweed. Pieces of. | |
| I took little pieces of seaweed and I caused stretch marks to appear all over your little body. | |
| Yes I did. I really did. It was all over your body. | |
| Eh, eh, your body looked like a road map, and my best friend got so confused, | |
| he thought you were a doubting Thomas and he put his fingers in your holes that I left there | |
| After I beat you up with an axe. | |
| And he put you in the car, and he drove you down to Sylmar to meet this guy who used to play for the big guy. | |
| You know, the big guy. I' ll be Frank with ya, ya know. Snork But, no. | |
| It wasn' t good enough for her. She wanted a sensitive guy. | |
| So I fuckin' took her out to the beach and I put some sandpaper in the KY Jelly | |
| because you always hurt the ones you love. Oh, that' s why you beat her up with an axe. | |
| I let the pelicans, I let the pelicans, have their way with her. I' m over here, Shorts. Here Shorts.... | |
| And I threatened her with a pelican. I threatened her with a pelican. | |
| Don' t tell me that I' m to blame. Ya tell me, tell me, tell me, ya tell me you' re so good | |
| you tell me you' re so fine you tell me you' re so wonderful you tell me you' re sublime. | |
| You tell me you' re so good you tell me you' re so fine you tell me you' re so wonderful | |
| you tell me you' re sublime, sublime, sublime, sublime, sublime. Eh ha, eh ha, ha, ha, eh, ha ha... | |
| And he judges. He judges. | |
| He says what' s good and what' s right, and what' s good and what' s right, | |
| and what' s good and what' s right, and what' s good as what' s right. | |
| He says, " This product will sell many units in that demographical area". | |
| And I took little pieces of seaweed and I caused stretch marks to appear all over your little body. | |
| Yes I did yes I did yes I did yes I did.... |