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Who Was in My Room Last Night? Video (MV)




"Who Was in My Room Last Night?" is the opening track from American rock band Butthole Surfers' sixth album, Independent Worm Saloon. A remixed version, known as the "Tate or Tot Mix", was released on the CD magazine Volume Eight.

The music video was directed by William Stobaugh, and animated by Tom Holleran and Wes Archer. The video depicts a man who drives to a bar where the Butthole Surfers are performing the song. He orders a drink from the bartender (played by Flea of the Red Hot Chili Peppers) and, upon consuming it, experiences some bizarre hallucinations, mostly involving the bar's waitress (played by Therese Kablan), who is depicted as the man's girlfriend, a nurse, and a series of creatures, before he apparently gets into a car crash and is last seen falling down a void of cartoon skulls.

Many of the hallucinatory images are taken from the works of artist Robert Williams.

The video was shown in the Beavis and Butt-head episode "No Laughing", and was received very enthusiastically by the duo.
-Wikipedia
Performed By: Butthole Surfers
From Album: Independent Worm Saloon
Genre(s): Hard rock, grunge
Language: English
Length: 4:09
Written by: Gibson Jerome Haynes, Jeffrey Pinkus, Paul Leary Walthall, Jeffrey Coffey
Produced by: John Paul Jones, Butthole Surfers
Year: 1993
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Butthole Surfers - Who Was in My Room Last Night? Lyrics
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I'm flying
I'm flying (I'm flying)
I'm flying (I'm flying)
I'm flying (I'm flying)
Flying away (I'm flying away)

I'm flying (I'm flying)
I'm flying (I'm flying)
I'm flying (I'm flying)
I'm flying (I'm flying)
I'm flying (I'm flying)
I'm flying (I'm flying)
I'm flying

All night long, my body burned
The sheets were wet and cold
The lights were on, my eyes were gone
And at any second I'd lose control

The pounding on my windows
Was just the pounding in my head
I wonder who was in my room that night
Who the hell was in my bed? Aw

There must have been a body there
I swear I felt some flesh
It took a little time, but I figured they were mine
There were fingers going down my chest

My mouth went through the ceiling
And my body fell to the floor
I couldn't find a key 'cause there was no hole I could see
And someone had moved the door, aw

The cops, the priest, the crisis line
And no one really had a clue
No one to tell us who was touchin' me
Or exactly what I should do

My throat was dry, my hopes were high
But nothing really ever got said
Who was in my room that night?
Who the hell was in my bed? Aw
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English

I'm flying
I'm flying (I'm flying)
I'm flying (I'm flying)
I'm flying (I'm flying)
Flying away (I'm flying away)

I'm flying (I'm flying)
I'm flying (I'm flying)
I'm flying (I'm flying)
I'm flying (I'm flying)
I'm flying (I'm flying)
I'm flying (I'm flying)
I'm flying

All night long, my body burned
The sheets were wet and cold
The lights were on, my eyes were gone
And at any second I'd lose control

The pounding on my windows
Was just the pounding in my head
I wonder who was in my room that night
Who the hell was in my bed? Aw

There must have been a body there
I swear I felt some flesh
It took a little time, but I figured they were mine
There were fingers going down my chest

My mouth went through the ceiling
And my body fell to the floor
I couldn't find a key 'cause there was no hole I could see
And someone had moved the door, aw

The cops, the priest, the crisis line
And no one really had a clue
No one to tell us who was touchin' me
Or exactly what I should do

My throat was dry, my hopes were high
But nothing really ever got said
Who was in my room that night?
Who the hell was in my bed? Aw
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Writer: Gibson Jerome Haynes, Jeffrey Pinkus, Paul Leary Walthall, Jeffrey Coffey
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management



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