1. |
The Splat
03:40
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The bathroom stall was filled with men
A dance broke out on the southern wing
The law said no but the dance grew strong
And now we know how it goes.
Fall to the floor and lay down flat
See the world from on your back
Thrash your body, then collapse
Let’s all go and do the splat
We’ve come upon some Indians
And Gods country isn’t meant for them
So now we have the right to take control of it all.
Fall to the floor and lay down flat
See the world from on your back
Thrash your body, then collapse
Let’s all go and do the splat
The dance floor’s filled with feet again
The DJ Spins around the drain
We spin in circles, drowning as we go down
Stand up straight and tip your hat
Walk out the door and don’t look back
The cat came back without his hat
He lost it when he did the splat
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2. |
The Devil
03:38
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When I was a child I was baptized
The Devil in me died
But in the middle of a hot dry summer
He was revived
So that’s when I took everything inside
I Shut the door and turned out light
The hazy colors of my life
Are now a stark black and white
And I know what’s right
Cause I’ve seen the light
He knows what’s inside
And knows what I like
I rode a tandem bike with Jesus Christ
But every time he made me pedal
It’s so much easier to ride when you’re with The Devil
And the taste is sweet
And bad for the teeth
But that’s how I eat
And why I drink
So now I won’t get to go heaven
And all I can say is, “I don’t really care”
Cause in this life I’m already bored
So why would I wanna go there?
But you know, I’m no rebel
Just no longer on the level
And I’ve accepted the hand of The Devil
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3. |
75¢
01:41
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If you got it it’s your money.
It’s enough to catch the trolley.
It’s not quite a dollar.
But it’s better than a quarter.
It knows not what you’re thinking.
But there’s something so appealing
It’s seventy five pennies
And doubled, it’s one fifty.
Everyone of them has a mother
And you treat me like a brother
At one time brought good fortune.
And stood to restore order
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4. |
Southern Gentleman
04:51
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So many things in life I’d like to be
A sailor with a suit and cap who sails across the sea
But in another life you know I was another me
But I can’t comprehend that philosophy
So maybe be a southern gentleman
At peace
Just to breathe
And then you’ll know just right where I stand
With beliefs
Without needs
This whole life is what you get for free
Spend it on yourself and don’t forget to breathe
I can’t be a dolphin or a chimpanzee
But I know of another possibility
Maybe be a southern gentleman
Leisurely
And complete
And then you’ll know just right where I stand
At peace
Just to be
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5. |
Digital Cowboy
01:36
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INSTRUMENTAL
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6. |
The Shit Valve
02:20
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When the shit valve’s on
Don’t be surprised
When out comes a shit
With a suit and tie on
I gotta say
It’s a perfect fit
But you were put you in charge
And then you went
And took advantage of it
You’ve been a bad boy –oh no
Go to the corner
With a chair and sit
Your mouth is running to keep up with your lies
But now there’s some thing that you just can’t disguise.
Your heads exploded to Napoleon size
But no surprise, run and hide, cause the shit valve’s been turned on!
Don’t get me wrong
I got some things
I don’t want to admit
So, if you need to get off
We’ll go ahead
But you got things to fix
If your telling us the God
Is on your side
Well how did you decide this?
Proclaiming Jesus in your heart
Just aint enough
You gotta act like him.
You’ve got the money and you’ve got the drive
Your duty called and assembled the flies
And flies can carry dangerous germs on their feet
Now disease is on the street. It’s on the meat. It’s on TV. It’s what we breathe.
When the shit valve’s on
Don’t be surprised
When out comes a shit
You might mean no harm
But we need help
Our society’s sick
So when the shit fan’s on
You’re gonna get back
What you spit into it
It’s the same old song
So turn it off
Cause we’re sick of it
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7. |
Dance Like Robot
01:05
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INSTRUMENTAL
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8. |
I Search For Tomorrow
03:23
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I search for tomorrow
Among the ashes of yesterday
Fragile and grey
I blow them away
And look for a spark
To light the dawn of tomorrow
I search for tomorrow
Among the fallen pants of right now
Lifeless and brown
Can one be found?
Vibrantly green
Filled with a dream of tomorrow
For in my search I seek a meaning
That is buried somewhere in the bones of dreamers
Who have walked upon the earth
I‘ve got to find a reason
Why was I born?
What am I worth?
I search for tomorrow
Among the shadows of what might be
Shapeless and free
So hard to see
What can I touch
That longs so much for tomorrow?
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9. |
The Spins
03:21
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Would you like to row a boat?
(You know I would)
Or maybe sell your soul?
(Maybe I should)
Would you rather be alone?
(I guess I could)
How ‘bout a cup of joe?
(Oh that sounds good)
Rationalizing every whim
Till you have fallen from the spins
And when your friends have claimed you dead
You’re gonna rise and haunt again
Do you believe in ghosts?
(I guess I should)
Would you like to have a smoke?
(I guess I could)
Would you like to hear a joke?
(You know I would)
It’s the one about the Pope?
(oh that sounds good)
CHORUS
But you see I’m trying
To survive
And do what’s right
Please
We’re all just tired
Uninspired
From an endless fight
Would you like something to eat?
(Maybe I should)
Would you like to have some tea?
(I guess I could)
How ‘bout something to believe?
(You know I would)
Or maybe have a drink?
(oh that sounds good)
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10. |
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Well I just can't help believin'
When she smiles up soft and gentle
With a trace of misty morning
And the promise of tomorrow in her eyes
And I just can't help believin'
When she's lying close beside me
And my heart beats with the rhythm of her sighs
This time the girl is gonna stay
This time the girl is gonna stay
For more than just a day
And I just can't help believin'
When she slips her hand in my hand
And it feels so small and helpless
And let my fingers fold around it like a glove
And I just can't help believin'
When she's whispering some magic
My tears are flowing honey sweet with love
This time the girl is gonna stay
This time the girl is gonna stay
For more than just a day
I just can't help believin'
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11. |
Mony Mony Mony
01:01
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12. |
Words
03:51
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What’s with all these words
That’s used in conversation?
Who thought of all these words?
It’s gotta take some patience
Just sounds that you have heard
Can serve as a replacement
The challenge of these words
Is people try to take them.
And I don’t have the patience
To learn them all and relate them, into my language
The kids are using words
It’s the latest teen sensation
Refining all these words
And just for recreation
The dangers of these words
It’s not for conversation
Abusing all those words
It’s verbal penetration
And I don’t like all the changes
The planets aligned and I’m waiting. I can’t make it.
Defining the absurd
To claim an innovation
Sounds are sometimes words
A verbal ventilation
We have to use these words
Were starting an invasion
Start throwing out those words
And placing them on pages
Some will claim them as sacred
Locking them away in cages. I wanna get naked
And swim in all these words
I’m singing all these words
Were making up these words
I cant remember words
Who’s thought of all these words
What’s with all these words
Were making up the words
I’m singing all these words
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13. |
The Bride of TSNKE
03:33
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Jack said to Sally
Well, what do you know?
I’m coming back home
And look how you’ve grown
But I couldn’t be seen
At a high school prom
Perhaps I was wrong
So now we should go
Give me life… TSNKE
Miller was sad
The guilt was so heavy
He just couldn’t get
Those images out of his head
But something’s a man
Has got to bear in silence
But how was he
Supposed to know
Give me life… TSNKE
Don’t have much today
That I can afford
But I’ll be okay
As long as I got something to live for.
Give me Bride of TSNKE
So please don’t hesitate
To get your mate a little TSNKE
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14. |
Say Goodbye
03:14
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Now it’s time to say goodbye
I hope this wasn’t a bore
We love to play these songs for you
Hopefully leave you wanting more
And now it’s time to pack the gear
And take it home to bed
The sound was made to battle all
The cobwebs in our ears
Please don’t push as you vacate
And buy some merchandise
Now it’s time to say goodbye
We hope this wasn’t a bore
We had to play these songs for you
Hopefully leave you wanting more
They’re only variations of songs you might know
Now patiently make your way to the door
Peace on earth, good will to man
Be careful as you drive
Be prepared for what’s ahead
This is your only life
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D. Sticker Ensemble Los Angeles, California
Sticker Music For Sticker People.
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