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I love- baths of bubbling puss spew- tonic polyhad fad of popular incendiary traffic keepers scry-tissue paper pastime caketrap pedestrian sandwiches with radiant skin for practated diapers!
One particular- synchronicity bubble in and out of the nearest
Villagers & peon #14 steps up- updated the en-
If you should go beyond the boundaries of this game
& find your signals gettin’ out of range
Could it be caught in between
The renegade gene’s
Urge to replay
It’s seedy display?
*snort* The twice flown spirit’s- bicarbonate was out of order
Just- claw the shit out of you- under foreignated manuscripture- of cadential fractals progression & infleshen bloodline bumpkin nodules with a lesion on a livery- toadstool samples caligulate despite the maximum recommended dose being an aardvark
Sharp deportation of characteristic- developments
A window of obvious joy with a built in speaker- takes you back to another part of the people
They belch such suspenseful quandaries!
It’s not the same It’s not the same It’s not the same
I really wonder when it’s gonna change
A glitch on the screen
In the human machines
Hard to replace
So we arrange
To wean
Jet fuel band aid- she’s- hit the damn turkey they will
I rode halfway across my- then treat me like- a town in 90 degree weather on my- not gonna look good- bicycle!
You don’t have a bat to like- black and into the neon syllable assembly line
All the capillaries literally bored to death leaving only membranes of p-parasitic vice
Cup was crooked- cause I- forth yellow globs of fingertip battery acid & fluorescent energy drink urine
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Andy is Muh Baby
04:24
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Shlup goes the weasel
if you don’t have a bat to like hit the damn turkey they will claw the shit out of you
Andy, Andy is muh baby uh huh
I love her & she loves me too
She’s sweeter, sweeter than candy
Oh Andy my darling, I’m in love with you
At the PE class
Didn’t think a lasting love could really come to pass
But against all odds & chances
Our own teenage romance is clearly built to last
‘cause I love ya baby
I love ya baby
I love ya baby now
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Spring Chicken
02:05
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(fuck!)
this pockets got libbon lom squares
I aint workin' for these kinda heirs
look at this sneeze baby
I got you in the 70's
if I was a human baby I'd feel so good
i'd do everything everything I should
and I'd be a million too fair
cause I aint got far
far to share
this pockets got libbon lom squares
I aint waitin' for these kinda heirs
cmon cmon cmon cmon look at these knees baby
I got you in the 70's
I'm not gonna pay just to be
red white 'n' blue lookin' at me
but baby baby it's nothing to see
baby baby it's nothing to see
a Jim Beam-o
and a screamo
a tornado
Winnebago
I'm a million
but I'm shaking
every heart in town's been breaking
I'm a million
but I'm shaking
every heart in town's been breaking
I guess I'm a spring chicken
I guess I'm a spring chicken
oh no no chicken for you oh no
oh no no chicken for you no no no
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People get older they choose their own haircuts
*Inarticulate springboard* on her uh license or whatever (yeah) & her & her friends were driving & since she was new to driving um they ran out of gas so they had to pull over in the freeway & she called her dad “hey dad can you please help?” you know? (yeah)
Everything sucks today
It can go to hell & die
Let’s get so high that we can’t tell
Up from down
Left from right (wrong from right)
I wanna fall in love with you tonight
But it’s hard to fall in love doo doot doo
& then a drunk driver came & hit them from behind & killed everybody in the car (oh my-)
*unintelligible* expecting glazed sandwich
The inescapable clutches of modern rock-my peripheral vision
I wanna get close to you
But each time that you’re around
I can’t get through the sound
Of a weary day
‘n’ I’m goin’ away
But I’ll be back when push comes to shove
‘cause it’s hard to fall in love
When you’re having a heart attack
& it was, there was just like frickin’ possum & it was in my house & it was-bigger, most powerful motor they made with the 4 speed
I’m havin’ a heart attack
‘cause I’ve got to get you up to speed
A friend is what I lack
But I got your back if there’s anything you need
Gawd that was a bitchin’ car
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I knew you'd break my heart
I knew it from the very start
you got those eyes and that brain
I knew in the end you would drive me insane
but I knew from the start you were just too good for me
me me me
yeah I knew you were too good for me
we could walk down the street 'n' the other people'd see
but in muh heart I know this isn't my fall
cause I know it's better to have loved and lost
than to never have loved at all
never have loved at all
never have love
never have love
never never Ow!
I knew you would make me cry
I knew you would make me want to die
but I knew you would give me life
and I know some day I'll find my wife
yeah
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6. |
Genie is a Jenny
03:37
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Lloyd he aint too happy
With his genie gone from home
“I’m gonna find that genie
If it’s the last thing that I do”
“ready or not, here I come”
Jenny is at the airport with
All here baggage close behind
NOOOO
She’s dead
Yeah she’s dead
Yeah she’s dead
& I’m dead
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If'n Ya Need Someone
05:02
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When life just gets you down
‘n’ you’re on the ground
& everything is shit
Just come around
I’ll be right here for you
If’n ya need someone
To tell your worries to
Winter’s taken a toll
Spring has sprung
How it comes and goes
I’m always here for you
If’n ya need someone
To tell your worries to
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In the 40s
04:03
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people didn't have so much paperwork in the 40's
and people didn't look at their phones all the times in the 40's
people didn't have to wait in line cause of airport securities
and everyone kept their promises in the 40's
some people think diet coke has sugar but i disagree
and somebody said if I was somebody else then I wouldn't be me
and somebody said if I was somebody else then I wouldn't be me
I'm alright in the new world
don't let me out of your sight
in this one
I'm alright in the new world
don't let me out of your sight
in this one
people didn't have so much paperwork in the 40's
and people didn't look at their phones all the times in the 40's
people didn't do anything anything that might displease
and everybody kept all their promises in the 40's
uh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah in the 40's
what're ya gonna do now?
dadadadada
dadadadada
in the 40's uh wel uh well uh well uh
dadadadada
dadadadada
in the 40's baby baby baby
dadadadada
dadadadada
in the 40's uh wel uh well uh well uh
dadadadada
dadadadada
in the 40's
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9. |
Demonic Possession
04:24
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Some people don’t believe in demons
But they just haven’t seen ‘em yet
‘cause when you come across a demon
It aint somethin’ you forget
Cause you start to itchin’ and-a scratchin’
& pretty soon you start to bleed
& when the blood is in the water
You’re a goner a possessee
I’ll try so hard to hold on tight
Never can get it right, never do win the fight
When you take me away
And put a demon in my place
Obsession, obsession
Demonic possession
& with the demon comes the drinkin’
& with the drinkin’ comes the fights
& with the fightin’ comes the screamin’
& my demon is pleased
I’ll try so hard to hold on tight
Never can get it right, never do win the fight
When they take you away
And put a demon in your place
Obsession, obsession
Demonic possession
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10. |
Any Ol' Time of Day
03:12
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Any ol’ time of day
You can call me up
Call mi celular
& every single day of the year
You know I’m here for thee
Two or three times better than
The getaway plan & the medicine
I’m dead again
An edible man un-American
He spoke to the sigil
It said to fight for the right to feed
But it’s only smokin’ weed
Yeaaah…
All I ever wanted to do is take care of you
& all I ever wanted to be is in your company
I know I fucked things up
But babe I didn’t think I’d ever love anybody quite this much
Yeah
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11. |
Jet Fuel Band Aid
07:40
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12. |
Oolagood Pt. 2
03:00
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Maybe I’ll meet you in the meat grinder
Your daily reminder to leave behind
All that removes you from the collective mind
Or maybe you’ll be in your own little space
Where you chase all that
Within you with little else to relate to
Or maybe we’ll meet just floatin’ in air
The two of us so unaware
Of whatever brought us there
& every other ‘if’ or ‘why’ or ‘where’
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Zack Benlan Goleta, California
Dissociative Pop and Excremental Rock Musick courtesy of Dum Money Records and Dumber Money Industrial Affiliates etc.
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