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Fish Fingers
04:10
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He's ready for the world again
It feels longer than it's been
He ain't afraid of new things no more
So don't escort your fish fingers out the door
I live in a dream-colored house
On a hollow hill
The people, and problems
Hang on the windowsill
On the windowsill
Have you had your fill?
Bring me fish fingers
Hopin’ it lingers
Bring me the fingers now
Bring me the fingers now
Got no car but a couple of friends
Ideas swimming in his head
Wants to be everything at once
But he can’t get out of bed
I live in a dream-colored house
On a hollow hill
The people, and problems
Hang on the windowsill
On the windowsill
Have you had your fill?
Bring me fish fingers
Hopin’ it lingers
Bring me the fingers now
Bring me the fingers now
I live in a dream-colored house
On a hollow hill
The people, and problems
Hang on the windowsill
On the windowsill
Have you had your fill?
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2. |
Beans and Friends
03:23
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Watching from the hilltop as the cities burn
The end is nigh, but that’s not my concern
I know that I will be okay
I need only two things to find my way…
A: Nutrition, first half of my mission
Help me to survive in this war of attrition
B: A companion, someone to be my manion
Helps me so the bandits don’t throw me in a canyon
Beans and Friends
I need both to meet my ends
Friends and canned beans
By any means
Well, I found myself a hatchet and some old fish fingers
But the need for Beans and Friends still lingers
But I think that I’ve just had a stroke of luck
There’s a can of Beans inside this abandoned truck
I’ve got a curse, I live inside a hearse
There’s got to be a friendly face left in this universe
I have the Beans, got all my proteins
I leave the meaty snacking to the brain-eating fiends with the
Beans and Friends
I have one and I hope to keep following this trend
I still need to find a Friend
To bring my troubles to an end
I’m still alone, but I think I see something up on that bridge
It sounds and looks like somebody is locked inside of a fridge
...
Beans and Friends
I have both now to meet my ends
Friends and canned Beans
By any means
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3. |
My Glasses
00:19
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Gracious! I've lost my glasses!
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4. |
Clown Police
03:48
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Move along
Nothing to see here
Laughs and honks
The only things I hear
Crowded city streets
Beneath a polka-dot sky
Be light on your feet
I’ll show you why-
Officer Bozo’s making his rounds, Oh yeah
We’re hidin’ away in the City of Clowns
"You're listening to Tonky-Honk Radio, and the Top 10 Songs of Clown Music and Culture. Remember to wear your government-issued red noses at all times, and smile. Or else."
The Laughin’ Boys in Blue
Got flowers that spray you with mace
I lie awake thinking of you
And what their makeup did to your face
These honkin’ creeps are bringin’ me down
I’ve gotta get out of the City of Clowns
Alleyways
The homeless wear big floppy shoes
No holidays
Except Clown Day and Clownsmas in June
All I’ve got’s a fryin’ pan
And a two-by-four
Holed up in an old burger stand
What’s that at the doooooor?
Clown Police! Please come with us now! Oh yeah! (NO!)
There’s nowhere to run in the City of Clowns
You’ve got a debt to pay, we took it all away
Just to see if you would frown
You did and now it’s true, we’re coming after you
It's time we took you down!
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5. |
Apple of My Apple
03:24
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You’re the apple of my apple
You’re the freshest lemon squeeze
Your face is like an orchard
Of rad-tastic lemon trees
It doesn’t mean you’re sour
Like the fear my hope devours
When you say- That we’d make a great pear
You’re the apple of my apple
Hope I’ll never have to grapple
With bein’- away from you
You’re the apple of my apple (You’re the apple of his apple)
Don’t you know that it’s true (Don’t you know that it’s true)
I’ve got a mango in my pocket (He’s got a mango in his pocket)
Because it reminds me of you (Because it reminds him of you [for some reason])
I’ve seen a lot of collard greens
And some guy who sells the beans
But I know- That we’re more like tangerines
You’re the apple of my apple
Hope I never have to grapple
With bein’- away from you
“Don’t you ever just want to go to the farmer’s market, and just see what happens with your life? This is a beautiful life that we can lead. If you only take the time to look at fruit for a little while, well... I think you’ll see what I mean.”
You’re the apple of my apple
I go bananas for your smile
We’ll get tossed into a blender
But we’ll be happy all the while
My life was watermeloncholy
But now I’m feelin’ jolly
Put me in some yogurt, baby - and I won’t give a care
You’re the apple of my apple
Now I’ll never have to grapple
With bein’- away from you
You’re the apple of my apple (x5)
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6. |
Tomato Soup Can World
00:14
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Oh yes, I'm in love with a soup can...
(Step into your Tomato World)
Don't you know that I want it oh so bad...
(Now he wants it, Now he wants it)
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7. |
Game of Love
02:50
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Don’t know where you’re from
Hope you’re gonna stay
I like the way you move-ah
I wanna play the game
The game of love
The game of love
Won’t you hand me the controllah?
To play the game of love
The game of love
You got all the combos and the cheat codes for the game of love
The game of love
The GAME of love, and you know
I’m just button mashin’ in the game of love
I need my gamin’ glasses
‘Cause there’s no second chances
The rhythm’s got a fastness
Not seen in my previous romances in
The game of love
The game of love
Oh, don’t you know that I’m on a roll-ah?
In the game of love
The game of love
I got a KDR of zero in the game of love
The game of love
With my BAD power glove
Now I’m just a sweaty tryhard in the game of love
Won’t you bring me a controller?
The Game of Love.
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8. |
Phil's Space Robot
00:14
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I am a robot sent from space
To take your face.
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9. |
It Got Old
03:36
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Wastin’ away in a happy home
Wastin’ away to the sound of a metronome
Laugh it away in a dusty home
Watchin’ a disaster on the telephone
It got old
Like a spot of mold on the threshold
Or on the manifold
Like a spot of old mold on the threshold
Hangin’ out with your new friends
Dancin’ a happy dance
Hangin’ to dry with those bad friends
Where’ll you be when you have to wear the pants?
It got old
Like a spot of mold on the threshold
Or on the manifold
Because I don’t belong, and it feels cold
I’ve got things to do, people to see
Don’t know what you want from me
Dyin’ for you to set me free
Don’t want me? I’ll leave you be
Why do all the people say
That it’s time that I drift away?
Oh right, I’ve lost my mind and they
Brought me hope and joy today
French fry stains and reddish juice
Tough and stubborn, as a moose
You know you’ve really got my goose
You struck a match, you turned me loose
It got old
Like a spot of mold on the threshold
Or on the manifold
Because you won’t grow up, unless you’re told
IT GOT OLD, Like a festering mold on my stronghold
IT GOT OLD, Like a burning fungus on my threshold
Or on the manifold
Like manifold blights on my threshold.
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10. |
A Dragon
00:22
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I slayed a Dragon,
(He slayed a Dragon)
And by that I mean a spider on my wall.
(A spider on his wall)
I used a 10-foot fly swatter.
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“Lights, Camera, Action!!”
I never knew the delights
Of standing there in the lights
For a TV show
But now I know how it feel
To slip on banana peel
But all the viewers won’t know
“And how’s that, Seamus?”
We got the Groovy Movie Magic
All of the falls I did
Are off the grid
It keeps me from looking tragic
Groovy Movie Magic
When the Camera Rolls.
I now can feel it inside
I have the power to hide
When I trip over the shelf
And make a fool of myself
Now I just stubbed my toe
Like two minutes ago
And I *falls over*
Groovy Movie Magic
When I hit the dirt
It only physically hurts
It keeps me from looking tragic
Groovy Movie Magic
When the Camera Rolls.
Uh, Yung Beanpole with a fable
Once upon a time I mashed my forehead on a table
For my music video, Groovy Movie cameo
Rub some magic on the pratfalls and watch ‘em go
Screaming words into a mic, yeah, with a vengeance
I’ll take a thousand tables on, yo, start your engines
Give life to your vision, a lovely decision, you worried your legs are gon’ fail the mission?
Get a little post-production in and wash away your inhibition!
I fell over and hurt my corpse like 18 times since this song started, but it’s coooooool!
Groovy Movie Magic
If I make a mistake
Don’t gotta hit the brakes
It keeps me from looking tragic
Groovy Movie Magic
When the Camera Rolls.
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12. |
CoolThing (TM)
00:36
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Oh yeah.
Here I am right now.
Doing a cool thing.
I wonder if anybody saw
that cool thing I did yesterday.
I'm the coolest man that's ever walked the Earth.
I can't believe how many tax dollars I am worth.
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13. |
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Oh yeah (x10000)
There once
Was a man
Of which
I am a fan
Whenever he walks by,
You hear the ladies cry
Stoner manner, big bandana, lookin’ pretty fly
He’s known by many names, like Brian and James
Come to planet earth to woo, man, what did he do!?
Big Dad and the Bathrobe Boys (x4)
But of course
He’s not alone
Two men
Join him on the throne
One looks like a man-baby,
The other might have rabies
Wearing matching bathrobes, the rest of it is hazy
Drive around in a truck, yelling and running amok
Turn your music down, or we’ll send the clowns
Big Dad and the Bathrobe Boys (x4)
Powers unimaginable with the headband in play
Is it Daughter’s birthday? Well, Big Dad’s here to stay
Call up the boys, from all over the land
Bathe in bathrobe joys, all in the palm of your hand
Big Dad and the Bathrobe Boys (x4)
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Max Rayshich Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Independent Pittsburgh artist, musician, game dev, voice actor, and filmmaker.
You can find my other media through my website or our YouTube channel, ClownCar!
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