Among Friends
by Pudding Run
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Neighborhood Pharmacy
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Linda Lou
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Tom King: Lockdown
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Maybe She Loves Me
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Country Love
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Krazy Kat
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Paddy Roy Bates
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Anal Consummation
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Jason McGraw
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Freedom Bird
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I'm Different
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Tall Guy
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Freud
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Red River Hog
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Fossi
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"Among Friends" was the title of the 2009 Hurford Humanities Center Mellon Symposium at Haverford College, coordinated by John Muse. It featured collaborations between four artists and students that resulted in art.
-All FIFTEEN (15) tracks listed above
-TWO (2) special hidden bonus tracks
-EiGHT (8) full-color pages of liner notes
-The ENTIRE Pudding Run Fakebook (the lyrics and chords to every original song by the band)
Also! Be sure to check out the FREE album of 11 EXTRA Pudding Run songs - entitled Among Friends: The Lost Laundry - elsewhere on this page. With just a few clicks you can make all 26+2 tracks, the liner notes and the fakebook your own.
"Among Friends" was the title of the 2009 Hurford Humanities Center Mellon Symposium at Haverford College, coordinated by John Muse. It featured collaborations between four artists and students that resulted in art.
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released 25 July 2010
Produced, mixed, mastered & engineered by Cyrus Ghahremani
PUDDING RUN:
Adam Subhas - Drums
Musa Hamideh - Rhythm guitar
Joseph Bernardoni - Lead & rhythm guitar and lead vocals (unless noted otherwise)
Alex Kaplan - Korg synthesizer
Scott Muller - Keyboards
Jack Meaney - Bass guitar
OTHER INSTRUMENTALISTS (credits appear in individual song information):
Sarah Allard - Harmony vocals
Walker Anderson, VII - Tenor Saxophone
Cory Bennett - Violin
Merrie Bentley - Ka-Kaws!
Cyrus Ghahremani - Guitar, beats, mellotron
Ali King - Harmony vocals, Ka-Kaws!
Mike Lipsitz - Trombone
Justin Meyerowitz - Trombone
Annie Preston - Trumpet
Lindsay Sklar - Harmony vocals
Zak Sturm - Harmonica
GANG VOCALS (credits appear in individual song information):
Sarah Allard, Alissa Aron, Merrie Bentley, Joseph Bernardoni, Cyrus Ghahremani, Jenn Hare, Thea Hogarth, Alex Kaplan, Johann Koehler, Mike Lipsitz, Jonah Loeb, Kahmai Martin-Kirkland, W. Scott Muller, Jesse Paulsen, Emma Richards, Jane Seymour, Adam Subhas, Samee Sulaiman, et. al.
RECORDING INFORMATION:
This album was largely recorded on May 13-14, 2009 at Black Squirrel Records, Haverford College. Most of the vocal tracks and some additional instrumentation were recorded between May and September, 2009, in Chicago, IL, Portland, OR and Lloyd 71 C, Haverford College.
DESIGN:
Cover & liner notes designed by Jack Meaney
Cover photo of Tom King by Jonathan Yu, used with permission
Other liner note photos by Scott Schnur & Nate Ndosi
Website background photos by Justin Dainer-Best
Note: Tom King's likeness is used on the cover of Among Friends with his permission, but this use does not indicate Tom King’s endorsement of Pudding Run, its lyrics or its music. He is not affiliated with the band.
THANKS TO ALL THE MEMBERS OF PUDDING RUN NATION, INCLUDING:
*All those whose voices or instruments are heard on this album or whose pictures appear on its packaging
*Cassie Gafford – A deft background singer (and an even defter one in the foreground) with olive skin (her words) and charming airs
*Becca Siegel – One of our original background singers; analogous to family
*Sameer Rao – A multi-talented man who added sweet sax to our shows
*Haverford College Sound Crew (especially Evan Raskin & Nathan Shelton) – a talented and fun group of guys who put up with us, our musician-friends and all our instruments and somehow made those things sound right to the people who needed them.
*Others who have performed with us, i.e.,
-Jordan Conan (raps),
-Julie Eubank (vocals),
-Alex Fossi (fun, crowd surfing),
-Eve Gleichman (violin),
-Laurin Jackson (raps),
-Jesse Lee (raps)
-Mike Lipsitz (raps, recorder, fun),
-Eric Lundblade (distinguished fun, bumblejiz),
-Sadie Martin (piccolo),
-Jesse Paulsen (raps, recorder, fun.),
*Simon Linn-Gerstein – The great cellist responsible for our only and best posed band photos
*Jacob Blanton – A unique and exuberant conductor
*Other photographers who have allowed us to see our shows
*Our Haverford muses, including
-Tom King
-John Francone
-Jason McGraw
-Tommy T
-Jon Lima
-Sophia(s)
-The Tall Guy
*And, most importantly, to our audiences: thanks for yelling our songs along with us on stage and off
Produced, mixed, mastered & engineered by Cyrus Ghahremani
PUDDING RUN:
Adam Subhas - Drums
Musa Hamideh - Rhythm guitar
Joseph Bernardoni - Lead & rhythm guitar and lead vocals (unless noted otherwise)
Alex Kaplan - Korg synthesizer
Scott Muller - Keyboards
Jack Meaney - Bass guitar
OTHER INSTRUMENTALISTS (credits appear in individual song information):
Sarah Allard - Harmony vocals
Walker Anderson, VII - Tenor Saxophone
Cory Bennett - Violin
Merrie Bentley - Ka-Kaws!
Cyrus Ghahremani - Guitar, beats, mellotron
Ali King - Harmony vocals, Ka-Kaws!
Mike Lipsitz - Trombone
Justin Meyerowitz - Trombone
Annie Preston - Trumpet
Lindsay Sklar - Harmony vocals
Zak Sturm - Harmonica
GANG VOCALS (credits appear in individual song information):
Sarah Allard, Alissa Aron, Merrie Bentley, Joseph Bernardoni, Cyrus Ghahremani, Jenn Hare, Thea Hogarth, Alex Kaplan, Johann Koehler, Mike Lipsitz, Jonah Loeb, Kahmai Martin-Kirkland, W. Scott Muller, Jesse Paulsen, Emma Richards, Jane Seymour, Adam Subhas, Samee Sulaiman, et. al.
RECORDING INFORMATION:
This album was largely recorded on May 13-14, 2009 at Black Squirrel Records, Haverford College. Most of the vocal tracks and some additional instrumentation were recorded between May and September, 2009, in Chicago, IL, Portland, OR and Lloyd 71 C, Haverford College.
DESIGN:
Cover & liner notes designed by Jack Meaney
Cover photo of Tom King by Jonathan Yu, used with permission
Other liner note photos by Scott Schnur & Nate Ndosi
Website background photos by Justin Dainer-Best
Note: Tom King's likeness is used on the cover of Among Friends with his permission, but this use does not indicate Tom King’s endorsement of Pudding Run, its lyrics or its music. He is not affiliated with the band.
THANKS TO ALL THE MEMBERS OF PUDDING RUN NATION, INCLUDING:
*All those whose voices or instruments are heard on this album or whose pictures appear on its packaging
*Cassie Gafford – A deft background singer (and an even defter one in the foreground) with olive skin (her words) and charming airs
*Becca Siegel – One of our original background singers; analogous to family
*Sameer Rao – A multi-talented man who added sweet sax to our shows
*Haverford College Sound Crew (especially Evan Raskin & Nathan Shelton) – a talented and fun group of guys who put up with us, our musician-friends and all our instruments and somehow made those things sound right to the people who needed them.
*Others who have performed with us, i.e.,
-Jordan Conan (raps),
-Julie Eubank (vocals),
-Alex Fossi (fun, crowd surfing),
-Eve Gleichman (violin),
-Laurin Jackson (raps),
-Jesse Lee (raps)
-Mike Lipsitz (raps, recorder, fun),
-Eric Lundblade (distinguished fun, bumblejiz),
-Sadie Martin (piccolo),
-Jesse Paulsen (raps, recorder, fun.),
*Simon Linn-Gerstein – The great cellist responsible for our only and best posed band photos
*Jacob Blanton – A unique and exuberant conductor
*Other photographers who have allowed us to see our shows
*Our Haverford muses, including
-Tom King
-John Francone
-Jason McGraw
-Tommy T
-Jon Lima
-Sophia(s)
-The Tall Guy
*And, most importantly, to our audiences: thanks for yelling our songs along with us on stage and off
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- Track Name: Neighborhood Pharmacy
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I’m having a little trouble in my neighborhood looking for someone to love
But if she holds me in those arms again, you know I’d give it up
She was the girl of my dreams and she was to be my queen
She would take me all my favorite places and give me my favorite things
// Chorus:
But don’t you know that love, oo oo baby, no it don’t come easy.
Love, oo oo baby, no it don’t come easy //
She said, “Listen, you know, I’ve got my life and I can’t be your wife,
“I’m not giving you the chance to take my heart out and break it twice.”
I said, “Baby,” I said, “Baby, I can’t live without you no more.
“So please come back and we can work together ‘cause Baby you know I’m yours.” // Chorus
Why is it that I fall in love with you every day?
Why is it that I’m falling all over
Myself right now
All I know is
I need you together with me now
Love, it don’t come easy, no it don’t come easy, no it don’t come easy... (Why is it always a surprise?) // Chorus
I don’t like dice, but I’ll do what I need to; I’m putting all I’ve got on this roll
I’m not drawing up no contract papers or fixing our long-term goals // Chorus - Track Name: Linda Lou
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We were moving to the music
Making sweet sunshine song
Laughing and a’dancin’
Just so we could get along
When she popped out of the ground
Like a fish out of the water
She was movin’ and a’groovin’
Like I ain’t see no other
She was made up like
A great bowl of fruit
So I had to play out this song
On my lute
// Chorus:
Oh, Linda Lou,
I want to dance, I want to dance, I want to dance with you //
She was a lovely little lady
Made from the colors of the earth
She flowed with fruits of fields
And laughed with sparkled mirth
Always had the groove of groves
With breasts of pare and apple
Always had the words of life
Issuing from pineapple
She’s got a merry mango mind
Grapefruit thoughts of all kind
Banana longings
Midst fruit a thronging // Chorus
Blackberry nose
Blueberry toes
Sour grape sweetness
Where nobody knows
Peaches, pineapple
And plums for this girl
She’s got the flavors that will send
Your heart for a swirl
Elderberries, raspberries
Mulberries too
I just want to dance
With you // Chorus - Track Name: Tom King: Lockdown
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Bombs will drop on you! I am Thomas King.
(Tom King) Tom King: Lockdown
(Tom King) Tom King will keep me safe
(Tom King) Tom King: Lockdown
Alex:
I knew a guy. His name was Al Gore
Tom saw his movie and it knocked him to the floor
“This is scary shit,” thought Tom. “This new global warming.
“I’d better send an e-mail, a campus-wide warning”
“Hello Haverford College, I hope you’re doing well,
Last night a bike was stolen and we’re all going to hell.”
// Chorus:
Tom King! Lockdown!
Tom King! Lockdown! Tom King! Lockdown!
Bombs will drop on you! I am Thomas King.
Bombs will drop on you! I am Thomas King. //
Musa:
Inauguration day two thousand seven
A man with a gun tried to send Steve to heaven.
The bullet flew straight to lay Steve to rest
But Tom saw it coming and took it in the chest!
The room went silent, the shot still ringing
Tom got up and growled, “you can never kill the king!” // Chorus
Joseph:
Sitting in his office, head buried in his hands
Tom King betrayed signs of a sick and worried man
Three digital displays at the corner of his desk
Showed depleted campus levels of Trust, Concern, Respect.
The readings scorched his eyes as Tom King cried with a frown
“I must put this school on a campus-wide lockdown!” // Chorus
“I am Thomas King and I ask you not to worry.
“The Code’s threatened and I will ring a lockdown at Safety and Security.
“I am Thomas King and I keep the campus safe and warm.
“Kids like me ‘cause I let them drink and ‘cause I keep them safe in their dorms.”
Alex:
I knew this guy, he had a girlfriend
They were getting frisky one night on the weekend
Now the mood was set, ripe to get it on
But what the girl saw was a dick with no condom
He’d almost put it in, but then there was a knock
Tom King said, “STOP!! Put this on your cock” // Chorus - Track Name: Maybe She Loves Me
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// Chorus:
Maybe she loves me, maybe she don’t
Maybe she loves me, maybe she don’t
Maybe she loves me, maybe she don’t
I hope she loves me //
Out in the playground I played all alone
Until the day I found I had grown
I wanted to learn all there was to be known
So I hope she loves me // Chorus
When St. Valentine’s Day came around
I tried to buy her with a silver half-a-crown
She looked at me and cocked her head with a frown
I think she loves me // Chorus
Picking petals off my illustrious flower
I find my mind set on her every hour on the hour
By her I find myself devoured
I hope she loves me // Chorus
I wrote this song for you, dearest one
Then it got dirty and hardly beckons you to come
That’s what she said, oops I did it again,
I hope, I hope you still love me // Chorus
One more chance, that’s all I ask
I’m trying to be sincere, but it’s no easy task
Beyond all bounds all I need is to in your beauty bask
Will you love me? // Chorus
Heed not the filthy comments of the jovial jokers
It’s all worth a laugh, but my message when it’s over
Is to you and you alone, this is not a face of poker
It wants you to love me // Chorus - Track Name: Country Love
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Fried eggs
And Bacon;
Cook it with some ham.
Sloppy dawgs with
Chili cheese;
Put it in a pan.
Gonna fry me up
Something good.
Gonna put it in my tum.
Chocolatechips,
Cookie Crisp;
Cook it till its done!
// Chorus:
I'll fry it
In the cooker.
Cook it in the stove.
Just bake me up
Something special
With some ol' country love
With some ol' country love //
Vanilla mint
With ice cream bits
Hot nasty fudge
Nilla wafer
Cookie flavor
Eat it till I’m stuffed
Berry pie
With French
Vanilla
Confetti cake with peach
Frito® fries
With steak
And cheese
Eat it at the beach // Chorus
Hot spaghetti
Nice and ready
Put it in a bowl
Mashed potatoes
With gravy n butter
Served with kaiser rolls
Ribeye steaks
Mushroom pizza
Order it online
Orange chicken
Crips coronas
Chillin’ with a lime // Chorus
Rice-a-Roni®
With burger helper
Give it to them kids
Macaroni
Griddle cakes
Serve it wit some squid!
We’ll barbeque
Some salmon steaks
Put them on the grill
Add some dogs
And ka-bobs
So we all get our fill // Chorus - Track Name: Krazy Kat
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I need you to know that I’m a pretty sweet kisser
With a fishhook, bait, trap I’m gonna come and getcha
Light flash, parked cars, beating drums of broken stars
Leave out a little line. It’s fine. You’re gonna like it.
Krazy Kat cornered Colonel fish phone operator
Jeering, jiving Gunjill Kattz holding out for later
Flying fox bootstraps and honey from the comb
You let the dog out, you’re gonna throw it a bone
// Chorus:
Krazy Kat, it’s Ignatz rat throwing bricks of burnt adobe
And they’re headed straight for you
I wouldn’t tell you, but I want you to know
If you look into his eyes, there’s nothing that doesn’t show //
Deluging honeysuckle and a deigning debutante
Cracked-knuckle-desk-doughnut-deputy cop
Hold on, what now? I’m not the one you’re after
Sore eye-sight signs the line, not the laughter
Syrup on the pancakes and butter in the milk
Waffling positions won’t make me mind the ilk
Crushed crab apples and a chestnut mare
Hold on, ride on, soup’s on if you’re on // Chorus
Take a ride on the Mohican highway
Take a ride on the Mohican highway
Take a ride on the Mohican highway // Chorus - Track Name: Paddy Roy Bates
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I was born a lowly sailor
Child to the seas
My father bore a trident and my mother a tale
And my sisters were the wallabies
So I went where I was going
To find what I could found
And pray to the almighty
That I would never drown
I rode my ship the seven seas
To lay my fortune bare
I gave up my ship to fickle winds
And lowing gusts of air
// Chorus:
Give me a shout for freedom
Let your cries ring all through the land
Join in the fight for independence
Hold out your hearts for Sealand //
When I first saw Sealand
I burst out into song
But it had a ten ton dragon with a two forked tongue
And claws three meters long
So I pointed to the sun
And told that thing to run
‘Cause Sealand’s freedom’s mind
And I don’t want none of his kind
I dawned onto his head
And awed with what I said
I eved him with my word
And cleaved him with my sword // Chorus
Paddy Roy Bates gonna take me home… // Chorus
Now you know who I am
You know what I have done
I took the land from the man, so I could stand,
On ground that I had won
So when you see me comin’
Raise your windows high
‘Cause if you mess with Sealand
You know that you will die
And when you see me comin’
Turn your tail and fly
‘Cause if you mess with Sealand
You know that you will die // Chorus - Track Name: Anal Consummation
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Things were going well on a Friday night
She came back to my place and ooo! she likes to bite
Baby, you’re gonna take it in the butt
When you don’t like what you see in front
There’s a whole other jungle in back for you to hunt
Baby, you’re gonna take it in the butt
If she ain’t gonna take it up the butt
I’m gonna have to drop that dirty slut
If she wants to make the cut
She’ll have to take it up the butt
Turned her around and said, “bitch bend over”
“My willywag wants a taste o’ that nasty Russell Stover®”
Baby, you’re gonna take it up the butt
If she ain’t cool with that anal consummation
Believe me I ain’t parking my bus in her station
If she wants to make the cut
She’ll have to take it in the butt.
Anal consummation all across the nation - Track Name: Jason McGraw
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// Chorus:
Hey, hey, hey. Jason McGraw //
There once was a baby boy
So chic, so coy
All the kids were blue
Till Baby Boy found them something to do
The kids would wonder where to go
Till Jason set up baby bingo
Baby liked to plan
Now he’s a planning man // Chorus
Haverford called his name
Thus began his fame
Students said “Babyface”
Jason said “I’ll change this place”
School spirit felt drab
Jason turned drab to fab
Ask anyone at this school
Jason is the king of cool // Chorus
Organizing takes its toll
On poor Jason’s soul
“Fun relies on me,” said he,
“But fun don’t come for free.”
“Help me out, help me out”
Is Jason’s refrain but no one hears him
You’ve gotta help yourself
Events take two to tango la da da hey // Chorus - Track Name: Freedom Bird
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Made for killing haters
Lives on fried potaters
Rings the chimes of freedom
America’s where he’s from
Nests on a hill in Arkansas
And kills those who break the law
Promoting peace, goodwill and cheer
Freedom Bird is here!
// Chorus:
F is for Freedom
R is for Rights
E is for Eagle
E is for Eagle
D is for Democracy
O, M is for monogamy
Freedom’s just a word
Protected by the Freedom Bird //
Let me tell a story;
May get a little gory
Freedom-haters BEWARE;
Your demise soars through the air [KA-KAW!]
There once lived a postman
Wong O’Neal was his name
Opened mail of others
Which boiled blood of brothers [KA-KAW!]
In flew the Freedom Bird
A bloodthirsty shriek was heard
Talons slashed Wong’s neck flesh
A deserved meal of meat [fresh] [KA-KAW!] // Chorus
There once lived a woman
Worked in Target’s plus size
Peeped in ladies’ dress rooms
Maria Abdul’s fate looms [KA-KAW!]
In flew the Freedom Bird
His duty to freedom: served
Beak plucked Maria’s eyeballs
Garnish for his highball [KA-KAW!] // Chorus - Track Name: I'm Different
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I'm flying through space and lookin at stars
There goes the earth, the moon, and mars
I haven't gone home in a really long time
Been living out here since I turned nine
Woo hoo, woo hoo, woo hoo. I’m diff’rent
It wasn't my fault that I ended up here
Was all alone but shed not a tear
Didn't want to go wasn't part of the plan
But then that ship came and here I am
// Pre-Chorus:
Abducted
Inducted
In to another society
Been stolen
I'm living
Another reality
Self-conscious
They’re thoughtless
Of my individuality //
// Chorus:
And they call me Alien (And I just don’t know how to react)
And they call me Xenomorph (And I just don’t know how to react)
And they call me Alien //
I tried to make the best o' the situation
No friends for me on the whole space station
I got pretty pissed when they tried to kill me
I’d had enough pain it was time to get freaky
Woo hoo, woo hoo, woo hoo. I’m diff’rent
So I hid in the vents and ate them one by one
Wasn't very hard, cause they were dumb
Split them all up using feline distractions
Fucked their android and got violent reactions // Pre-Chorus, Chorus
But now it’s just me and this chick named Ripley
She ain’t so bad but kind of ugly
Not giving up cause I think we can be friends
But I think she wants to fight it to the end
Woo hoo, woo hoo, woo hoo. We’re diff’rent
I’m eight feet tall and can see in pitch black
Covered in spines, from my tail to back
Love to drink blood, and live in a hive
You haven't met me if you're still alive // Pre-Chorus, Chorus
Coneheads
Decepticons
Jawa
Klingons
Reptoids
Zerg
Talaxians
Protoss
Robots
Zoltan
Canadians
ALIENS // Chorus - Track Name: Tall Guy
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I’ve got this really good friend
He’s got a really big bed
He plays on the basketball team
They say he’s every girls dream
’Cause he’s a tall guy with a tiny head
Basketball star
King of guitar
He’s a tall guy with a tiny head
Cries all alone
Nobody home
Tall guy with a tiny head
Thinks to himself
Better off dead
He’s thrown it all away
Can’t think of words to say
Lucky that he turned eighteen
’Cause he joined the marines
’Cause he’s a tall guy with a tiny head
Shootin’ his gun
Always on the run
He’s a tall guy with a tiny head
Going to war
Looking for more
Tall guy with a tiny head
Thinks to himself
Shoulda stayed in bed
And now he lives for everyday
’Cause now he’s not ashamed
Of his tiny little head
His mini head, his baby head
I can’t believe the news I heard today
I just want to make it go away
Seems my friend has gotten shot
Two shots in the head from a Glock
BUT he’s a tall guy with a tiny head
Bullet missed his brain
Now he can’t complain
He’s a tall guy with a tiny head
Didn’t even flinch
Missed him by an inch
Tall guy with a tiny head
Says to his troops
I wanna play some hoops! - Track Name: Freud
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I like to help my mom with dinner
Smell her laundry too
It’s our favorite meal together
Table set for two
Looking at each other’s eyes
We laugh the night away
She’s the only one for me
And I think that’s okay
// Chorus:
‘Cause Freud’s on my mind
And I feel just fine
Freud’s in my bones
So leave me alone //
My friend’s been having weird nightmares
At least so he says
In his dream he’s getting beaten
Spanked on his bare ass
His dad’s the one that’s hitting him
It kinda turns him on
They love to fight and wrestle hard
Why is that so wrong? // Chorus
So I'm sittin’ with my analyst
Having some good fun
Then I get this crazy thought
Maybe he’s the one
He lets me call him Daddy-o
He could fill my void
I could be his baby-boy
‘Cause he’s Sigmund Freud! // Chorus - Track Name: Red River Hog
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The deer it hates the leopard king
The tuna hates the bait
The monkey hates the puma lord
The rat it hates the snake
The world’s been burnin’ long and hard
It boiled with bad blood
And all it took was human kind
To release the primal flood
Rain turns to flame
And rivers run to claim
The desert of the earth
From all its pain and hurt
The world begins to moan
It’s breathin’ its last
No one left to cry
As world turns to ash
// Chorus:
Red river hog
White devil smog
The end is-a comin’
Been coming so long //
The outlaw loves his power rush
The fighter loves the pain
The soldier loves his m16
The sniper loves the brain
The human loves his enemy
As humans love to kill
The world will bleed its endless blood
Until he gets his fill
The oceans brightly burn
The gears begin to turn
The ground has turned to rust
And metal turns to dust
Comets scorch the sky
Blinding vacant eyes
There’s nothing left to save
The planet from its grave // Chorus
The muscle needs the bone to squeeze
The finger needs a hand
The barrel needs a target ready
The killer needs a man
The world has come on crashin’ down
It staggers to its knees
It’s beggin’ for some help from us
It’s dyin’ from disease
We’re all in this together
Just look at deadly weather
People getting hotter
Just flies to the slaughter
A cancer to our mother
Blamin’ one another
If we don’t turn this round
We’ll be rottin’ in the ground // Chorus
The poorman dies in foreign wars
The wealthy die in beds
The captain dies beneath the sea
The liar isn’t dead
Who dies what dies what kills us all
Isn’t up to me
I die you die we all will fall
Our only destiny // Chorus - Track Name: Fossi
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// Chorus:
He’s Alex Fossi; we all love him.
He makes us happy and gay.
Kenning a light so we see and adore
Through foggy gloamings, the twilight lakeshore…Alex Fossi //
Who is this Fossi and for what do we sing praise
If not for his steady and so calming party ways?
A touch of Italian, we see it in his name
But more so he’s Irish, we see it in his game.
But he won’t remember, what you can’t remember, baby… // Chorus
Tonight they set sail across the Lloydan Sea.
Swirling and jibing to the windward and the lee.
All to see Fossi and from him to get a drink.
With an older man’s smile, young Fossi gives a wink.
But he won’t remember, what you can’t remember, baby... // Chorus
He’s Alex Fossi; we all love him.
