"The Four Whores, Man!" genre: Spiritual Country
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	The First Country ballad from the debut album (1979) that came after the second album (And Something For Nothing - 1978)
	CD: Fag 'Em All   Label: We_R_Not_A_Real_Record_Company Credits: Mother Ruhama Butcher Blood
	Story Behind the Song This is a song which was released back in 1979, With the original band members of OOB - But as you an all see - they never realy existed. In a matter of fact - We invented them - to make people think we had a band back in 1979 (Most of us weren't even in the age of 6 back then). We took places in Annonymus group of Fictional band member but ruined the sessions because we broke the distrcation and told everyone who asked us who we are (And told their families who they were). This song was written about the great MTV party in the island that used to be ground zero for nuclear tests - and about the corraption of the govermants that ruled the place (Who was very small to group of fat assholes as us) The band in this sessions were : Miss Butcher blood (Yes ! The sister of the famose lord Slaughter red) - vocals and Sword swinging (She can sing like a man... in fact - she used to be man) Scary Word! - Drums and perception Fuzzy nuts - lead guitar Necroass - Led guitar and nylon strings (and bags) Fancy pants - Bass guitar Undertakeover - Lousy rythm guitar that was cut off the song because the guy sucks ass big time ! Moses - Delivrer of the jewish people Ass of death - Keyboard (But tough keyboard !) Baby bans - the fan (the 2nd fan...wanna be our first ?) Offel lord - Flyers and corpse paint. Rob Halford - is gay. You - another setisfied costumer... Me - Faled in Englisch. Lyrics I'm hangin' with my homies in Ibiza, Where all the chicks are placed, And when the night come down, I know I'm feeling quite o'sad. Bring us a hoocker, fill us with beer, I know it would be cheaper, than renting Adir, I think they got misplaced, my message in a box, Cuz instead of one, they sent me their full house. Chorus They Gave me the four whores, man I know it's gonna be expensive They gave me the four whores, man I guess I should have been protected. (Solo: Fuzzy Nuts) Now I have three children, A daughter and two sons, All of them are nigros, Haval li al hazman, Maybe I should run away, and f**k these assholes, but no one ever run away from this four f**king whores. Chorus X2

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