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the dawn is your enemy
03:40
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It's night, no light keep the volume low
Get your face out of the pillow
If you laugh keep it quiet but be big and true
Whatchu gonna do when the screen stares back at you?
And it says... it says... it says...
It says
The dawn is your enemy
Look out the window and see
The dawn is your enemy
The morning light is too bright for me
Never wanna stay up late again
Should've slept in my bed and taped my eyeballs shut
Cause now I've seen the morning light
And my eyeballs are FUCKED!
OW!
MY EYEBALLS!
???
And after all this I know... I know... I know
The dawn is your enemy
The dawn is your enemy
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2. |
sarah is a stop sign
03:09
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DID Y'ALL KNOW THAT SARAH IS A STOP SIGN!?!?
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3. |
bowls
02:09
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Bowls are a source of nutrition
Or at least what lies within em
Be it soup salad or potato purée
What do you want in your bowl today?
Cause bowls can house tasty foods
Like sunshine droplets
Or the morning dew
And bowls keep it fresher than a can
Sizzle with the frying of the pan
I’ll take another scoop my man
Into my bowl
Mmm mmm mmm
So delectable, not pernicious
Be hot or warm or cold
I love everything in my bowl
Cause bowls can house tasty foods
Like sunshine droplets
Or the morning dew
And bowls keep it fresher than a can
Sizzle with the frying of the pan
I’ll take another scoop my man
Into my bowl
Bowls goes from the spoon to my holes
Bowls in my room I have so many
Bowls piled way up in the hallway
Bowls I love
Bowls
They come in white or red or green
But some are so rare they can never be seen
You can fill them with all you want-a
Even full of marijuana
Cause bowls can house tasty foods
Like sunshine droplets
Or the morning dew
And bowls keep it fresher than a can
Sizzle with the frying of the pan
I’ll take another scoop my man
Into my bowl
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4. |
gas giant
08:52
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Hazy blackened cloud of planetary dust
Make a very large ring, to see it is a must
You need a space suit or a hard glass chamber
Before you lower into the big blue abyss
And your vision is obscured by the righteous myst
You start to freeze into an ice statue
All the dust particles start to attaching to you
But you get warmed up by gravity burning you up
But then you realize that yuo are null
And that is the end of it all
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5. |
moth mentality
04:59
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INSTRUMENTAL
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INSTRUMENTAL
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7. |
ash creek (with duchess)
02:20
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Went down to the forest
With my thick coated mistress
To smell the stinky waters
Out in the distance
And spend out last dog days, together
Splash bleak with much guess
Ash creek (with Duchess)
Rainy day forecast
Ash creek (with Duchess)
The dog eats the water
and sniffs the clams
She looks rather worried
So I calm her with my hand
I wanna ralph
The creek makes me so SICK
Ick Ick
Splash bleak with much guess
Ash creek (with Duchess)
Rainy day forecast, Hahaha
Ash creek (with Duchess)
Duchess yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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8. |
bask in brine
03:34
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INSTRUMENTAL
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Falling... WAAAY DOWN!
Onto the clowns in this circus town
There was a carney with his spoiled old crooked frown
Smacked the landing face first
When I couldn't pay, the carney cursed
"GO FUCK YOURSELF YOU ASSHOLE KID!"
Smacked his face with a squid
And ran far away, but nothing stops an angry carney
A big boom, launched himself from the cannon
He did not have a very graceful landing
Smacked the landing face first into the mud
And that was the signal for me to run, run, run
I GOTCHA!
And stay out
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10. |
crack monkey
04:24
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Night time, no light time, in my little room
Looks like I won't be sleeping soon
The room is dark, my wall is cracked
And all that I can see
The cracks start to from a little monkey
The monkey looks around
And thinks what he should do
Crack monkey say
"You're gonna have a doozy of a day"
As he starts to fill my world with crack animals on parade
Of course there's a crack horse
And a crack cat too
Zebras, snakes and geckos,
A whole crack zoo
But soon the crack fills all the space on my wall
The floor and the ceiling get swallowed up too
no more room
It's all just cracks
What's a poor boy to do?
All are cracks and cracks are all
no more ceiling and no more wall
All are cracks and cracks are all
no more ceiling and no more wall
OO AA HO OO AA
SEE YA LATER!
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I'm a big trash bag
Rollin' down the street
What's That rodent
I'm about to meet
I starred at the raccoon
(and the raccoon starred back)
My eyes were drawn to his pointy nose
I starred at the raccoon
(and the raccoon starred back)
And when my eyes meet his I froze
My plastic is torn to shreds
It appears that I am dead
Raccoon sinks it teeth into my guts
It uses it's claws to rip cuts
I starred at the raccoon
(and the raccoon starred back)
That evil monster tore me to a heap
I starred at the raccoon
(and the raccoon starred back)
Into the next life I shall leap
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12. |
tomb of sound
08:41
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INSTRUMENTAL
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13. |
world of food
01:43
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I live in a world of food
With chocolate rivers and lakes of fondue
Mushroom trees and a Margarine sky
Dip the bread in the butter, never felt so high
Got a candy girl in this foodie world
With her gummy worm hair and her rollo eyes
Talks with her Kit Kat lips Telling me sweet little lies
All bout me and her and the rest of our lives
But she didn’t last and I cried
Cried over my candy girls pie
So I ate ate ate ate
Away the pain
Now it’s all gone
I used to live in a world of food
But now that it’s gone the world is covered in poo
It’s OK I won’t starve my friends
Because from the poop grows Psilocybin
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14. |
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Gotta build that birdhouse (x16)
Birdhouse (x3)
Gotta build that birdhouse (x17)
Birdhouse (x3)
Please build that
Birdhouse (x3)
Please build that birdhouse
Birdhouse...
Birdhouse...
BIRD BRAIN!!!
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