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We need some magic up in here.
We need some joy instead of fear.
Our kids are losing their minds,
Before the little **** even turn nine.
We need some **** up in here.
We need some **** instead of fear.
We grew up, so we don't know how to have fun.
That's what pharmacies tell us to sell us more drugs.
(YOU'RE ONE BIG STOP AWAY FROM ONE BIG STOP AWAY FROM BEING MY TOP TOOLS MAN. I GOT THE TOOLS BABY, YOU COULD BE MY HANDY MAN APPRENTICE. JUST CHILLING WITH ME IN THE BACK WHILE WE DRILL. WE COULD DRILL, HAMMER, WRENCH, ANYTHING WE WANT. IT'S LIKE WILLY WONKA'S WONDERLAND OF TOOLS BACK THERE. STEP IN THEIR YOU'LL FEEL LIKE A LITTLE FUCKING KID AGAIN. I FUCK DOGS)
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2. |
Cheesy Feast
02:50
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First I get the water,
then I get the cheese.
Then I get the water
then I pour it as I please.
I can't forbid the smell
This is the gold,
that pirates lust over.
This is the prize.
Then I get a microwave
Then I get a cane
Then I get a spoon
And eat my cheesy feast.
Lawl
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3. |
Nook's Nook
02:28
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There's an infestation in my mind's imagination,
I hope that they choke on smoke 'cause I'm smoking them out the basement,
This is not rap, this is not hip-hop,
Just another attempt to make the voices stop,
Rapping to prove nothing, just writing to say something,
'Cause I wasn't the only one who wasn't rushing to sayin' nothing,
This doesn't mean I lost my dream,
It's just right now I got a really crazy mind to clean.
Gangsters don't cry,
Therefore, therefore I'm,
Mr. Misty-eyed, therefore I'm.
Can you save, can you save my—
Can you save my heavydirtysoul?
Can you save, can you save my—
Can you save my heavydirtysoul?
For me, for me, uh
Can you save my heavydirtysoul?
For me, for me, uh
Can you save my heavydirtysoul?
Nah, I didn't understand a thing you said,
If I didn't know better I'd guess you're all already dead,
Mindless zombies walking around with a limp and a hunch,
Saying stuff like, "You only live once."
You've got one time to figure it out,
One time to twist and one time to shout,
One time to think and I say we start now,
Sing it with me if you know what I'm talking about.
Gangsters don't cry,
Therefore, therefore I'm,
Mr. Misty-eyed, therefore I'm.
Can you save, can you save my—
Can you save my heavydirtysoul?
Can you save, can you save my—
Can you save my heavydirtysoul?
For me, for me, uh
Can you save my heavydirtysoul?
For me, for me, uh
Can you save my heavydirtysoul?
Death inspires me like a dog inspires a rabbit. [2x]
Can you save, can you save my—
Can you save my heavydirtysoul?
Can you save, can you save my—
Can you save my heavydirtysoul?
For me, for me, uh
Can you save my heavydirtysoul?
For me, for me, uh
Can you save my heavydirtysoul?
Can you save, can you save my—save my—
Can you save my heavydirtysoul?
Can you save, can you save my—save my—
Can you save my heavydirtysoul?
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4. |
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Come on Love can't you see
you're stuck here with me
and What good is being old
when you're anything but free
What good is a car without any gas
is life how you say it is
a fuck and a laugh
I hope there's something more
We walk along the same path
A dirt road with knee high grass
just waiting to be chopped
cut down, pared, and harassed
But what good is a car with nowhere to go
Is it worth it
just go with the flow
I hope there's something more
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5. |
Feel For You
03:33
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My mind's pushed to the edge
and I'll jump over and over again
for you
to get a feel for you
I'm coming down from the clouds
falling fast towards the ground
for you
to get a feel for you
A train's blaring close behind
I'm tied down and I'm going blind
but a light shines through
I know that light is you
And when the diesel chokes my brain
tears start flowing as I'm going insane
but you just wipe them away
and save the day
The universe beyond the sky above
don't even start to show my love
and how it grows for you
how I feel of you
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6. |
Lake
02:46
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I'm down by the lake
With my old dog Stew
and there's no bothering me
There's no bothering you
I'm down by the lake
With my jack and my ale
There's nothing to hate
Nothing to fail.
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7. |
Disco Granny
05:23
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I just wanna reach down inside your pants.
Look and see what I can find.
Just poke your sexy fork in me.
Give it to me honey. All for me.
Oh look here it comes now.
You really turn me on.
I only go with what’s sexy.
Really took it off to see it all.
I’m the lady for your size.
Granny feels like Dilbert now
Granny feels like Dilbert now
Granny feels like Dilbert now
Granny feels like Dilbert now
Granny feels like Dilbert now
Granny fucks and makes a sound
Granny takes it all around
Granny's the master reach around
Granny looks like Dilbert now
Granny fucks like Dilbert now
Granny fucks like a Dog
Like Dogbert
Who’d of known it’d never be the same.
Now I know it’ll never be the same.
Oh my God it’ll never be the same.
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8. |
We Have Fun
02:21
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We (have fun)
(All) along
We (make) noise
For the bo(y)s
{([**** is my dad])}
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Mosura New Jersey
Mosura are two socially conscious good boys that play loud music for young lads that like to bob, shimmy, and shuffle. They
are Yuuri (left) and Clyde Fryman (Right).
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