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Mr.Bones' Wild Ride
04:23
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Open the gates, receive the days amusement,
Laugh and rejoice, I’m here for a good time
There, there I see
He is calling to me
Drawn by beady red eyes,
Up the stair I climb
Pasty white skull, black top hat
Fingers clutching for me
It must have been ages, we are all still here
I can’t comprehend how I am still alive
On and on the wheels grind,
Over, under, side to side
Birthed of some sadistic mind
MR BONES WILD RIDE
Up the rails, ‘round curves and bends
Twist and turn ‘til sickness ends
Does my certain doom impend?
Mr Bones, will it end?
On and on the wheels grind,
Over, under, side to side
Birthed of some sadistic mind
MR BONES WILD RIDE
Up the rails, ‘round curves and bends
Twist and turn ‘til sickness ends
Does my certain doom impend?
Will it ever end?
Screams! From behind,
“I’ve had enough!”
“Let me off, let me off, oh please, let me off!”
I turn to see,
He is going to jump
“You can’t get off, you’ll never get off! No… NO!”
On and on the wheels grind,
Over, under, side to side
Birthed of some sadistic mind
MR BONES WILD RIDE
Up the rails, ‘round curves and bends
Twist and turn ‘til sickness ends
Does my certain doom impend?
Mr Bones, will it end?
On and on the path it winds
Over and under that awful sign
Birthed of some sadistic mind
MR BONES WILD RIDE
Tight as air the path ahead
Filling me with total dread
I find myself to start again
The ride never ends!
No it never ends!
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Thought I was happy with you
But now we are apart
I feel a great burden lifting off my heart
I’m seeing someone new
Someone more flexible
Your refusal to change was completely detestable
Your antiquated ways
Used to kill me
Breaking up with you was such a pain
My new companion
Is there anytime
A set of features, the menu so fine
So many hours together
Can’t quit this love we had forever
8 bucks a month is all I pay
Leaving cable was the best choice I ever made
Glass of wine and the evening news
These memories make me miss you
Ads for Wal-Mart, big and blue
Gave me time to grab a brew
But I think it’s best to part
Embrace the change within our hearts
My newfound love for her art
Won’t judge me if I choose to watch Paul Blart
8 bucks a month is all I pay
Leaving cable was the best choice I ever made
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Don Peyote
05:08
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Come before me master, we will cure your disease
Sacred desert plant will bring you down upon your knees,
Now that it has grown, I give to you this quest
You know not what it holds, but through it you’ll find your
Destiny
Flying on my journey toward the Western coast
Mighty wings that carry me to fight the serpents ghost
A hoard of shining tentacles attacks me from the sea
I brandish my electro axe for now I cannot,
Free
A world waiting
Torrential raining
Lizard breath freezing
I must prevail
Flashing, thrashing
Great beast is now falling
Spirit maiden
Calls me to soar high
Light blinding me eyes
I’m paralyzed
So many spines
Steal her, I
I can’t believe
Out of a dream
Spiky and green
Save her
A drugtacular
Cactacular
Tentacular
Spectacular
A drugtacular
Cactacular
Tentacular
Spectacular
Thunder, lighting
The world will brighten
Stabbing, slashing
I will prevail
Mashing, Bashing
The great plant is now falling
Spirit maiden
Calls me to save her
Onward to victory
I see the truth
In my minds it is all in my mind
Wake to this room so white
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In Sandwich Diaboli
04:51
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Shadows lurk around my home,
Demonic foodlust takes me
I crave indulgence and the glorification
Of my freezers dulcet tones
I gather unholy instruments
Kvltlery and plates most dire
The screaming pain and infuriation
Of my stomachs unremittant groans
Five points of crust
Calories of blazing scorn
The turkey carcass and the dead façade
Of your diet as it combusts
Wisdom from the light
Light of the Dijon star
The Beelzebub, lettuce and tomato on whole wheat bread
Served with side of fries
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Spruce Jam
05:33
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NU.S.S.R.
03:55
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(The darkest depths of the Kremlin)
The time, my love has come, resurrect our fallen comrade
(To the tomb of Marx)
This final test of will, retrieve his manifesto
From the words of Marx and the Western tears,
To the Swiss blood spilled of American fears,
We will be together to paint the world red, the power of my love will bring you back from the dead
With the help of the devil to see my dream, hear the sudden cry of capitalist screams
Lead us now my great Red Star, to become the NU S S R
(To New New York I fly)
Upon my secret plane, karate chop a child
(Now I need the final piece)
To the bankers lands I fly, shoot a man just like his cheese
From the words of Marx and the Western tears,
To the Swiss blood spilled of American fears,
We will be together to paint the world red, the power of my love will bring you back from the dead
With the help of the devil to see my dream, hear the sudden cry of capitalist screams
Lead us now my great Red Star, to become the NU S S R
From the words of Marx and the Western tears,
To the Swiss blood spilled of American fears,
You were never love, you were just a slave, but you will be rewarded as a hair on my face
Become a great part of my mustache eternal, watch in awe as my scheme unfurls
I will lead you, I am the Red Star, I will create the NU S S R
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A Minor Blasphemy
06:25
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The Catholic Church has gone too far,
Centuries of corruption
Hordes of unwashed sheeple are
Disease unto the sun
Somebody has got to put
Them back into their place
I volunteer myself
To bring them their disgrace
Ring the doorbell and leave a surprise
Set fire to a paper bag with dog poop inside!
At the local grocery
Buy all of their toilet paper
Then sneak out into blackest night
To pull my heinous caper
All over their architecture,
Their windows and their walls
They’re caught in a devious web
Toilet paper covers all
Ring the doorbell and leave a surprise
Set fire to a paper bag with dog poop inside!
Paint can in hand
Spraying the hatred
All over the churches walls
Message marked in red
“No-one likes the pope!
His Pope hat really stinks!
No-one likes the pope!
At least no-one who thinks!”
Disturbing the priest, very slightly
Useless man, watering babies, preaching so shite-ily
Annoying the ministers, doing it nightly
An eye booger to the face of God, they all can bite me!
Sneaking in on a Sunday morning to pull the fire alarm
There’s really no fire at all, they’ve fallen for my charm
With all my cunning, I perform
A cruel and devious dance
I find the priest while he’s shopping,
And pull down his pants!
With this phonebook, it won’t take long to find
How to give the Vatican the call of a lifetime!
Rrr…uhh… Satan!
Disturbing the priest, very slightly
Useless man, watering babies, preaching so shite-ily
Annoying the ministers, doing it nightly
An eye booger to the face of God, they all can bite me!
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Just one book report lost on the wind
Landed on a forgotten sandwich
Sitting on an ancient burial ground
Tripped on by Shaq, who's blood soaked the earth
The old world changed, a strange reaction
Transformed into a dark empty void
Only one creature now called it home
The giant squid Giggles, sad and alone
Sleeping in space
The Great Moose waits
Drifting through time
Until he awakes
Giggles soon died and became our planets
But with no sun there could be no life
The planets debated about what to do
Until brave Pluto set forth with plan
He floated away into the next system
And challenged their sun to Mario Kart
It was a close call but Pluto prevailed
He lost all his power to bring us our light
Sleeping in space
The Great Moose waits
Drifting through time
Until he awakes
Meanwhile back by planet earth
Two moons, named Adam and Steve
Were in love
Their attraction pulled them into the planet
They crashed just as the sun ignited
Creating life
Join us now in prayer:
PRAISE THE MOOSE ETERNAL
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