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	Songs Padded Garage Demo Noose 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10,11,12,13 noose ba la la la ba la la la la Jimmy stay out of your mothers panties Reggaetron Feed off the honeycomb It's fun enough to be alone Dust collects on the Reggaetron It's not my skeleton Realize I don't want to see your eyes Your body's nice enough for my standards Don't demise you got nice eyes But I don't want to see them angry All the burden is what I carry It's you I don't want to marry You cage me like I'm scary I still don't want to marry you Tread from the magnet Find your scummy shoes You're my little maggot Obey all my cues My laser ray its on display Come in the night or day Bums need a place to stay Hey beggar don't you cry We will get you circumcised Someday soon you will be Mr. Studman Mr. Gee You know, we know, I know (dust collects on the reggaetron) The same, reason he goes (dust collects on the reggaetron) And I'll stay there with you (dust collects on the reggaetron) Until the day is through (dust collects on the reggaetron) Hey beggar don't you cry We will get you circumcised Someday soon you will be Mr. Studman Mr. Gee G.R.E.E.N. (Growing Rotten Ever Elastic Ness) I was walking to the local dean Trying to buy me some liz tareene Little did I know it wasn't gasoline This was something green green green Its so green I wanna scream Its so green can't see through the screen Its so green please make me clean From this green evil scheme As I walking through the scene It seems to me I had a dream This was something ive never seen This was something green green green (repeat chorus) Okay back to my dream When this thing so big and green Came to me and tore my spleen That big green thing just tore my splee So obscene (repeat chorus) It is green everywhere I got green in my hair I made love with a bear So don't you even stare I got green in a limousine Cuz im clean and fresh And greens in my butthole (sound of dying fuzzicle) What the hell just happened? And why is my butthole bleeding The Fool All the tigers and all the children Come around to see this hethan Wouldn't you like to see him too Commit yourself into the music But don't admidt that you might be sick It makes me ill just a looking at you Break the mold See it sold See the fool You know its cool Monica she likes to dance But she only likes to trance You'll be movin once you see her why? Who would've thought That this inventor Wouldn't let anybody new enter He's afraid on his fragile throne up high (repeat chorus) We lost we fought We sought to find love From some not one But all of everyone Novelty aside we'll all run and hide From pointing fingers, leftover eaters Mangy cleavers, and vinyl record keepers We got lost in our own pointing fingers SsmallCap Hunter Shameless Faces They say that we are blessed, blessed to live in a nation That gives you Medicare and paid vacation They say that we all have equal rights Yet the people still anger and the people still fight They try to tell you something that amount to nothing They try to narrow your choices down to the right and left wing Overcomplicated to be simple, the signs say That the direction we're going be the wrong way And they say this with shameless faces And they say this in many places And they'll drill it in your mind until you understand That there ain't no God there is only The Man And when the man say do, then you better obey Because there ain't no standing up to the man in this day Because the power that he has in the world is strong And the arm of the man be very long And just because you ain't being beaten on Doesn't mean the man has lost and you have won Because the man is found in many ways Injecting poison in you using radio waves (chorus) What's the point of resistance when ignorance is bliss? If you know not what you're missing there is nothing to miss So hide it from you're children make them blind Be sure to cloud their emotions and destroy their minds Teach them how to lie, cheat to succeed Cause if you don't teach them right then you better take heed Cause the man has no mercy, man has no soul But the man is God because he has control (chorus) Ishmael Verse 1 Alone in the desert, sun burns the sand. The ancient winds, they whisper, to this barren land. Choirs of fiery angels, look down upon A twisted saddened world that, has gone so wrong We rule the world we kill defy the laws. Desert - sun - will - rise With - it - brings - the - flame Ishmael - open -my -eyes Please -teach -me -your –ways The power of love, will somehow remain To take and be corrected, by those who leave Isn't to be accepted because of greed The world cries out in sorrow, cries out in pain Unknowing that tomorrow will bring the same (Breakdown, Followed by chorus) The power of love, will somehow reign. SsmallCap Hunter Sweeping swiftly back and forth I had been answered Not by marunder The curve of the ship But the rest of me was willing to have it so The X-tee crewman he urged me down the tunnel But the fronds still pointed at me And his another hatch not jammed against the ground forced open properly who was your father then (music stops luke just says) i dont know was he the captain who palmed your com? well i spoke into with a snap and it suggested be that he was not in favor of what he saw i wondered how bad itd be (chorus again) but the rest of me was willing to have it so (4x) (retarded insane bass solo then chills out with the same chill chords as the start of the song luke sings again) with i which gripped my teeth bit through mind or body we shall turn him over to you Fundamental Contradiction As I was sitting on a park bench at the playground I could not help but see that saddened boy He says desperation feels like sinking into water And yet, he seems to love the ocean so. He said, just rock while you've still got your fingers Someday, they'll cramp and curl into a fist Hasten to defy the authority figures Know not, henceforth they will be sorely missed. He said, rebellion is a futile polka for the sun This fundamental contradiction This paradox magnified This calling to guitars and trumpets Is the reason Mozart died So strap your boots and wear your banners Upon your blood-red sleeves The bombs of a failing generation Fall gently like autumn's leaves He said, just rock until you lose your fingers His are already worn down to the wrist Go ahead and follow your authority figures Your name, we'll add it to the growing list Jellepsie I hope to grab a hold of you But don't call Fold the wuzzy wump I really wanted to Can I hold fun now? You don't know me What do I like? Um, cancer? Wrong! Wuzzy wuzzy wump Forge down to Bottleneck Gorge You can't turn around You can't turn around But you can dig a deeper hole. Fold it up squares With your bottles in the air And the phone off the hook Is hardly almost there Listen for the da duh Doesn't bother me Look around for more You worthless reject D.C. with rebelery You can't feed these rabbits with this celery Homage in the penitentiary But I'm fine with that And if you're fine with that Then just find a place to lounge.