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Wordless Page
02:33
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Staring through the window
Pen pressed to wordless page
My thoughts, fantastic creatures
My skull, it seems, a cage
The rain outside provides the will
For words plotting escape
Verbs and nouns, sentence compounds
Awaiting prison break
Or else my words are children
Whose parents keep them fed
"Work to be done"
"No time for fun"
"No time to play with friends"
Perhaps the meditations
So trapped between my ears
Are prisoners of their own device
Held captive by their fears
I'd like to think they're actors
Preparing for the stage
While I'm staring through the window
Pen pressed to wordless page
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2. |
No Go
02:25
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Traffic…traffic sucks!
Sitting in my car
I just want to scream
There’s some child making faces
Directly at me
Traffic…traffic sucks!
I can see my turn
There's no motion in this lane
Watching a man dig for gold
I think he'll scratch his brain
Traffic…traffic sucks!
Traffic…traffic sucks!
Contemplating swerving off the road into a ditch
But the traffic starts to move
Before I scratch that itch
Traffic…traffic sucks!
Traffic…traffic sucks!
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Caffeinated
01:48
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This is a song about my coffee
I love it so…I kid you not, see?
I am going to drink some more
Maybe with creamer, maybe some sugar
That didn't rhyme but this is the way I want to sing
This is the way that I want this to come out
I'm a little tea pot short and stout
Here is my handle, here is my spout
This is someone else's tune, I won't steal
But this is the way it's coming out for real
Thank you for listening to my tune
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4. |
Snack Attack
02:06
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Animal crackers and all gummy bears
A childhood ritual, I must declare
I bite their heads off
Mmmmm...
Bite the heads off and then eat the rest
I bite their heads off
Mmmmm...
Bite the heads off and then eat the rest
Mmmmm...mmmmm...mmmmm...
Chocolatey Santas and Marshmallow Peeps
What happens next just might give you the creeps
I bite their heads off
Mmmmm...
Bite the heads off and then eat the rest
I bite their heads off
Mmmmm...
Bite the heads off and then eat the rest
I bite their heads off
Mmmmm...
Bite the heads off and then eat the rest
I bite their heads off
Mmmmm...
Bite the heads off and then eat the rest
I bite their heads off
Mmmmm...
Bite the heads off and then eat the rest
Bite the heads off.
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5. |
Werecow
01:59
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Come, sit down my friend
And I will tell you a tale
Of a man who chews the cud
And shoos flies with his tail
He'll eat up all your grass
By the light of the moon
And that's pretty much
All he'll actually do
Werecow!
Werecow!
By day he's just a man
But when the moon is full
He turns into a cow
And baby, that's no bull
So if one night you see him
Better walk on by
He's just a werecow
Sapien Bovine
Werecow!
Werecow!
Mooooooo…
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[Howard:]
When I was just a wee little lad
My momma introduced me to an odd little snack
I bet that you have eaten a pb&j
But what about pb b-o-l-o-g-n-a?
Your eyes say "gross"
Your mouth says "ew"
But if you don't like it
Well whoopidy doo!
Whoopidy doo
Whoopidy doo
I even made an extra one just for you
Whoopidy doo
Whoopidy doo
And If you don't want it, then I'll eat two
[Proctor:]
I was born to crave a specific flavor
It keeps my colon healthy, does my brain a favor
Olive spread, olive loaf and olive joy
Olive jello, olive enemas and olive bok choy!
Your eyes say "gross"
Your mouth says "ew"
But if you don't like it
Well whoopidy doo!
Whoopidy doo
Whoopidy doo
I even made an extra one just for you
Whoopidy doo
Whoopidy doo
And If you don't want it, then I'll eat two
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7. |
Locabeza
02:30
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Crazy?
I'm not crazy.
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8. |
Demon Spawn
02:28
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Don't you know I love ya, sister
And all those crazy kids of yours
But they're slightly psychopathic
And just now getting on my nerves
So please, please, please...
Take your demon spawn home
Take your demon spawn home
Take your demon spawn home
And leave us all here alone
Take your demon spawn right on home!
Take your demon spawn home
Take your demon spawn home
Take your demon spawn home
And leave us all here alone
Take your demon spawn right on home!
So please, please, please…
Please, please, please…
Please, please, please…
Take your demon spawn home
Take your demon spawn home
Take your demon spawn home
And leave us all here alone
Take your demon spawn right on home!
Take your demon spawn home
Take your demon spawn home
Take your demon spawn home
And leave us all here alone
Take your demon spawn right on home!
Get outta here!
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My towel rack
You held up so well
If I didn't have you
My towel would have fell
You, so supportive
Always hanging around
When I needed warmth
I know where you could be found
My towel rack
My towel rack
Now you've got a screw loose
And falling apart
Do I have room for other racks in my heart?
You always held "His" and had room for "Hers"
Now that you’re useless
Drying time is deterred
My towel rack
My towel rack!
My towel rack
My towel rack!
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10. |
To Err Is Fair
02:12
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Do you dare
To be bare
At the fair
Over there?
I don't care
If they stare
Cuz it's rare…
See that bear
With no hair
In his lair
Breathing air?
See him tear
Up a pear
Be aware!
Do you swear
From the glare
Of the Mare's
Derriere
You're not scared?
I must share
You do err…
Is the wear
On a pair
Of pants’ flair?
Au contraire!
In my chair
I declare
It's a snare…
Climb the stairs
Just not theirs
As to where
Don't despair
Leave your wares
To your heirs
Don't forswear…
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11. |
Lulla-Bye Bye
01:52
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Go to sleep...go to sleep
Go to sleep...go to sleep
Go to sleep...go to sleep
The album is over
Go to sleep...go to sleep
Go to sleep...go to sleep
Go to sleep...go to sleep
Pull over your covers
Go to sleep...go to sleep
Go to sleep...go to sleep
Go to sleep...go to sleep
Maybe dream of Howard
Go to sleep...go to sleep
Go to sleep...go to sleep
Go to sleep...go to sleep
The album is over
Go to sleep...
Go to sleep...go to sleep
Go to sleep...go to sleep
Go to sleep...go to sleep
The album is over
Go to sleep...go to sleep
Go to sleep...go to sleep
Go to sleep...go to sleep
Pull over your covers
Go to sleep...go to sleep
Go to sleep...go to sleep
Go to sleep...go to sleep
Maybe dream of Howard
Go to sleep...go to sleep
Go to sleep...go to sleep
Go to sleep...go to sleep
The album is over
Go to sleep...
Go to sleep...
Go to sleep...
Are you asleep yet?
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Howard C. Esley Florida
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standing outside of your dirty window, staring at...loving...coveting your new bag of marshmallows...then I went home to pick all the marshmallows out of my box of Lucky Charms and cried...even though they are magically delicious...I didn't feel any better...I can't get your marshmallows out of my mind
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