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Kerfuffle
03:48
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Walking down alleyways
casually trash your mind like you trashed your bedroom that weekend you smoked crack at the casino
I want some baked goods, an assortment, an assortment,
the wheels fell off several miles back
walking down the road (unintelligible) gas can in one hand
(unintelligible)
word of the day
are you having a tantrum my dear or is it more of a canundrum?
please please, I'll do anything to avoid a kerkerker-fuffle!
pass the biscuit barrel Wong(that's a Monty python reference btw)
Francis let's face it the baked goods have grown stale
and there's just no living for the door to door salesman
remember the alimony,
(Unintelligible)
You better grab) a newspaper, joel van throw me a paper joel van
(unintelligible)
it's not Tuesday, it's not Saturday, weekend edition
unintelligible
the paper, find a job find a job
(unintelligible)
making up these word songs noise noise noise noise!
word salad I don't want a kerfuffle, I'll do anything to avoid a kerfuffle!
(repeat)
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2. |
Even The Toad's Got Soul
02:04
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He goes walking at night, with his little puppy dog
down by the railroad tracks, city lights blot out the stars
wakes up in the middle of the afternoon, looks at the trees out the window of his lonely room
way down, down in his hole, even the toad's got soul, he got soul(X2)
he got soul he got soul he got so-oooooo!
He lives on a one way street of, vacant lots
occupies his time thinking, vacant thoughts
about society and how much he wishes he had some weed
and how we all want to be free
way down, down in his hole, even the toad's got soul (etc.)
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Sugar Pill
01:23
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Going to the candy store, fill my pockets, make my teeth sore
going to the candy store, I know I shouldn't but I will
gotta eat the sugar pill, gonna make me feel all better
for five minutes, then I'm gonna wants some more!
going to the dealer's house, get some pills, gonna shove um in my mouth
going to the sugar shack, I know I shouldn't but I will
holes in my heart to fill, gonna fill em with pills!
gonna make me feel all better, for five minutes,
then I'm gonna want some more!
going to the sugar shack, I know I shouldn't but I will
holes in my heart to fill, gotta eat the sugar pill
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4. |
A Friend In Need
03:13
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I heard you said, that you wished I was dead
that's alright I know you were out of your head
a friend in need is a friend indeed
I wanna be there to keep you company
I'm not gonna worry anymore, cause nothing really matters anyway
I'm just try'na have a good day, escaping my electric cave
electric cave, set me free electric cave
sunshine makes me brave
electric cave, set me free electric cave
free to rant and rave
in the street sunny street, you will find my dancing feet
and the sun is happy too, sun is dancing on my feet
don't care about the future, no sense in worrying about the past
don't care about the future, trying to make the moment last the moment last
I heard you said, that you wished I was dead
that's alright I know you were out of your head
a friend in need is a friend indeed
I wanna be there, to keep you company
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they say there's no hope, and we are all doomed
time is growing short, and the end is soon
but we can dream, but we can dream
maybe our dream's'll come true
why do we always fight, trying to control
every little thing, always wanting more
is the dream is the dream? or is it our nightmare
if all the dreams came true, and everyone alive
did what they wanna do, what more would we strive for?*
See what I mean see what I mean, there'd be no more dreams**
keep dreaming... it'll happen to you...
dream on dream on dream on dream on dream on dream on
If I were to record this again I'd change the last couple lines to:
"what more could we strive for, see what I mean see what I mean, we'd be liv-ing the dream" more positive that way. but anyway.
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6. |
Inmigrantes Son
01:35
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Immigrants are welcome here
go away oh, we won't obey no, racist orange pendejo
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7. |
Skinny White Hippies
03:00
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A couple a young skinny white hippies, walking down my street
never seen these two before, how can this be?(thought I knew all the lazy white hippies round here)
must be going to the next block, to try & score
when did all these skinny white hippies, become so hardcore
well it used to be that skinny white hippies, just did lsd
now they're smoking crack cocaine, & stabbing people in the streets
Just a couple a weeks ago, they got my friend Shane
cut him stabbed him till he was dead, and took his brain
sold it to some cannibals, for crack cocaine,
when did all these skinny white hippies, become so lame
well it used to be that skinny white hippies, just did lsd
now they're smoking crack cocaine, & stabbing people in the streets
A group of outraged citizens, formed them a posse
but the only skinny white hippy, they could find was me
I tried to tell them that I never mess with crack cocaine
it's just not the kind of drug I want in my brain
well it used to be that skinny white hippies, just did lsd
now they're smoking crack cocaine, & stabbing people in the streets
They said they didn't believe me, tied me to a tree, and lit me on fire
the situation certainly was lookin' pretty dire
just then a swarm of skinny white hippies happened on the scene
bit em' stabbed em' put out the flames, and handed to meeee
a crack pipe!
well I used to be a skinny white hippy, who just did lsd
now I'm smoking crack cocaine, & stabbing people in the streets
watch out! it happened to me... crack's not so bad!
steer clear of those meth-head hipsters tho!
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8. |
Robinwood Dalmatian
01:01
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She's a Robinwood Dalmatian, she's a ghetto hood mutt
never gonna win no blue ribbon, but she looks pretty good to us
she wants to go outside, she wants to take a walk
wants to run and play with all her puppy friends
she's a Robinwood Dalmatian, she's our bestest furry friend
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9. |
Sneakin' Suspicion
01:24
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I got a sneakin' suspicion that I'm no good
I never would I never would I never would
amount to anything at all
nothing at all nothing at all nothing at all
I wish that you wouldn't call
you wouldn't call you wouldn't call you wouldn't call
you're making me look in the mirror
and I don't really like what I see there
repeats(w. "you're"/"we're)
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10. |
Big Ideas
01:02
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You say you've got big ideas
but you aint done nothing yet
how bout you keep it real and
take what you can get
get yourself up off the floor
you're not nothing
you are a human being
you're just not something
I wanna write home about
you say you've got big ideas... etc.
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11. |
Set Me Free
02:41
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Oh I wish that you, didn't have to go
oh won't you stay with me
cause you know that you, really make me glow
feel like you're all I see
you set me free... free-ee-ee-ee-ee
you set me free-ee-ee-ee
you set me free... free-ee-ee-ee-ee
you set me free-ee-ee-ee
Life before you, year after year
feel I was just passing time
life without you, a valley of tears
please don't make me cry
you set me free... etc.
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12. |
Hold Your Hand
01:48
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I was alone, in a crowded room
out on my own, nobody's friend
I only wanted to hold your hand
just wanted someone to understand
you were watching me, from across the room
seemed like someone, you could talk to
you only wanted to hold my hand
just wanted someone to understand
now time has passed, and things have changed
where once was love, now there's only pain
oh how I wish for a simpler time
when I had so much less on my mind
I only wanted to hold your hand
just wanted someone to understand
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13. |
Thinking It Over
02:02
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I've been thinking it over, with myself
me myself and I decided to get better
I've been getting sober, and thinking of my health
wrote it all down in a letter
and I sent it to myself... put it in my own mailbox
oh self, you're gonna get a talking to I got a thing or two to say to you!
I've been thinking it over, with myself
me myself and I decided to get better...
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I'll Be There For You
02:04
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Wish I could climb inside your head
stop you from wantin', wantin' to be dead
take the controls, fly you back to Earth again,
wish I could do this for you my friend
I'll be there for you, anytime you need me to, I'll be there for you
I'll be there for you, anytime you're feeling blue, I'll be there for you
some things you have to, do on your own
but if you need to talk, just pick up the phone
tell me your problems, I'll listen to them all
all you got to do is call and
I'll be there for you, anytime you need me to, I'll be there for you
I'll be there for you, anytime you're feeling blue, I'll be there for you
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Watching the grass grow, feeling the breeze blow
life flows on like the river
just try to un-wind, enjoy the sunshine
life is the constant giver,
if you ever feel like, life's passed you by
lift up your head and give it one more try(the alternative is to die)
watching the grass grow, feeling the breeze blow... etc.
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Heading out to the West coast,
get in my, rusty old
pickup truck and hit the road
desert stars, sooth my soul
headin' out to the left coast,
'fore my left brain, goes insane
headin' out, across the prairie
these old ghosts won't bother me
thought tomorrow, was today
escapin' this electric cave
headin' out to the left coast
find myself, I suppose
find what, I don't know
sun and water, let me grow
soil to plant some deeper roots
growin' trees that smell like truth
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17. |
Holdin' On
02:09
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She said what's good? It's good to breath
it's good to stand on your own two feet
How about you? Will you catch the next train?
Don't know when I'll ever see you again
She said you gotta have faith,
you gotta be strong, you gotta keep holdin' on, holdin' on
you gotta have faith, gotta be strong you gotta keep holdin' on holdin' on
I was in a band, and I been to jail
and there's a little more to my tale
but you gotta go, I don't wanna bore you
with how my dreams didn't all come true
She said you gotta have faith,
you gotta be strong, you gotta keep holdin' on, holdin' on
you gotta have faith, gotta be strong you gotta keep holdin' on holdin' on
holdin' on, holdin' on, holdin' oooon, hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo
holdin' ooooonnn!
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I haven't a clue I haven't a clue
what to do what to do with me with you
put yourself in my shoes
I'm walking I'm talking I'm jumping up and down
I'm flapping my arms around to the sound
of waves crashing children laughing
the fish are flying the eggs are frying
spies are spying soldiers dying
world spinning winners winning
dig the moon grab a spoon and dig that cheese if you please
stick it in the crater see you later alligator
you got yours I got mine
rewind unwind and find
the real purpose don't desert this
awkward ramble can you get a handle
can you pick up what I'm putting down
or did you get spun around
and lost in the maze the haze is the moon in a new phase
no it's made of cheese we already said jeeze
were you even listening
it don't matter it's just pitter patter
lemme see if I still got lead in my pencil
pick up the thread or the stencil
spray it on the wall weave it together
the strands the message what does it presage
is it prescient what has he meant
does it make a dent in the fence the wall the tower above it all
the loons on the moon who stick their spoons into the lagoon of other people's ruin
and suck out the juices and lick their lips getting their kicks pointing sharpened sticks
at the hicks who just pick a living out of the pits and survive on drips and drabs and dabs and live on slabs of cold cold stone it's in their bones
they're cold
and alone they don't have phones no radio internet no newspaper not even the sports section they're crazy, they're mad it's so sad what those spooning loons have done to those dudes...
where was my thread I left it instead broke it off oh you can scoff and say I'm mad and my songs are bad I don't give a damn I'm on the lamb
hiding in bushes and living in a cave yes I'm depraved but my soul will be saved
cause this whole world is a bad mad scene fulla killing machines and times are lean
keep dreaming
it may be a nightmare but don't be scared
you'll wake up eventually do you see what I see can you be happy will we ever be free is it just me oh nooooo oh yesindeed
yessereeeebob
it's a mad bad world fulla killing machines and crooked schemes
don't let the spoons getchya
repeat... WHY THE FUCK DOES THIS REPEAT... ok... well... it does.
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chuggu chuggu chugga bwaaaeeeaaoooohhweeeeeee
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