1. |
An Old Joke of Mine
02:25
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At this house, in a new town,
A big place in this neighborhood
I always dreamed of
I sat on a porch and watched
The circus of party-goers downstairs
Just watching them as they went
From distant, to cold,
To just plain hostile.
They ran a bus between us,
And separated us,
Things got confusing at this point,
Leaving me with a short anorexic girl
Who's told me for some reason,
Which I can't remember for the hostility,
And says, "come back here."
It's daylight now and I'm
On the outside of a brick structure,
An old Civil War style garage apartment
With no doors, holes ten or eleven inches square
For cannons and things apparently;
I can't get in there,
And talk through these holes,
And see, amazed that the person
Actually fits through them;
It must be a contortionist trick
As I try to figure it out,
Staring at huge wads of knotty stiff canvas
Being pulled and shoved through it,
The person who brought me back there
To tease me about it -
Not being able to fit in the hole -
Went about going through the daily things,
No longer caring that I'm there.
The people demanded the old paint cans
In the basement of Dad's old house;
It was useless garbage, probably dried,
But I just didn't like being bullied.
They could have asked but I said no,
Very polite-like.
It was night, the party-goers back there.
K. and I sat in the room with the piano;
They were all in the yard outside.
Outside the window, I saw them:
Just a good group of clean-living middle-aged
Yuppies, being less and less subtle
About the hostility of their motives,
But as yuppies are,
They had none of their alcohol or drugs.
One of the little girls played,
Running around the tree,
Oblivious.
Maybe she was evil too...
I don't know.
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2. |
Get Down
04:58
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"And we can
Get it together
Ease up our mind
Do a little dance
Make a little love
Get down tonight
Do a little dance
Make a little love
Get down tonight
Get down tonight, baby"
Yeah
Yeah
Shake it
Shake your booty
Bake it
Bake your noodle
Yeah
Shake it
Shake your booty
Come on come on come on come on
Bake it
Bake your noodle
Yeah
Shake it
Shake your booty
Bake it
Bake your noodle
Shake it
Shake your booty
Bake it
Bake your noodle
Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
Come on come on come on come on
Work it
Work your booty
Sell it
Sell your poodle
Work it
Work your booty
Sell it
Sell your poodle
Yeah
Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
come on come on come on
Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
Yeah
Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
Come on come on come on come on come on
Shake it
Shake your booty
Bake it
Now bake your noodle
Shake it
Shake your booty
Bake it
Bake your noodle
Y'all know what I'm
Yeah
All the ladies in the house say
Get down get down get down get down get down
Ooh ooh
Get down get down get down get down get down
Get down get down get down get down get down
Get down get down get down get down get down
Yeah
Get down get down get down get down get down
Yeah
Get down get down get down get down get down
Get down get down get down get down get down
Mmmm hmmm
Get down
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3. |
Fig Newtonian Dune Buggy
02:36
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That's just too much fun
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4. |
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Main menu
To listen to your messages, press one
First message
The setting sun cast long shadows
Across the busy city-scape,
All concrete and steel,
With cold wind sneaking in from around the corners
Of each of the tallest buildings -
Structures erected as monuments
To the financial labyrinth
That drives the same crazy bustle every day,
The mad rush that slowly drips off
Every suit and hat in town
Around this time of day like,
Like the rusted leaves falling
Off a majestic oak in September.
"God-damned prepositions,"
He muttered, under his breath.
Playback stopped
To restart message playback, press two
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5. |
AMP 5
00:30
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6. |
Honkeys & Junkies
02:58
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Why am I even doing this?
Come on
'Cause this is hilarious!
Come on
Who cares, who cares
Come on
Okay, okay
High tops, vanilla shake and onion rings
I'll take a job, I'll take another thing
And I'm doin' a line and I'm bustin' a rhyme
And I'm up eatin' these burritos and eggrolls
Hey motherfucker it's me in the alley
Behind the Moore Theatre, what's up?
Don't have a seizure from the coke I sold ya
What's up nigga? I told ya
That's what's up, you see me pop the top
And pop the Glock, while I cop the top
And I popped the cop, and I kicked his ass
At the motherfuckin' rest stop, bitch
Too much booze, too much heroin
Takin' dope, shootin' dope up in my butt
And I don't even know what's up, but
I feel like a nut
I feel (undecipherable)
Yeah motherfucker
Yeah west side in the house
Tacos and nachos, I'm blowin' my nose
Because I think I's gots the colds
And I don't even knows, but man
Whatever the money, it folds
Camaros, ah yeah, waxin' the shit at the Elephant Car Wash
Ah, lookin' for bitches on Aurora
Smackin' the shit to Dick's and back
And then I takes a shit on your bitch
Because that's what it is
Like a motherfucker shit
Honkeys and junkies
Honkeys and junkies
And we do the rappers in the song and the wrappers and burritos
And the eggrolls
Eatin' eggrolls
Eatin' eggrolls
Ah yeah
White honkey in effect
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7. |
Backwards K
02:36
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8. |
Asteroids
03:31
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I don't have anything
Aaaaah
Aaaah ha ha
Ah hahaaa
Ahh haaaa
Mmmm hmmmmm
Do do dooo do do
(grunts)
oooooooooh
yeah
whoa whoa whoa
(repeat chorus)
Ow!!
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9. |
Space Titanium
01:37
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Thank you for bringing me from the airport, I'm grateful
There you are
Hey there, you're not invited!
Oh, hold it!
Ah, Mizake, welcome home
I brought a guest for you
Wow
Ah
Ha ha ha ha
You're mean, you should have told me that Professor Wagara was your uncle
Ha I couldn't resist making fun
You should be ashamed
By the way, where's Mizake?
It seems that he found a strange piece of metal near Jiyogoso cave
This material can only be space titanium
Space titanium? You mean it's from outer space?
Quake!
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10. |
East
02:57
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11. |
Black
00:52
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The only thing that looks strange to me was, um, when we sonicated, we got a much lower and more uniform mean, um, on the laser diffraction unit. Leads me to believe that you, you either have a fair amount of agglomeration going, or we were actually destroying the sample when we sonicated. I guess we need to talk more to figure that out. I hope band practice is going well, I'm an old player from years gone by myself. Talk to you later.
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12. |
Crayfish & Crayons
02:47
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13. |
Variations on a Girl
04:32
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14. |
Santo d'Medio
01:49
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15. |
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Lovely, sweet Jill
At times, I would like to have your head hung above my fireplace like a trophy from a great kill
Proudly placed as a pleasant reminder of how much I long to hunt big game
Then, in the same moment, I realize that I am completely against the innocent slaughter of any living, breathing creature, gentle or deadly
The thought of seeing your head gutted and stuffed in my living room is almost frightening
Not only due to the fact there would be no mess when I sweep out the brains
I can't believe these utterly horrid images I'm having at this moment, what evil demon has possessed me so,
That I may have such putrid thoughts
How can this be my mind at work?
I am a creative individual, and should make graphic stories about slaughter, death and self-mutilation
And these stories should sell well in Japan, if not at the local convenience store
I have an active, vivid imagination
I could... capture young souls
Boys rebelling against adolescence
I could have them bowing at my feet
And sending me whips and chains,
Handcuffs, pokers, shakers, leather, spikes, ropes
Even as - Ooooh -
The thought makes my groin muscles tighten
I feel a strange pulsating vibration
Running throughout my entire body
I'm getting light-headed
I suppose I should stop
When I'm caught in an act
Of utter disgust
You tell us how you like your Cup o' Noodles
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16. |
Elephant Baby
02:13
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howdy-do
howdy-do
howdy-do
(etc.)
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17. |
AMP 4
00:59
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18. |
The Elevator Tune
02:06
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Hi this is Dave Wright,
I have a tune for Lowbelly
It's called The Elevator Tune
Do do do do do do dodo do do do do do do
Do do do do do do dodo do do do do do do
That's all
End of message
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19. |
Anaerobic
01:19
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20. |
Plastic Monster Woody
01:38
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okay
okay
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21. |
Godzilla
04:05
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22. |
Drunk
03:22
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Cha ch ch ch
Do be do wop do wop
Cha ch ch
Oh yeah
Cha ch ch
That's right
Take a lead
Take a lead from Jeremy
There he is - JR
I guess it's time to mumble in the microphone
My turn
I got nothin' else to say
So I guess I'll give it away
To mister Red Star himself
We got the melody
It's just four tones
Not much of a melody
Hahaha
Bing, bing
La la
La la la la la
Oh fuck
He just handed me the microphone
And I still don't have anything to say
You know, so I'm just kind of mumbling away
Well...
I'm really not exactly sure what to do here right now
So I guess we'll uh, we'll just let it all speak for itself
We'll just let it go on its own
Alright? alright
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23. |
Jump Up and Down
03:12
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Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
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24. |
It Feels Good
03:26
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Got to be?
You be you
It feels good
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