Thank You Buttholes

I have come to the realization that I cannot accomplish anything that requires physical energy without listening to the Butthole Surfers. I wish I knew how to put a song up so you could hear what I mean, because I am sure you would agree that while scrubbing a floor or grouting a floor or sweating at the gym, there is nothing more invigorating than singing along with "I saw an x-ray of a girl passing gas" or "What're you doing? Chewing chocolate. Where'd you get it? Doggy dropped it." Or chanting along with "I don't give a fuck about the FBI. I don't give a fuck about the CIA. " or "What do they know about love? The jingle of a dog's collar would be good right here." And all backed by great guitar work. I just can't get enough.