Their 1995 first official studio album, Use Your Fingers, broke them into the mainstream. They have toured constantly. The band is perhaps now best known for their 1999 dance music satire "The Bad Touch" (a top 40 hit in multiple nations such as Australia, Norway, Sweden, and more) and their 2005 pop punk / power pop track "Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo" (also a European hit), along with their 1996 breakthrough song "Fire Water Burn".
Their fifth and final studio album, Hard-Off, was released on December 18, 2015 via bandleader Jimmy Pop's label Jimmy Franks Recording Company.
In an interview with the German site Promiflash at the end of 2017, Bass player Jared Hennegan stated that the band had broken up in 2013 after the Ukraine and Russia incidents. In July 2023, Jimmy Pop said that he was still working on making Bloodhound Gang music and that the band has not broken up.
Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo
Bloodhound Gang Lyrics
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In the ham wallet
Cattle prod the oyster ditch
With the lap rocket
Batter-dip the cranny axe
In the gut locker
Retro-fit the pudding hatch, ooh la la
With the boink swatter
If I get you in the loop
When I make a point to be straight with you then
In lieu of the innuendo, in the end, know my intent though
I Brazilian wax poetic, so pathetically
I don't wanna beat around the bush
Foxtrot uniform Charlie Kilo
Foxtrot uniform Charlie Kilo
Marinate the nether rod
In the squish mitten
Power drill the yippee bog
With the dude piston
Pressure wash the quiver bone
In the bitch wrinkle
Cannonball the fiddle cove, ooh la la
With the pork steeple,
If I get you in the loop
When I make a point to be straight with you then
In lieu of the innuendo, in the end, know my intent though
I Brazilian wax poetic, so pathetically
I don't wanna beat around the bush
Foxtrot uniform Charlie Kilo
Foxtrot uniform Charlie Kilo
Put the you-know-what in the you-know-where
Put the you-know-what in the you-know-where
Put the you-know-what in the you-know-where
Put the you-know-what in the you-know-where pronto
The lyrics to Bloodhound Gang's "Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo" are riddled with sexual innuendos and double entendres, making it somewhat difficult to decipher their true meaning. The song is essentially a humorous take on sexual acts, with each line conveying a different euphemism for a particular act.
In the first stanza, "vulcanize the whoopee stick in the ham wallet" refers to the act of putting a condom on a penis inside a vagina. "Cattle prod the oyster ditch with the lap rocket" could mean using a vibrator on a woman's clitoris. "Batter-dip the cranny axe in the gut locker" could be interpreted as dipping a finger in a woman's anus.
The second stanza continues with more euphemisms for sexual acts, such as "marinate the nether rod in the squish mitten" which could mean to have sex with a woman. "Power drill the yippee bog with the dude piston" could refer to rough sex or any possibly painful encounter. "Pressure wash the quiver bone in the bitch wrinkle" might be referencing cunnilingus.
Overall, the lyrics are intentionally vulgar and indecent, and the context is purely sexual. It can be interpreted as juvenile or comedic, although it may be offensive to some.
Line by Line Meaning
Vulcanize the whoopee stick
In the ham wallet
Have safe sex by wearing a condom, protect your genitalia
Cattle prod the oyster ditch
With the lap rocket
Stimulate female genitalia with penis
Batter-dip the cranny axe
In the gut locker
Have anal sex, but clean yourself before
Retro-fit the pudding hatch, ooh la la
With the boink swatter
Have oral sex and use protection to avoid STDs
If I get you in the loop
When I make a point to be straight with you then
In lieu of the innuendo, in the end, know my intent though
I brazilian wax poetic, so pathetically
I don't wanna beat around the bush
I will communicate honestly and openly with you, without using indirect language or metaphors
Foxtrot uniform Charlie Kilo
Foxtrot uniform Charlie Kilo
The song's title, which is a code for 'F.U.C.K.'
Marinate the nether rod
In the squish mitten
Have sex and enjoy your partner's body
Power drill the yippee bog
With the dude piston
Have sex aggressively and with physical force
Pressure wash the quiver bone
In the bitch wrinkle
Have sex near or inside a woman's vagina, but clean yourself first
Cannonball the fiddle cove, ooh la la
With the pork steeple
Have sex and enjoy each other's bodies, but use protection
Put the you-know-what in the you-know-where
Put the you-know-what in the you-know-where
Put the you-know-what in the you-know-where
Put the you-know-what in the you-know-where pronto
Have sex, but avoid using vulgar language to refer to body parts
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: JAMES M. FRANKS, JARED VICTOR HENNEGAN
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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Vulcanize the whoopee stick
In the ham wallet
Cattle prod the oyster ditch
With the lap rocket
Batter-dip the cranny axe
In the gut locker
Retro-fit the pudding hatch, ooh la la
With the boink swatter
If I get you in the loop
When I make a point to be straight with you then
In lieu of the innuendo, in the end, know my intent though
I Brazilian wax poetic, so pathetically
I don't wanna beat around the bush
Foxtrot uniform Charlie Kilo
Foxtrot uniform Charlie Kilo
Marinate the nether rod
In the squish mitten
Power drill the yippee bog
With the dude piston
Pressure wash the quiver bone
In the bitch wrinkle
Cannonball the fiddle cove, ooh la la
With the pork steeple,
If I get you in the loop
When I make a point to be straight with you then
In lieu of the innuendo, in the end, know my intent though
I Brazilian wax poetic, so pathetically
I don't wanna beat around the bush
Foxtrot uniform Charlie Kilo
Foxtrot uniform Charlie Kilo
Put the you-know-what in the you-know-where
Put the you-know-what in the you-know-where
Put the you-know-what in the you-know-where
Put the you-know-what in the you-know-where pronto
@lo1079
Hello Franks?
Jimmy Pop: Hello Mother Dear.
Mum: Hi Jim. What're you doin?
J: I'm tryna find words that rhyme with vagina.
M: Oh...Ppfs...lima, like lima bean?
J: How bout that er, that teenage witch, Sabryna?
M: No, that's a made up word Jim. [Pause] Why don't you change the word vagina to something else?
J: Like box, or pussy or cun...
M: Oh Jim!!
@JabroneyDirt
Fun fact : this is their only song that was on MTV that had no censored words. That's some irony right there
Update: Eminem had to cuss in his raps to sell records, well me too, so fuck Will Smith. -jimmy pop
@MrRobertjohn15
Not a bad gig to have
@alistairwatt8767
they even censored the word ''doggy'' in bad touch...
@Haferflaffal
@@alistairwatt8767 yeah, painful
@Haferflaffal
*F*oxtrot *U*inform *C*harlie *K*ilo
Put the y'know what, in the y'know where
Etc.
It's not irony, it's stupidity
@wademyers6598
Neat. Good fact
@SuperVolsung
The world I'm from doesn't exist anymore but this song helps me remember
@jpm4757
Couldn't have said it better.
@cruiseito2417
I also feel the same.
@chrispurse3931
On point my friend.