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Ends Meat (Maurice)
02:41
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Gimme something good to eat
Don't want it to smell like feet
Large portions, not petite
Something savory something sweet
Don't wanna wait, just bring the plate
I have been here before
You always leave me wanting more
Sitting in a chair
Where's the silverware?
I would like a menu please
I'll start with the crackers and cheese
Now whetting the appetite
Can't wait for the first bite
Crunching and chewing, that's what I'm doing
Got to get it all down, all the morsels that can be found
I'm really shoveling away
There's not much else to say
Eating everything in sight
Searching for the perfect bite
My window is closin'
Not sure what I have chosen
It's quite a feet
When ends meat
Time to get your fill
Let's split the bill
Your life's complete
When ends meat
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Ends Meat (Otto)
02:38
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Put some spine in it
Another cheek now
This isn't dinner, is it?
It's no treat when you eat ends meat
No one should see the recipe
Put some elbow in it
Tails and organ cuttings
This is dinner, isn't it?
When you're hungry you'll eat anything
So hungry but what is this thing?
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Forest Factory (Maurice)
02:52
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Welcome to my artificial land
Made by human hands
Everything you see
Was made by me
You'll love what you see at Forest Factory
Shelves lined with trees at Forest Factory
Yes, you can shake the leaves
Watch out for homemade bees at Forest Factory
The real thing is messy and dirty
Do you want one tree or thirty?
We create it all
Creatures big and small
Get your slugs and bugs
No, we don't sell rugs
Now get in line
For exotic pines at Forest Factory
Two-headed crows
We'll give it a go
Everything in the forest is in here
Now you have nothing to fear
We've taken all the woodland dangers
But you might still have to talk to strangers
Please come back soon
New items arriving at noon
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Forest Factory (Otto)
03:59
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We were talking about building a shed
And these are the very words that to me she said:
"What's the place where all the lumber grows? The forest factory?"
I said, "I don't know."
Forest factory, yeah.
Forest factory, yeah.
I think she meant lumber yard but I can't be sure
She says a lot of stuff so it's all a blur
I might apply at the forest factory
I'd like to spend my days just making trees
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How did it all begin?
Searching through the vegetable bins
When something caught my nose
Yeah, that's the one I chose
Garlic Tambourine
Cutting chopping and slicing
Doing a whole lot of spicing
Now I got my music machine
Yeah, that's my garlic tambourine
Keeps vampires away
Even during the day
Such a treat to play
Would make a fine sauté
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Garlic Tambourine (Otto)
02:55
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Garlic tambourine
Obo with cheese
Twice-baked violins
Cello fresh squeezed
When I shake mine, no one wants face time
They stand far away whenever I play
Garlic tambourine
Dark chocolate bagpipes
Tympani with ice cream
Clarinet cheese bites
Delicious if in key
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7. |
Happy Song
02:15
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It's a sunny day, clouds have gone away
Goin' swimmin' apple pie
These are things that make me smile
Kickin' off my shoes, kick away those blues
Makin' dinner, watch some shows
Nobody cares if I don't wear clothes
Havin' a good time, movin' my feet
Runnin' out of lines so I'll just repeat
Nobody cares if I don't wear clothes
It's a happy song, who writes those?
Then we'll have the obligatory breakdown
Then we'll count it back 1 2 3 4
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Invisible Man
02:10
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Invisible Man, Invisible Man
(etc.)
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Just Coffee (Maurice)
04:31
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Imagine in your mind
A place where all the matter
That matters is coffee
All the streams, every seem filled
With glorious delightful coffee
Mmm, I want a cup
Just coffee…
Here I drive
In my coffee car
Made with the best beans
From near and far
No one is tired here
And there is no sleep
The bedroom is a place for
The other things that you keep
I know this dream to some
Might sound like a nightmare
But don’t worry
I wasn’t going to share
This utopia is all for me
This utopia is
This utopia is…
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Just Coffee (Otto)
02:32
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I was up late last night
Just wasn't feeling right
And when the morning came
I still felt the same
Oooo just coffee
I can't eat a thing
Not even the onion rings
My stomach is turned around
Only one thing will stay down
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The Loneliest Clown
04:32
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I'm the only one at home
The definition of alone
I hear no sound, no one around
I don't even have my phone
I put my ear to the ground
Hear no on for miles around
What did I say to make them go away?
I'm the loneliest clown
I want someone to see
And someone to see me
Is this how it has to be?
No one cares about my nose
Or my brightly tattered clothes
Was this the day? Did the big top blow away?
And will it ever come back down?
What did I say to make them go away?
I guess the circus left town
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Lovesick Iguana
04:08
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Lovesick iguana comin' here to take me home
All the marijuana stored up in my skin and bones
Maybe I got it wrong
Sometimes there's nobody home
But I can build a campfire, I can grease a cake pan real good
Lord please understand me, I'm trying to do as I should
Maybe I got it right
Can you squeeze a diamond too tight?
Maybe there's nothing wrong
After all it's just a song
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Get a big shovel, it's time to dig deep
You got places to go, promises to keep
Make sun while the hay shines
That building won't build itself
Put those negative feelings up on the shelf
Feet going forward, never back
No time for dilly-dally, no time for snacks
You got this, you can't lose
It's your time, no time to snooze
There is no "I" in "team" but there is in me
Visualize your dreams and they will be
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Pinwheel
04:39
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Like a propeller and a kaleidoscope
Up one side and down the other
The wind sends me round and round
All day long, round and round
Flicker reflections on the ground
Round and round like a pinwheel
Round and round
On a day just like today
I want to be just where I am
Spinning eternally, outside and internally
I make a clicking sound
I'm stuck in the ground
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Punk Rock Aunt
03:08
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Dressed like the 8 ball
She put the hammer down
She's all menthol
She comes from over town
Her trash can, your trash can't
She ain't heavy she's my punk rock aunt
She's in free-fall
But she's buckled down
She'd 5 feet tall
and fully musclebound
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Random B
02:35
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The armadillo chases the aqueduct
And the vending machines all leave for another world
All the cheeses will be offered a manicure
But most of them prefer to be squirrels
Cuz it's random, yeah it's random
Tomorrow a sweet bun gets electrified
The soldiers and kittens all boogie down (yes they do)
It all makes sense if you take it out of context
When the symptoms of rocket ships are clown
Carry the water in a vacuum tube
Walk away, walk away from the sun (bet you can't)
All I can tell you is antifreeze
Until all the pagan omelettes are done
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Secret Agent Dan
03:41
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He's a loaded gun aimed at everyone
Drops in from the sky, submarine goodbye
He's trained to stay calm tied to a ticking bomb
With a daring plan, Secret Agent Dan
In a suave disguise with a big surprise
Climbing up the town, the man of the hour
Knows just what to do, transmitter in his shoe
More than a common man, Secret Agent Dan
Our most desperate hour, other men would cower
He stands all alone defending us at home
A deadly car chase to save the human race
The ladies understand Secret Agent Dan
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Unvisible Man
04:02
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Every morning I wonder why
I look in the mirror and there's nothing to find
I eat my cereal alone
You can't see through me
You just don't see me
I'm the Unvisible Man
No one can see I'm getting fat
In my sunglasses and cravat
My reflection is out on loan
Feel like a shadow on the street
People don't notice me, our eyes never meet
Am I still made of skin and bone?
So I'll say goodbye and go away
No one will notice anyway
I eat my cereal alone
But it looks like no one's home
Eat my cereal alone
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Sack of Pinkies Grand Mound, Washington
SoP is Maurice and Otto making music in our nowhere land for nobody. We aim only to please ourselves but we're happy if you like it, too. We are 100% homemade and free of any interest in fame. Not that that's on the table. We give each other song challenges. We mostly play real instruments made of wood and strings. We use canned drums and we have no shame about it. Analog drummers eat a lot. ... more
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