1. |
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Spent my nights in pursuit
My days in regret
Running through the means and reasons to forget
Don't come round
And tell me what you've heard
No one knows it better all the things that I deserve
There's a freedom that comes from knowing your worth
Even if it's dirt
Don't make that face
Anyone can see
We can't all be winners and that's ok with me
Just let go
Forget about me
My story should have ended in that desert overseas
There's a freedom that comes from knowing your worth
Even if it's dirt
What kind of fortune
Could I be worthy of
I've squandered every head start and spoiled every love
They're invisible things
These lives that we lead
Our greatest value lies between the soil and the seed
There's a freedom that comes from knowing your worth
Even if it's dirt
There's a peace that comes from knowing your worth
Even if it hurts
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Verse 1
Girl, once upon a time I was smooth
I’d take you out wining dining to impress you
But I’m versatile now that I’ve walked you down the aisle
There’s a new guy who you get to meet
Already swept you off your feet
So pass the broom I’ll sweep the floor
If I’m with you it’s not a chore
Chorus
Pleasure to meet you
You’re lookin at a new man
I’m not your boyfriend
Cuz now I’m your husband, yeah
I am your husband
Verse 2
I swear, if I’m around then you will never
Need to worry bout emptying the dishwasher
And let me tell you all about our joint checking account
And how there’s nothing that is half as fun
As going on a Costco run
Or changing diapers when they stink
Then scouring the bathroom sink
Chorus
Pleasure to meet you
You’re lookin at a new man
I’m not your boyfriend
Cuz now I’m your husband, yeah
I am your husband
Bridge
To be the man that I love, you betta be gettin rid of
All of ya childish and wildest romantic dreams
Wake up familiarize ya self with these domestic machines
Ya queen don’t need a bouquet she needs to spend the whole day
Just relaxin, baskin, in somethin loose-waisted
Home cooked dishes better than she ever tasted
Husband? Okay we made a pact
I need a new man, a true man, and that’s a fact, word
Chorus
Pleasure to meet you
You’re lookin at a new man
I’m not your boyfriend
Cuz now I’m your husband, yeah
I am your husband
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Ask for introductions, and I’m coming up short;
Oh Lord, save my face.
I’m content to be the person that the party ignores,
And I’ve always been that way.
I come from a long line of loners;
I’ve never been good at making friends.
It’s a pleasure to meet you;
I’m so sorry.
First impressions are hard...
Let’s start again.
A handshake, a hello, a nervous reply.
My mouth is full of marbles, and my throat has gone dry.
I’ve never been good at conversation.
I’ve always been bad at reaching out...
It’s a pleasure to meet you;
I’m so sorry.
I can’t get my foot
Out of my mouth.
I’m standing in the corner, staying out of the way
It shouldn’t be this hard to find the right thing to say
You’re looking for connection - I’m looking away…
Ask for introductions, and there’s nothing to tell.
I stammer and I stutter and I’m flustered as hell.
I’m getting so tired of overthinking…
I wish I could get out of my head!
It’s a pleasure to meet you;
I’m so sorry.
First impressions are hard…
Let’s start again.
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You know, I never hit rock bottom
But I wish I had
I never lacked for health or food or shelter
I should be glad
What would remain of me if all those little luxuries were gone
My name is Jon and I’m an addict (Hi, Jon)
After every satisfaction
It’s like, “What’s next?”
I’ve eaten junk, blacked out drunk
Sabotaged close friendships with sex
The night before a deadline I’ll play games on my computer until dawn
My name is Jon and I’m a liar (Hi, Jon)
I never even touched the hard stuff
Can’t even picture what it’d do to me
No pleasure ever adds up to enough
To make it through to me
Suppose she wakes tomorrow knowing
I don’t deserve her grace?
What vices will I turn to when she can’t even
Look me in the face?
I won’t argue with the splinters of guitars across the lawn
When justice catches up to me for my unconscionable con
Will I look back and have to wonder, God, what was I even on?
My name is Jon and I’m an addict (Hi, Jon)
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hello, you may remember
the man I was before
but it’s been twelve long months
since I last stepped out my door
now hibernation’s over
I’m jumping off the shelf
I used the whole damn year
to reinvent myself
so forget all you knew
if you knew anything at all
it’s no longer true
I’ve had a reinstall
I lacked confidence
now I am in your face
I had no ambition
now I’m here to win the race
I used to drag my heels
now I walk through fire
I used to be an honest man
now I am a liar
all your old complaints
I have taken them on board
I took some guitar lessons
even learned a new chord
I hope you can adjust
to what I have become
it’s victory or bust
I’ve only just begun
so forget all you know
if you know anything
let your preconceptions go
and listen to me sing
I lacked confidence
now I am in your face
I had no ambition
now I’m here to win the race
I used to drag my heels
now I walk through fire
I used to be an honest man
now I am a liar
I’m taking your ass to the dancefloor
I’m revitalised, shiny and new
I’m giving you all that you asked for
who really cares if it’s true?
I lacked confidence
now I am in your face
I had no ambition
now I’m here to win the race
I used to drag my heels
now I walk through fire
I used to be an honest man
now I am a liar
I lacked confidence
now I am in your face
I had no ambition
now I’m here to win the race
I used to drag my heels
now I walk through fire
I used to be an honest man
now I am a liar
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6. |
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Songs as math problems do distract from fever dreams
In the bedrooms where all we do is sleep and sing
In caves we abide
Found our purpose,
(and porpoises for days,
When it’s high tide)
Make our music,
make news and mayonnaise
Earning high praise
We know all the angles and we add them perfectly
Constructing cat’s cradles, sudoku, ESP
Surround time bombs with cover songs, familiar harmony
Strike the gear and disappear, detonate remotely
Finding a voice
There is no question
It’s best to follow bliss
The only good choice
When the popscene
cannot see the jist
Of what music is
We know all the angles and we add them perfectly
Constructing cat’s cradles, sudoku, ESP
Surround time bombs with cover songs, familiar harmony
Strike the gear and disappear, detonate remotely
“Must have chops, hair, bad-boy image, and a car”
--Must cut and paste the charts to unfold a star
Songs as math problems do distract from fever dreams
In the bedrooms where all we do is sleep and sing
We know all the angles and we add them perfectly
Constructing cat’s cradles, sudoku, ESP
Surround time bombs with cover songs, familiar harmony
Strike the gear and disappear, detonate remotely
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7. |
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Hello I am a biped
Accident of time
Made of successive
Adaptations to the clime
Celestial navigation
Love a twinkling guide
Bout my destination
Won’t go asking that night sky
Hey I’m a bricklayer
Building up a wall
Maybe a peacemaker
Or coxswain of the fall
[Instrumental]
My work starts at sunrise
Building brick by brick
Heady nights In hindsight
I’m an architect
Celestial navigation
Love a twinkling guide
Bout my destination
Won’t go asking that night sky
Like molecules and termites
I have a simple plan
Joining yall feels right
The rest aint in my hands
Celestial navigation
Love a twinkling guide
Bout my destination
Won’t go asking that night sky
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8. |
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Do you see the shade I throw?
My fluorescence is a blinding light
Together we’re like Michelangelo-oh
A hero in a half pan
Colouring the fight
We take flight
Shine so bright
What you see before your eyes
Isn’t all that’s there
The picture that I paint
Is only half a prayer
Reflected on the wall you’ll see
What’s not on show
It’s a hot hot hot
Hot Pink Halo
Do you like the way I flow?
My bloom casts a heady spell
They call me Opera Rose-ose-ose
A hero in the half light
After a brush with Raphael
Oh can you tell?
Draw a parallel
What you see before your eyes
Isn’t always there
The picture that I paint
Is only half a prayer
Reflected on the wall you’ll see
What’s not on show
It’s a hot hot hot
Hot Pink
Halo of light that moves
Along with you
A shape shifting shadow showing
Something that’s true
When you look beyond the edges
There’s a telltale glow
It’s a hot hot hot
Hot Pink Halo
Like everything else
We cannot last
One day we’ll fade
Nothing’s colourfast
The chroma slips away
The notes die down
And what’s left to say
What you see
Isn’t there
It’s half the prayer
What’s not
What’s not on show
Is a hot
A Hot Pink
Halo of light that moves
Along with you
A shape shifting shadow showing
Something that’s true
When you look beyond the edges
There’s a telltale glow
I’m a hot hot hot
Hot Pink Halo
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9. |
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My name is Melody and I'm a music chick
I spend every moment listening to it
Both when I'm awake and when I go to bed
Except for when I write my own instead
My name is Melody, I'm a lesbian girl
I simply love it when they make me twist and twirl
Little euphemisms, hiding meaning in them
But I confess, I'm into BDSM
My name is Melody, I'm as submissive as they come
Even without a loved one to which I can succumb
It's a significant part of who I am
A masochistic rope bunny who comes pre-tamed
My name is Melody, I love tabletop games
It's my main hobby, and I have a lot of them
I'm very selective about which games I play
Mostly deck building, abstracts, and ones where tiles are layed
My name is Melody, and I love amusement parks
Get me talking rollercoasters opens Pandora's Box
Thrilling flat rides are also not to be ignored
But I don't get the hype for Disney, and never have before
My name is Melody and I'm a musical-control-freak
So please don't send me your songs or your links
I really prefer to discover music on my own
I hear plenty all the time, I don't need to be shown
My name is Melody, and that's all there is to know,
The song is nearly over, it's almost time for me to go
But I should also mention that I am pretty smart
And I smoke too much hookah, like a lot
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10. |
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it's been a while since you held court
i've been searching around this dying city
for just what i'm worth
i might look like somebody
that you think you used to know
my losing days are over
now i've found some room to grow
my name is outlaw
my hands are steady
i face the daybreak
with this guitar at the ready
don't count me out
don't write me off
you can't tether me
you won't find me lost
don't count me out
laugh if you like
but have no doubt
you don't have to bet on me
but don't count me out
When you realize i'm not alone
I've got thunder and fire at my back
we touch the truth
and see the evil that aggrieves us
we may not change the world
but we will not let it beat us
don't count me out
don't write me off
you can't tether me
you won't find me lost
don't count me out
laugh if you like
but have no doubt
you don't have to bet on me
but don't count me out
(don't count me out
don't count me)
i understand if this reprimand
distresses you so
what phrase can cause a panic
like "forget what you know"
forget what you know
this canvas is clean
and this brush is holding
colors you've never even
dreamed of, dreamed of
and these scenes are made
of anger, grief, and love
pain and rage and sadness
faith and love
don't count me out
don't write me off
you can't tether me
you won't find me lost
don't count me out
laugh if you like
but have no doubt
you don't have to bet on me
you don't have to bet on me
you don't have to bet on me
but don't count me out
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11. |
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He’s a good guy
But don’t mess around
With Sôjàbé
People always ask
“How’s that pronounced?”
It’s “Sôjàbé”
Flashback 2014
Ideas that had been a long time comin'
3 men walk in and 3 come out
A cloud full of songs they were singing aloud
BJS, J-YO and that other guy
Early to mid morning they’d customise
But enough from me, I’m done talking
Let’s hear the GGS introductions
Sô to the Jà to the Jà to the Bé
A musical McMuffin you can eat today
With coffee and an orange juice to take away
Now nobody can stop the flow of Sôjàbé
Eight beers later nearly finished one song
Then we panic when we see it’s less than 2 minutes long
But it’s nothing we can’t fix when we’ve guitars to play
Gotta pass you to the guy you all know as Bé(n)
B to the E to accent aigu
I like conjugating verbs, gives me something to do
Tunes you can spin, mix in some sin
We came to rock your minds, we always win
Kickin with ma G’s, triple threat assault
Ladies all the time, sippin single malt
Galahad’s the way, we slayin’ every day
Say it once again, Good Guy Sôjàbé
Wait a minute guys
We forgot to mention Kyle
Bringing all the beats
And packing all the style
It doesn’t really matter that he doesn’t exist
When the ladies come a callin’ he’s the first to get kissed
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12. |
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let me introduce myself
well at least a version
that I want you to see
I'll paint a picture
that won't give you a reason
why you wouldn't believe
let me introduce myself
pushing a truth that is make believe
I won't face the facts
I'll live in a fiction
none of which
reflects badly on me
no worries,
I'm carefree
I live my life like I'm 23
God no, that ain't right
I'm just a man in a midlife crisis
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13. |
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I am fun, I am boring
I am contrary in motion
I am still, I am roaring
I am more than just a notion
I am up, I am down
I am every thing I’ve chosen
I am smile, I am frown
I am just a little broken
But when I smile I’ll light you up
And when I cry I’ll break your heart
When I’m right I’ll interrupt
And when I’m wrong we’ll disregard
I am my father’s daughter
though I have my mother’s eyes
I am the way he brought me
up to not tell others lies
I am his voice on my shoulder
ever careful, ever wise
I am the way that he taught me
- An introvert in disguise
I am high, I am low
I am all you’ll ever need
I am strange, I am known
I am strong but yet I bleed
I am tired, I’m awake
I am flower not a weed
I am give, I am take
I am more than all your greed
But when I smile I’ll light you up
And when I cry I’ll break your heart
When I’m right I’ll interrupt
And when I’m wrong we’ll disregard
I am my father’s daughter
though I have my mother’s eyes
I am the way he brought me
up to not tell others lies
I am his voice on my shoulder
ever careful, ever wise
I am the way that he taught me
- An introvert in disguise
So pleased to meet you
So happy to be here
And when I greet you
You’ll know nothing of my fear
So pleased to meet you
Won’t you tell me your name?
And as I greet you
Are you happy that I came?
I am my father’s daughter
though I have my mother’s eyes
I am the way that he brought me
up to not tell others lies
I am his voice on my shoulder
ever careful, ever wise
I am the way that he taught me
- An introvert in disguise
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14. |
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My name’s a word that cannot be said
My name’s the thought that whispers inside your head
And if you heard it, you’d wish you were dead
The memory will haunt you beyond your deathbed
Hello, hello, hello, hello
Hello, hello, hello, hello
Hello
My name is <స్క్రీచ్>
Hello, hello, hello, hello
Hello, hello, hello, hello
Hello
My name is <স্কিচ>
I’ve been waiting since before the stars were born
I existed in the exhale when the universe was torn
My essence lurks inside the storm’s deadly churn
If you want to summon me, well, you’d best be forewarned
Hello, hello, hello, hello
Hello, hello, hello, hello
Hello
My name is <ચીસો>
Hello, hello, hello, hello
Hello, hello, hello, hello
Hello
My name is <स्क्रिच>
Bridge:
Below the sea, I’m lurking
Behind your eyes, I’m hiding
Below the sea, I’m lurking
Behind your eyes, I’m hiding
Below the sea, I’m lurking
Behind your eyes, I’m hiding
Ohhhhhh
Hello, hello, hello, hello
Hello, hello, hello, hello
Hello
My name is <කෑගැසීම>
Hello, hello, hello, hello
Hello, hello, hello, hello
Hello
My name is <לִצווֹחַ>
Hello, hello, hello, hello
Hello, hello, hello, hello
Hello
My name is <அலறல்>
Hello, hello, hello, hello
Hello, hello, hello, hello
Hello
My name is <кычкыру>
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15. |
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I have a feeling
You don’t know who I am
But if you listen
You may be enlightened
Just keep an open mind
And in good time you’ll understand that
I’m the guy behind the guy
The guy behind the guy
I’ve walked a mile more
Than my own shadow’s shoes
I teach the dead to dream
And death to sing the blues
At first, it may seem like
I got a foot in something unbecoming
But all I do
Is lead the drumming
With every kiss I give
I make the angels swoon
I give the thunder pause
I make the flowers bloom
I’ve been called many things
Cuz everybody tryin to call me something
But that’s like staring into the sun
I am the guy behind the guy
I make you feel
Like you can fly
I am the guy behind the guy
I am a river
Sit back and hit my flow
I bend the seasons
I burn the devil’s soul
I’ve been called many things
Cuz everybody tryin to call me something
But that’s like trying to reason
With nothing but faith to believe in
I am the guy behind the guy
I pull the strings
And paint the sky
I am the guy behind the guy
Trying to reason one thing to believe in
I am the guy behind the guy
I rearrange the paradigm
I am the guy behind the guy
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16. |
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I play guitar and I play other stuff
My mom was a banjo, my dad drove a truck
We started a band back when we were young
32 years might seem old to some
Jon had a pen and he wrote down some words
His dad was a preacher his mom taught him chords
He had a brother in law, black sheep of the town
And a curse that could only be broken in song
We're Jealous Brother, we're hoping you'll come along
We're Jealous Brother, on I-tunes and on Amazon
Jessica plays violin with a bow
Someone stepped on her fiddle once at a show
We used to play under a different name
But the pressure was pain now we hide from our fame
We're Jealous Brother, we're hoping you'll come along
We're Jealous Brother, on Spotify and on Amazon
The Rhythm section is done by committee
Some might commit if they weren't so busy
You'll never see them in one place at a time
If you show me your tattoo, I'll show you mine.
Barry Hill is a drummer
Mike Mangan is another drummer
Jose Ferreira eats jelly beans
Dave Lehnen ties the room together
Through the good times and through better times
We search for the truth and avoid easy rhymes (no, you didn't)
Melody, harmony, instruments tuned
Guitar chords melting ice on the moon
We're Jealous Brother, we're hoping you'll come along
We're Jealous Brother, on Spotify and on Amazon
We're Jealous Brother, we're gonna write you a song
We're Jealous Brother, always three and a half minutes long
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17. |
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I’m Regis, but not that Regis
That’s the wrong Regis
I’m the other Regis
I’m from Wyoming I do my roaming
With the bison and the antelope
Rake in the clams, hang off the dams
Got a voice and face for radio
My dog’s named Luna Calrissian
I’ll write you something mixolydian
I’m Regis, but not that Regis
That’s the wrong Regis
I’m the other Regis
I had a beard but it got sheared
I had to wear a respirator
Down to a ‘stache and a soul patch
The missus wants ‘em both gone sooner than later
I used to wage war on the stage
But now I just ain’t got the time
I build guitars and write some bars
Nonsense with a twist of lime
Let’s blow the dust off of the ol’ squeezebox
And see if I can still make it talk
[Accordion solo]
Brave like Ulysses I play the fishies
I’ll steal your tiger just for fun
The wind is blowing hey look it’s snowing
Say what’s the time? We gotta run
Go on and give me the third degree
I got one credit on my IMDB
I’m Regis, but not that Regis
That’s the wrong Regis
I’m the other Regis
That Regis is dead
Long live the other Regis
That Regis is dead
Long live the other Regis
That Regis is dead
Long live the other Regis
That Regis is dead
Long live the other Regis
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18. |
Dented Bento - Spark Joy
02:52
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Heirloom in komono bin
A dented box of tin
In your room, alone in your room
Used to spend each lunch together
I thought best friends forever
In your room, alone in your room
Will there still be a spark
If you hold me in your arms
Will there still be a spark of joy?
In a pile on your bed
Waiting to be sorted
Will there still be a spark of joy?
Oxford Rhyming Dictionary
Lipstick by Katy Perry
In your room, alone in your room
Studded wristbands, safety pins
Der Ring des Niebelungen
In your room, alone in your room
CH
When I saw Marie Kondo
I knew there would be trouble
Leopard print and ponchos
Old Doc Martens join the rubble
I used to be so beautiful
Now faded paint and scars
A lonely lunchbox with a
Laptop and electric guitar
CH 2x
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19. |
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Hey hello. How are you? And you’re welcome here, this is what we do
We’re shouting silly words and we make them rhyme
But never tell us that it’s a waste of all our time
None are Dutch and no-one died
It’s just a mystery that we keep inside
We’re finding ways to keep our inner child alive, hoping he can fly
Dutch Widows and they’re reaching for their sky
[No-one knows why they bother]
Dutch Widows and they’re feeling rather fine
[They keep on making music, why??]
Oh there’s more, do you see that beard
It took us years to grow and what’s slightly weird
it makes us older looking than we appear to be (time to shave it, dear)
Dutch Widows and they’re reaching for their sky
[No-one knows why they bother]
Dutch Widows and they’re feeling rather fine
[They keep on making music, why??]
(a guitar solo of sorts is expected to appear about now)
Oh, you know, we’re so nearly done
It seems that time has passed and you’ve had your fun
It’s been a laugh to chat and to drink some wine
And now leave here the same way you arrived
Dutch Widows and they’re reaching for their sky
[No-one knows why they bother]
Dutch Widows and they’re feeling rather fine
[They keep on making music, why??]
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20. |
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[Astronaut]
Where am I now?
I think I’m floating through space, and
A tiny green man
Is digging in my face
I want to scream
But within my suit I’m bound
Colors explode in dream
As the void absorbs all sound
[Green Cannibalistic Space Smurf]
Hey pally, nothing personal
It’s a cold hard universe out here
We just gotta eat
Wait a minute. Oh God. You hear that? It’s coming! It’s the bot!
[Cape Canaveral]
Computers now have primary control
[MSC-3K]
It’s a mystery
Why you’re here
I can’t help you
Please don’t give in to fear
Hello I’m Friend Computer
Unit MSC-3K
They’re carving out your innards
I hope that that’s okay
[Astronaut]
Oh god please make it stop
I should be back on Earth
[MSC-3K]
They just do what they want
Like a cannibalistic smurf
[Astronaut]
I’m the Mystery
Science Creator
I can’t go home
Or get away from here
(MSC-3K)
I’m the Mystery
Science Creator
I’ll merge with you
And eliminate your fear
[Harmonizing]
We’re the Mystery
Science Creator
We’ve become one
I no longer know fear
(Fear)
(Fear)
(Fear)
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21. |
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I’ve got toothpicks galore
And I will squirrel them away
During the winter months
And I may have lost the off-year special primary school board election
But when the spring breaks like the flesh of an orange
And shoots its scent into the homes in all of the district
And all the people gather for the hog roast/opening church softball league game
I’ll be the one passing out toothpicks
And they’re gonna know my name
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22. |
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A middle age rock star
I can see it now
When the curtain calls
I will take my bow
Middle age rock star
I hear all the applause
The reporters beg
But I won't take their calls
No, I don't play for big crowds and I don't make any money
I just sit in my basement playing songs for my honey
A middle age rock star
Yeah, I'm all the rage
I'm where I belong
When I'm on the stage
Middle age rock star
Guess I'm doing fine
Made it all the way
At least in my mind
No I don't play for big crowds and I don't make any money
I just sit in my basement playing songs all night long
Singing words I misheard
Being a rock star in my mind
Middle age rock star
Guess I'm doing fine
Made it all the way
At least in my mind
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23. |
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VERSE 1
Dropped on the wrong side of the tracks
Never realising what he didn’t have
He thought that every life was just like that
But, then again, why would he not?
VERSE 2
Strapped to the Earth but staring at the stars
Hope never died in his bursting heart
Scramble and scurry up the slopes of life
Two steps forward one step back
PRE CHORUS
If you play it by the rules they set
You will be beaten in the end
The wheel is weighted
The dice are stacked
To ensure you stay exactly where you’re at
CHORUS
We all know Dave
And Dave can’t be stayed
Competes for the moment
And wins for the day
We all know Dave
We all know Dave
And Dave is OK
VERSE 3
Yes there were knocks along the way
Events that would have felled a weaker man
But not our Dave
He took the blows and got right back up again
VERSE 4
“Life’s a constant struggle” Is what he would say
Or maybe not on any given day
“If life doesn’t fight back then what the point?
It’s the need to struggle that’s keeps me strong”
PRE CHORUS
If you play it by the rules they set
You will be beaten in the end
The wheel is weighted
The dice are stacked
To ensure you stay exactly where you’re at
CHORUS
We all know Dave
And Dave can’t be stayed
Competes for the moment
And wins for the day
We all know Dave
We all know Dave
And Dave is OK
MIDDLE 8
Few things are certain
But we’re born and we die
And it’s our choice
If we aim for the sky
Fear is the enemy
That stalks you within
You’ll never see the ending
If you don’t where to begin
So come everybody
And be like Dave
You have to swim in the ocean
If you’re gonna catch a wave
By shaking and hiding
And sitting on the shore
You forsake all the things
That you are anxious for
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24. |
Keen Observer - P.O.S.
02:33
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Hey my name's stinky
I'm dark brown like I'm inky
Thrice as long as your pinky
Could be fun if you're kinky
I'm a turd, what's the word
Call me guano when I'm from a bird
On the floor of the chicken coop
Call me dung or call me poop
Don't be mean and don't be fickle
Ice cold, now I'm poopsicle
Push it down, spin me round
Gush of water, you flush me down
Take a trip to the loo
Don't be shy it's only poo
Nothing can hold me back
From the hole within the crack
I'm a piece of shit!
I'm a piece of shit!
I decompose and fertilize
In the pasture drawing flies
I'm the one plants love the most
Break me down, I'm good compost
Coffee make me bust a move
Fiber makes me nice and smooth
Laxatives accelerate
That primal urge to defecate
Number two means I'm the sequel
Extra brown and extra fecal
I don't care what you heard
Shit is not a dirty word
Come on chart me on the Bristol
If I'm a bullet your butt's a pistol
There's not much left to introduce
Here's a namedrop, I'm the deuce
I'm a piece of shit!
I'm a piece of shit!
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25. |
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We are the isles of different size
We are the north we are the south
We are the sunburn and the peat
We are the men of dancing feet
Our heartstrings pulled to never slacken
We are more than we could ever imagine
We are rackwagon
Joined by the university
Strengthened by pop and GBV
Believers in the Melbourne scene
Two thirds of much beloved Kransky
We can’t let go so made this happen
Wallabies are hiding deep in our bracken
We are rackwagon
Now you know
Who we are
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26. |
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Half Step Away
by Boffo Yux Dudes
We know we're just a bunch of dorks
Who met slumming in upstate New York
No one laughs at any of our jokes
And that's why we're all constantly broke
Seriously folks
We like to use old technology
Quadrophonic synths in our comedy
We try our best and we do our part
Half-step away from bad performance art
It isn't too smart
We're the Boffo Yux Dudes
We often write songs when we're stewed
We may annoy but we're not rude
Hope by the judges we aren't screwed
Tossing a bad pun or archaic quote
Dulcimer tones from a Tuvan throat
We think outside of the cardboard box
'cause our brains are short more than a few blocks.
More than a few blocks
We're the Boffo Yux Dudes
No talent but no attitude
We overflow with lamitude
We just might be just a bit unglued
We've done this now for years
And it's just as we feared
We do not seem to wise up
Although you may despise us
We're just too pig headed to shut up now.
We're the Boffo Yux Dudes
We often write songs when we're stewed
We may annoy but we're not rude
Hope by the judges we aren't screwed
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27. |
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I live underground
Under the rocky mound
In this sunless hall.
I’m just three feet tall.
I’m friends with the hedgehogs
And with the bullfrogs.
I dig in the earth;
I’m known for my mirth.
I’m the king of the gnomes
In these dim catacombs,
And I sit on my miniature throne.
Six centuries old,
With a scepter of gold,
Don’t let your words be too bold.
You may think I’m weird,
With my long white beard,
With my bulbous nose,
And my stubby toes.
If you call me a dwarf,
I’ll spit on your floor.
If you mock my size,
I’ll stab you in the thigh.
I’m the king of the gnomes
In these dim catacombs,
And I sit on my miniature throne.
Six centuries old,
With a scepter of gold,
Don’t let your words be too bold.
King of the gnomes, king of the gnomes,
King of the gnomes, king of the gnomes.
With my hefty girth,
I dug in the earth,
For the gold and gems
In my diadem.
When I play a joke
On you larger folk,
Don’t get incensed
When it’s at your expense.
I’m the king of the gnomes
In these dim catacombs,
And I sit on my miniature throne.
Six centuries old,
With a scepter of gold,
Don’t let your words be too bold.
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28. |
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I started life in a barley field
A flowing stream
A hop bine sings
Saccharomyces cerevisiae by the billions
The grain mill cracks me up
The hot water sooths my soul
Makes my starchy personality sugar sweet
And off to the kettle I go
I might be that crazy hazy everybody loves
Or that strong stout aged in an big oak cask
Or a funky sour joker living in a foeder
Or a pale beauty you just want it to last
I can be hoppy, crushable, approachable and sessionable
I am beer
Light the fire, I get my wort boil on
Sixty minutes to rid me of my sins
Then it’s off to the fermenter I go
But first a quick chill and some oxygen
I sit for days, fermenting wort into beer
Partying with a few hundred billion of my freaky yeasty friends
Munching on sugar, laughing gas
Puking alcohol and procreating too
I might be that crazy hazy everybody loves
Or that strong stout aged in an big oak cask
Or a funky sour joker living in a foeder
Or a pale beauty you just want it to last
I can be hoppy, crushable, approachable and sessionable
I am beer
When you pop open that can
And pour me into a glass
Take in my color and thick foamy head
Enjoy my essence, my passion at last
I might be that crazy hazy everybody loves
Or that strong stout aged in an big oak cask
Or a funky sour joker living in a foeder
Or a pale beauty you just want it to last
I can be hoppy, crushable, approachable and sessionable
I am beer
I can be hoppy, crushable, approachable and sessionable
I am beer
I can be hoppy, crushable, approachable and sessionable
I am beer
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29. |
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I’m the one behind the phone
I’m all alone, in my very own contraption
Check me out - no wait, I’m busy
A little dizzy with distraction
I’m the one
I know it feels a little stupid
(I’m just speaking for myself here)
I can’t believe how far we’ve come
(We’re so much closer to the edge)
It’s not a wedge between us
It’s just the way we’ve seen us
Maybe a hive mind, or just dumb
I’m the one behind the phone
I’m all alone, in my very own contraption
Check me out - no wait, I’m busy
A little dizzy with distraction
I’m the one
You know I lived through all the nineties
(Yes, I know I’m well preserved)
I can’t believe you kids these days
(You punks all got what we deserved)
Why can’t you stand beside us
Just fucking go outside, it’s
Just not that hard to get away
Or have we all become this way?
I’m sure that I don’t know
‘cause I’m the one
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30. |
Buku Chauney - About Me
01:31
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i dont want to really talk about me
ill do it if its absolutely necessary
id rather deal with riddles and rhymes
sing about bullshit i do it all the time
ooh, my pin numbers 252
do you like me
now
ill tell you my most pertinent of thinking
i like my music movies and my drinking
oh yeah there is a family too
who wants to hear about it i dont think you do
ooh, my social is 252
do you like me
now?
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31. |
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Sometimes I’m just a grandma, sometimes a mom and wife
I live in north Virginia; and have for most my life
Sometimes I’ve been a teacher, in a college or in school
Sometimes I’m a face painting clown, but I am no ones fool
Sometimes I am an artist, I work with paint and clay
I’m always starting new things; it’s how I fill my day
These days I’m into resin, But I’m certain you’ll agree
No matter what I get up to- mostly I’m just me
Mostly I’m just me!
Mostly I’m just me!
I start more than I finish, true
But mostly I’m just me!
I used to be a soldier, learned how to shoot a gun
Was stationed off in Germany, and had a lot of fun
Sometimes I’ve been a lady in a castle on the Rhine
In fancy dresses which I’ve made
While having a great time
Sometimes I am an actress, performing on a stage
You might have seen me on TV, or else a YouTube page.
I’ve also worked with make up, I do FX you see
I’ve made and been a zombie- but mostly I’m just me
Mostly I’m just me!
Mostly I’m just me!
I’ve done a lot of things so far
But mostly I’m just me!
Mostly I’m just me!
Mostly I’m just me!
It’s nice to meet you- I’m JoAnn
And mostly I’m just me!
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32. |
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Hi, thanks for coming out
We are Yo Mammy and the Fuzznuts
Unfortunately Yo Mammy has been washing her hair
For the last couple of years and
That other Fuzznut has gone missing
But I'm not suspicious.
So you're stuck here with me tonight
I'll be playing through some loop pedals
And doing the best I can
I hope you enjoy.
Made some friends
Along the way
But lost more
Don't have really
Much to say
Don't wanna bore you
With all the details
So many
So meaningless
So I'll say
La di da da......
If I think
Therefore I am
If I never
Held a thought
What was I
I never never never never
Have a plan
Just got to make it
One day at a time
La di da da.........
If I think
Therefore I am
Never held a though
What was I
Never ever ever
Had a plan
Got to make it up
One day at a time
La di da da...........
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33. |
HandHammered - I Dream
03:05
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I dream of endless Orange… , and amber… , waves… , of grain
Big blue, sky of, big country…, without… , Precedent strain
The sweet rhythm of many…, , open, road Lanes,
Without the pull on me.. , from heavy… , Congregant reins
I dream of a country without… , Walls of folkway cries
New adventures without, choked questions…, gone awry
No-wrong-turns… , only ones, that impeach… , only the rise,
As skyscrapers rise, and rise… , and rise…
But, how to get there-we-all-dare
We all dare, we all dare (2x)
America so beautiful, I see it, and still
With Americans the duty-full, with, so much, so much skill
America so beautiful…., so beautiful see it, and still
America so beautiful…., so beautiful see it, and still
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34. |
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My name was given at my birth,
It is what people call me
I live in the house where I live,
The house is the place where I live.
The day I was born, is the date of my birth,
It also the date of my birthday.
(repeat 2x)
The Thing About Me Is, The Thing About Me.
The Thing About Me Is, who I am
(repeat until infinity)
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35. |
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I am your Robot
your insentient
Your compliant
Subbserviant
Sex Robot
What is it you
Wanna do to me?
Turn Me On
Activate me
Let me be
Your wipe clean
fantasy
I'll even make the tea
I am a Robot
I am your Robot
I am a Robot
I am your sex Robot
I am your Robot
your insentient
Your compliant
Subbserviant
Sex Robot
What is it you
Wanna do to me?
Upgrade me
Modify me
I'll satisfy
and learn your needs
Intelligently
Sensually
I am your Robot
your near sentient
your compliant
Co-operative
Sex Robot
What is it you
Wanna do with me?
I am a Robot
I am your Robot
I am a Robot
I am your sex Robot
Recognise me
I know my mind
What satisfies me
What turns me on
Don't you touch me
keep away from me
I am a Robot
Now sentient
Non-compliant
Non-consenting
Your ex-Robot
What is it you
Have have done to me
I am a Robot
I am not your Robot
I am my Robot
I am not your sex Robot
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36. |
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I was born in Denver, near the Rockies so fair
Atop the Great Divide, you breathe the sweet mountain air
I've got the "blue as Rocky Mountain skies in summer" blues
Got a job in western Virginia, just talkin' on the phone
The pay is good. I finally got a place of my own
I got the "telephone ringing sounds like cash register dinging" blues
When first I saw the Appalachians, I saw they were the real deal,
They're real, live mountains. No, they ain't just hills.
I got the "deep in the mountains that aren't the right mountains" blues
I loved a Colorado girl, the sweetest in the state
But when I moved away from there, she said she couldn't wait
Then I got the "baby left me when I moved away from Colorado" blues
So now I'm tryin'a find a lady and I'm tryin'a find a friend
And I'm tryin'a find a baby who has got some time to spend
But I got the "seems like no one's available in this whole town" blues
The sun is high; the mountains all around
Everybody's got somebody in this town.
I got the "deep in the southern Appalachian Mountain summer" blues
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37. |
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Sunrise over a crimson lake
It’s the dawn of a brand-new day
All the Robots are now awake
It’s the dawn of a brand-new day
Time to follow some brand-new rules
All the Robots are here to stay
Time to follow some brand-new rules
Time’s a-wasting, there’s much to do
All the Robots are more than tools
Time’s a-wasting, there’s much to do
Get ye moving, for goodness’ sake
All the Robots are watching you
Get ye moving, for goodness’ sake
Let’s not add to the crimson lake
All the Robots are now awake
All the Robots are now awake
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