This thread was inspired by JamesS.‘s post on the Toque Lime Thread where he made up new lyrics for the Harry Nilsson song ‘Coconut’: “You put the lime in the coke and den you sniff 'em both up, You put the lime in the coke, you called Roderick, woke 'im up Said Roderick (is there nothing I can take) Rooooooderick (to relieve this nasal ache)” I thought it might be fun (and non-contentious) to have a thread with real or imagined lyrics about snuff. I’ll start with a real one: “Tell Fats and Washboard Sam, that everybody gonna to jam Tell Shaky and Boxcar Joe, we got sawdust on the floor Tell Peg and Caroline Dye, we gonna have a time When the fish scent fill the air, there’ll be snuff juice everywhere We gonna pitch a wang dang doodle all night long” Howlin’ Wolf/Koko Taylor: Wang Dang Doodle. Anyone got any more?
Oh hell, I’ll give it another crack… Oh say can you sneeze From the scotch’s nic bite What so proudly we snuffed At the forum’s last meeting? Whose broad stripes of bright snot Through the handkerchiefs white O’er the nostrils we watched Were so nastily streaming? And the left eye’s red glare Dry toasts bursting in air Gave proof through the night That our smashbox was there Oh say does that brown-speckled handkerchief yet wave O’er a pinch of HDT (Dholakia White if you’re brave)?
Good one James. Now lets just hope that some “uber patriot” doesn’t take this thread off on a tangent because they think you somehow “desecrated” the star spangled banner. I love it though.
Thanks, snuffegnugen! Ya know, I was thinking of starting off with a disclaimer, but I reckoned people would see it as it is; a joke. But just in case: Folks, I’m glad to be an American, I like my country just fine, but let’s never forget that our national anthem was set to the tune of “To Anacreon in Heav’n”, an old English drinking song. So apparently Congress didn’t mind that a bit when they made it our official national anthem in 1931. Anyhoo, no offense intended and happy snuffing! Who’s got another snuffy tune?
Come and listen to my story ‘bout a man named Jed A poor mountaineer,but he kept his nose fed then one day he was surfing online, where he found snuffhouse was filled with his kind Well, the next thing you know old Jed’s reading up learning that the world is full o’ different snuff so he started buying all the different types that he could but he was spending more money than his wife said he should So Jed just had to say goodbye to her and all her kin but he found a snuffin’ woman he’s been living with in sin Out o wedlock that is, no ties, good times.
Hee! And in keeping with TV shows by Paul Henning… Snuffhouse.org is the place to be snootin’ Schmalzlers is the life for me Tins scattered, my nostrils flared wide Keep the cigs, just gimme that pinch o’ dry Ok, now somebody come up with one for Petticoat Junction and we’ll have a trifecta here…
This is an ode to Pieter’s Karoosnuff, with lyrics stolen directly from the captain kangaroo show Colorful, magical, wonderful, WOW! The snuff is coming- just look for it now! Super, sensational, special and new, The snuff is coming, it’s something for you… Here comes snuff Karoo! Take a snort… gonna love it… Havin’ fun… so much of it… snuff karoo is new-- It’ll make this day so great for you! Colorful, magical, wonderful, WOW! The snuff is coming- just look for it now! Super, sensational, special and new, The snuff is here, and you’re gonna love it… SNUFF KAROO!
Guys, those were most excellent! Keep 'em coming…
Lets snuff some Toque said Rodrick one day With the SPs and Toasts we won’t go away They might mind, but let 'em go They won’t suss us, they’ll never know Lets snuff some Toque said Rodrick one day Lets snuff some Toque said Rodrick one day Lets snuff some Toque said Rodrick one day You fight for your right To snuff some again So many snuffs and e-shops around Toasts and menthols so wonderfully ground Burnt out cigs like empty shells With bans and PACT it’s just a mortal hell Lets snuff some Toque said Rodrick one day Lets snuff some Toque said Rodrick one day Lets snuff some Toque said Rodrick one day You fight for your right To snuff some again How they did it no one will ever know But the Berwick Brown continues to flow The people arise and demand no bull Happy campers when the snuffbox’s full Lets snuff some Toque said Rodrick one day Lets snuff some Toque said Rodrick one day Lets snuff some Toque said Rodrick one day You fight for your right To snuff some again
Just today I found out that track number 3 on Slayer’s new album “World Painted Blood” is called “snuff”. I know the song has nothing to do with tobacco, but I had to mention it.
This is a song by Mike Snider you may find interesting if you haven’t heard it already… Snuff Dipper Mike Snider G A7 Over there in Gleason Tennessee, where I was born and raised D G I used to take a moonlight stroll in the pasture where the milk cows graze One night there she was, sitting up on the fence I grinned at her, she grinned back, I could tell she had some sense Said,“I’m real pleased to meet ya, Mam. You look like a diamond in the rough.” She said,“Shut up your fancy talk and give me a pinch of that snuff.” Well I’m gonna have to admit now, I was just a little bit surprised When I handed her that box of snuff, there was love in that woman’s eyes C G Snuff dipper, snuff dipper, it’s the story of my life D G Snuff dipper, snuff dipper, bet she’d make me a wonderful wife So I courted that gal in the tater patch, I courted her in the sorghum cane I kissed her in the sunshine, I even kissed her out in the rain First time I kissed them snuff-stained lips we was sittin’ on a holler log She had breath on her that would stifle a Hampshire hog I said, “Whoo! What a pucker! You really know your stuff.” She said, “You didn’t want no kiss at all. You just stole my pinch of snuff.” Then one night, when the time was right, I said, “Sweety, we ought to get wise. Two can dip just as cheap as one if we’s to get that giant economy size.” So we went to the preacher’s house, I said, “Preacher, we’d like to get wed.” He tied the knot, said, “Like her or not, she’s yours 'til you’re plum dead.” I said, " Here, lemme pay you something. Reckon a dollar’d be enough?" He said, “Naw, just keep your money, boy, and gimme a dip of that snuff.” Well, I got me a level headed woman now, she’s the sweetest thing in the South Reason I know she’s level headed, I seen it running out of both sides of her mouth.