Appears on: Soup, Letters from a Porcupine, Galaxie single

Recorded at: Kingsway Studios, New Orleans, Ultrasonic Studios, New Orleans

Produced by: Andy Wallace and Blind Melon

Brad: bass
Christopher: guitar
Glen: drums
Rogers: guitar
Shannon: vocals

Live Performances:  played often on the Soup tour. This song was also performed at Woodstock '94.

Notes:
This was about a tour bus driver who had really really bad breath.

Lyrics:
Hair raising shake you're much too late
you should have jumped a couple of cars before
Now if I may I'll walk away
I'm selling Silly Putty door to door
Up on the roof it seems to help
If I can keep a little bit of disease
As its feeding on me
You see it's bringing me to my knees
As we all wilt
Watching you wilt
Come right away and help me bathe away
the filthy feeling, frigid and cold
Biting my nails to the fairy tales
About the magic monkey's total control
I got Indian Ken anis fleabag friends
With their buckets full of elephant ears
And he's breathing on me
His breath is bringing me to my knees
As we all wilt
Watching you wilt