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Buzz Buzz Buzz
Bees are a doing it
Buzz buzz buzz
Buzz buzz buzz
How do they do all that work?
I think the babies are the trick.
Buzz Buzz Buzz
Bees are a doing it
Buzz buzz buzz
Buzz buzz buzz
I wish I was one of them
They're making that money
They're making that honey
Eatin' all winter
Taking long naps
Buzz Buzz Buzz
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Girls in Jettas with cell phones
Girls in Jettas with cell phones
Girls in cars, go to bars
meet the boys then drive them home
After work after class
On the phone they talk all day
They're girls in Jettas with Cell phones
Drive all Night and sleep all day
They're girls in Jettas with Cell phones
Where do you put your handy when you go to sleep
Girls and boys
Get their toys
Cause they know it's time to play
Set your ring to "Für Elise"
I'll set mine to just vibrate
Vibrate!
Girls in Jettas with Cell phones
Work all day and drive all night
Girls in Jettas with Cell phones
Sleep all night to drive all day
Off to work
or after work
or after school
she got a job
unless daddy paid
in which case
I think you know who you are
You're Girls in Jettas with Cell phones
Girls in Jettas with Cell phones
Girls and boys
Girls and boys
Girls and boys
Girls and boys
Girls and boys
and boys and girls
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This is MY song!
00:53
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This is MY song!
This is MY song!
This is MY song!
This is MY song!
This is MY song!
This is MY song!
This is MY song!
This ain't your song
I made it up
Yeah, this is MY song!
This is MY song!
This is mine
It ain't yours
This is MY song!
I made it up!
This is MY song!
This is MY song!
This is MY song!
This is mine!
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Happy #1
02:00
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Of lyrics, there are none, for this is an instrumental track.
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bombast in d
01:32
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Of words, there are none.
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Will You Fly Me to Rome?
02:24
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Will You Fly Me to Rome?
You go out to bars
Where you don’t know no one
But you know you’ll find someone
Who thinks your made of drinks and
she lets you drive her home
She’s never been in a Hummer
So she thinks you’re okay
She might even think you’re fine
But I know when I say
Either way it’s a game
She’ll take you for a ride
If she lets you come up
To the murphy-bed-luck-pad
To get your rocks off
Twisting to the Hi-Fi
That’s up on cinder blocks and the rocks are off
Shimmy shimmy shake
Shimmy gimme wake and bake
It’s the new dance in town
Get in line
Right behind
Waste no time
Or you’ll wait in line
At the Cinder Block Sock Hop
The cinder blocks are soft
Twisting to the Hi-Fi that’s up on cinder blocks
And the rocks are off
It’s not a situation
Where you gotta pay in
Maybe take her shopping
This way she’ll hit play for you
Again at the sock hop
Where the cinder blocks are soft
(Radix malorum est cupiditas)
Twisting to the Hi-Fi
(Radix malorum est cupiditas)
Twisting to the sock hop
Sock hop
Rocks off
Vis-a-vis the new addition
She’s your new addiction
She’ll try to keep you wishing
She’ll have a premonition
Maybe women’s intuition
“I don’t want to be your whore!”
Forget his reputation
Don’t need this degradation
I need a vacation
Will you fly me to Rome?
Words and Music by Matty Schindler
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Spring pushed down today
I saw her in the rain on the tar of
Your balcony
But then later on walking home on grass
(then later on walking home)
Later on walking home on grass alone
My mood was so August to Autumn
Then you looked in my eyes
And “Babe,” you said
“I’m so glad to be alive!”
and I’m glad we’re not dead
And here were are
So just living
And so it is hard to be giving
To the war machine
Can we stop the war machine?
Can we stop the war machine?
Before we go, may we evolve
To the point where we can
Turn it off?
War machine is here and I know
Why you cry at night I know
Let’s go…
Can we turn off the war machine?
Is there a switch we can flick?
To turn it off the war machine
Is it at the ballot box?
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Pickles Two
05:08
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Pickles Two.
I ordered mine over easy
I specified a runny yolk
I denied myself the right to
complain when she said
I didn’t complain (I read it in her diary)
she said I could never love a man
who didn’t like his eggs
sunny side up like her dad
and I had time to think
on the first date
there was a burger on the menu
I said I’d have it with no pickles
she became angry or so it seemed
she said “You don’t— you don’t want pickles?!”
“Are you crazy?”
“Well, I’ll take the pickles,” I said and uh yeah so
so the burger came
And I had to eat a pickle
she said “I like to dip mine in mayonnaise first.”
so I tried that
didn’t have a problem with mayonnaise
surprisingly enough
and I kind of liked the pickle with the mayonnaise on it
it was weird
and then there was a time
where we were out
they just brought these free olives for us to eat
and she fell upon them with much vigor
I was like “Oh no, I’m not gonna eat any olives…”
And she was like “You don’t eat olives?”
and uh, I said “No, not really.”
and she was like “You need to eat an olive right now!”
and I really wanted to make her a part of my life
so it was like “I gotta eat an Olive right now,”
“How is my gag reflex control doing right now? You know?”
as I bit into it
I kind of liked it
and I felt so wrong about so many things
I felt so wrong
so wrong
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Lazy
03:01
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LAZY
She thinks I’m lazy
It’s all that I am
Won’t life a finger to save my own skin
Save my own skin
It’s so thin
So thin…
Baby
You’re crazy!
I think she’s crazy
It’s all that she is
Tries to live through me and all my mistakes
And only mistakes
That she sees
In me…
Baby
If I could just lose my mind
And you could learn to waste time
Then maybe we’d be okay but still I don’t know…
Baby
I might be lazy
But you are crazyyyy
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We're A Story
01:26
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Bang Your Head demo
01:32
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Bang your head
Rage against Rage against
Bang your head
For the sake of
Do what you do
All of the time
Bang your head
Rage against
For the sake of raging out
Bang your head
Bang your head
Bang
Bang
Bang your bang your bang your heart
Do what you do
Do it for love
Do what you do
You did it for love
You moved away
And there you were
You banged your head
You banged your head
You banged your head
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Now Flashback to the Booty Call
Just down from Purgatory
Coursing for a fight
Accidental Occident
The morning bright
The moon shone over
her hair and dress
she just put on a smile
and made her way
through the egress
Now flashback to the booty call...
"We'll never now if we don't try
it's uhhh, you know, I mean, it's like...
Naturally it's very self-indulgent, it's...
but it's very selfless—
it's complicated.
I'm sayin' 'I know I'm a hypocrite,'
but I'm also saying 'I accept hypocrisy in you!'
and uhhhh,
sure, yeah, c'mon over, hahaha,
I'll put some tea on
Raspberry twist? Sure
that's awesome...
Call before you come up
yeah just, just gimme a call
alright
bye.
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Evolution Stopped
01:40
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From asphalt
To Buttcrack
Feces to semen
Death is inevitable
and everyone is scheming
From ethics to excrement and
Dust to dirt
Someone on this road
is bound to get hurt
Road rage is a new term
A gift from our age
From lane to lane they squirm
Always hoping to be first
Of our kind
They are the worst
And further proof that
Evolution stopped at the sperm.
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Listen to your Heart
funny thing
as a kid
they always said listen
and I did
and I think I learned what they had to say
Paradise ain’t a place that you go when you're dead
Paradise is a place that you go in your head
(it’s not between your legs)
and I learned not to hate
and I learned to love
never hurt a fly
why would you hurt someone
and I learned not to hate
and I learned to love
alright, I guess I might have slain a slug once
(just the one time)
listen to your mother
listen to the man who sired you
listen to the pretty people
listen to the homlies too
listen to your brother mister
listen to you sister
listen to yourself above all else
and then you'll never have to suffer
fools
hey mister! listen to me
I’m listening
give me something concrete
it’s the end
of the world
in the back of a motorcar
cul de sac
girl to boy
have you gone too far
girl to boy
cul de sac
have you learned to listen
to the rhythm
have you learned to listen to the beat?
it makes life sweet
listen to the force
listen to the premonition
listen to the paranormal
listen to the superstition
listen to the girl
who wants to turn it on
and no,
there’s nothing wrong
you just got to
learn to listen to the beat
Listen to your heart
and listen to your limbs
and to your liver
listen to the mountain range
and put your ear right to the river
listen to the whisper
listen to the trees and
to the breeze
listen to the universe I think it trying to talk to you
it’s saying “hey! mister! listen!”
if I don’t want to die
can I
can I live forever?
can i please?
if no-one ever died
would I
would I even be here
honestly?
listen to the martyr masquerading
as a self-starter
listen to the psychology of the victim
as he shoots
when you wish for manumission
careful what you're wishing for
they might stick you in the kitchen
they might send you off to war
if you are ambitious and seeking position
don’t hesitate
get on the dance floor
listen to the radio
listen to this guy I know
listen to the information
listen to the television
listen to the Romans
listen to the senate
wait a minute
listen to your heart.
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Faux Jean San Diego, California
Faux Jean is singer-songwriter from Duluth Minnesota who currently resides near the border of Mexico. He is kind of a stay- at-home dad slash dilettante coming out of hibernation and releasing music with greater frequency as time speeds up. Faux Jean cut his teeth in the fertile Minneapolis music scene in the early aughts before settling down to family life. He likes to draw and dance and and and!! ... more
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