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Space Terror Of Genoa
00:36
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Space terror of Genoa
Bigger than a scary boa
Gotta get away so I'll row a
Boat but I don't know how
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Two Poles
01:29
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Polarity
01:39
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In the hallway of mirrors
I saw a little elf
It ran to me and asked
For a run in return
To balance the universe
For each polar opposite
I ran in both directions
Down the hallway of mirrors
Where everything seemed tilted and not
“You do not know the universe”
suggested the little elf
Who told me then to jump
I appeared in a meadow
Though I didn't see myself
He suggested I was there in his magic
How can you know the universe
With those beady little eyes?
Only from within
He said to mean
And vanished
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There's a rock growing on my shirt
Tampa Bay's Morning Month Market
I'm 1000 years old and friendly
Little baby boy dancing on a box
A dog running through the grass
There's inspiration if I ever saw it
But I don't because I'm blind to all this
Shove a guitar deep between your thighs
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That dang old floppy won't quit
And it's making me feel ill
I've got a bag fill of toilet juice
But that won't last me the night
I saw a bird on the window sill
Getting ready for a flight
What do you, oh little bird?
My bag of toilet juice, all right
And that dang old floppy
Floppy and wobbly, plastered in the dirt
I roasted a can of nuts that night
And, oh mother, did that hurt
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Pepper Smell Evaporator
01:38
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It started in the park
A quarter after dark
From the corner of a bark
of a tree/dog
A guy fell from the sky
I didn't know why
It was dark and I
Had a piece of pie
He said he was from up there
I didn't really care
I dared him to a dare
At the fair
He went back to the sky
I barely miss that guy
But he gave me a balloon
And said "come visit soon"
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Alpacaliptica
02:38
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I was there in the midst of the madness
Trumpets galore, the sound deafening to my ears
Then came the horsemen stampeding from the mount
And along with them came the plagues
I sat in my house, it was quiet and still
Hardly a pittance of rain on the glass
Then the vegetables did arise and speak
They told me to go forth and leave them to rot
They were venomous and so I ran
And I ran until my legs gave way underneath
I Collapsed there deep in the wood
Where the LEPA²s dare only creep
And creeped they did all around
Until I was surrounded by them to such degree
I could see nothing but their greasy black hair
And yellow eyes indifferent to the world
They tried to sell me insurance
And investment certificates
Of which I utterly refused.
LEPA = lawyers, employers, police, and accountants
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Creamed off in childhood
Ultra-Aesthetic
Personified Detachment
Gettin' in a nose pick
Cauliflower on the table
Sagging nape unstable
A tickle that went on sale
For a dollar you'll be unable
White chocolate, sugar and milk
Wormies poopin' out their silk
Third stage of transition
Demographics on a mission
If a monkey couldn't do it
I have no faith in you
Maybe I'll wait around for a monkey
I can feel one coming soon...
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Lodged Turd & the Toilet Hands Manitoba
Choc-o-prog-o-dog-o-rock duo from Winnipeg and Brandon. Sounds like a little bit surreal experimental pop mixed with progrock and punk rock.
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