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Gypsy Roller Disco
03:51
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And they tell me I should go
To a gypsy roller disco
Everything about it seems so
Exciting and important
When I roll around the rink
I think about what’s flowing down the sink
I get so nervous and I
Can’t focus and can’t speak
Watch Kabuki from the cupboard
Eat some sushi in the suburbs
I’d love to give you the whole world
But you’re still acting stubborn
Start a business with your cousin
Sell it all for next to nothin’
Get so poor that all you can afford
Are black market muffins
Do karate with your uncle
Reunite with Mr. Bungle
Go to the store and get some more
If it’s not too much trouble
Colonel Mustard in the study
Used a knife to shank your buddy
Now he’s gone and all is wrong
Let’s hope he stops acting nutty
You do something I can’t understand
My mind says you’re so loco
I can’t stay mad when you grab my hand
And my heart says don’t you let go
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A Voice From Your Past
03:08
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After Hours
03:32
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Meet me at the border
With your uncle’s fake ID
Any act that follows
Is a sure calamity
Turn off your night light
Swipe right for a knife fight
Now move your joystick
Up down left right
Now I’m making churros
At the theme park down the street
Not everybody gets to
Be as cool as me
Look at the sunshine
Just past the skyline
If you’re born to boogie
Then you’ll never have a bad time
I like the flora and the fauna
I like the anonymity
In my medulla oblongata
Is where I keep the mystery
Now it’s after hours
And there’s somewhere I should be
Stealing food from orphans
Maybe learning how to ski
Dance down the sidewalk
Tap shoes on my feet
Misplaced my moccasins
So I can’t be discreet
Are you here to mingle
Or just for the Earl Grey Tea
I flew here on an eagle
Just to rewrite history
I’m on the backend
Of a raw deal
A fake ponzi scheme
That’s too good to be real
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Boris Eats the Book
01:48
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Forever Nap
03:45
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A deathbed extreme unction is my final fantasy
A priest will surely calm my agony
Now sprinkle holy water, and forgive all my sins
But then (hey hey) I’m greeting by three very cheeky grins
My kids all stand around me, won’t let me die in peace
Let me air my grievances so I will feel relieved
Someone owes me money, it’s still not in my hand
I’ll close my eyes and count to 5, by then I might be dead
I’ve lived a good life
And that was that
I’ll take a forever nap
All in all it was a blast
It’s time to hit the sack
Won’t miss dealing with your crap
My kids don’t really love me they only want my things
They’ve made sure that I signed my will they want to live like kings
Bobby gets my left shoe, Tommy takes my beef stew
Timmy gains my talent for kung fu and ju jitsu
I have one last confession I want you boys to know
That I’m not really dying I just have some lumbago
I’m embarrassed of my spawn, their priorities are wrong
Please don’t try to find me cause I’m going going gone
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Poison Berry
02:56
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Leave My Mind
04:02
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I turn around to see the sky
A dark horizon late at night
Then I look down and all I see
Are your feet stomping down on me
When I find out our love’s in doubt
It makes me want to scream and shout
A rendezvous with someone new
Could never take the place of you
Every smile turns into a frown
When you’re walking on that side of town
I roam around the dark lit place
You disappeared without a trace
When I look up is it enough
To tell if I can call your bluff
A sneak attack or secret pact
Will never make me take you back
I come to find a note you signed
Those words will never leave my mind
When you’re talking I don’t hear a word
I’m too busy in my little world
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Bamboozle Me Methuselah
02:34
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Lookin’ for love girl
Under the sofa
Inside my briefcase
Behind the coleslaw
In all my dreams
You’ve never looked better
This may sound cheesy
I’ll be your feta
Over the rainbow
Under the freeway
Let’s watch your fumble
On instant replay
Lookin’ for love
When I sit on your futon
Relax in your sweatpants
I’ve got my suit on
If you want to see just what I do
Turn on the TV to channel two
Keep an open mind but close your eyes
Forget what you’ve heard those were all lies
Turn on the TV to channel twelve
If you want to see me second guess myself
There’s so much left to say so here we go
Don’t blink unless it’s on your radio
You’ve got the answer
To my next question
Fill in the blank
Please don’t leave me guessing
Lookin’ for something
But I’m not quite sure
You are so pretty
I am an eyesore
Searchin’ for Sasquatch
Under the moonlight
There are no signs here
It must have stage fright
Out in the wild
Strange shit is happening
This is the last time
That I go camping
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Blast My Heart to Mars
04:15
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Can you see me
Disappear into a world that’s off your map
Now you know
That I’m all alone and the mirror isn’t looking back
I’m the last one out the door
You’re facedown on the floor
Oh no I know you know you know I know
With vengeance on my mind
I think it’s time
I know just what to do
I’ll march down to the Henry Vilas Zoo
Confront that kangaroo
Can you hear me
Yelling out your name into a crowded room
How could you
Not even turn your head now I look just like a big buffoon
I’m the first one to your side
Don’t unbuckle from this ride
Oh no I know you know you know I know
Your face is filled with joy
While I’m annoyed
Your smile makes me sick
You stole those handcuffs for my magic trick
Upon a pogo stick
In lieu of flowers could you blast my heart to Mars
Cause I don’t wanna be buried on the same planet that you are
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General Joystick Gainesville, Florida
đź“ŤGainesville, FL
🎸🎹Alternative/ instrumental music project led by
Ken Fritz
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