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Casi-Oh Yeah
02:55
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I wanna play on my casio oh yeah
Tinkle the plastic 'til there's sweat dripping off my hair
Feel like I'm magic when I'm living on a prayer
I wanna play on my casio casio yeah
Furry curse on a million people
The world estranged from the one that we know
The humankind and the rodentile race
And you can't defeat the monsters with guitar or a bass guitar
Anyway, things are getting cray
We gotta check ourselves or embrace the hate all day
Synthesizing with eachother, back to back with all your brothers
Getting funky where they couldn’t
I wanna play on my casio oh yeah
Tinkle the plastic 'til there's sweat dripping off my hair
Feel like I'm magic when I'm living on a prayer
I wanna play on my casio casio yeah
Strike this chord against the alienation
Strike discord against the sewer invaders
Set the drum machine, set the tempo’s beat
Set the organ’s tone to resist the defeat
Anyway, things aren’t going great
I'm going use my cas’ to decase a brain oh yay
While the horde it is a-scratching, while I'm changing over patches
Lighting faces like they're matches
I wanna play on my casio oh yeah
Tinkle the plastic 'til there's sweat dripping off my hair
Feel like I'm magic when I'm living on a prayer
I wanna play on my casio casio yeah
Casio oh my god
Fighting the mutants with my best friend super squad
Sometime's I'm feeling like I'm winning but I'm not
I wanna play on my casio casio yeah
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TPRW Soul
02:38
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Teenage punk rock wannabe soul (teenage punk wannabe soul)
Teenage punk rock wannabe soul (teenage punk wannabe soul)
The stupid songs you sing take me up into the sky
And when the hook hits it tells me it’s all alright
Like a brake-light flashing, there's no sign I'm going to stop
With a jolt, I’m the straight man, sling me down the main line
I’m told I’m wasting my time and they’re kinda right
(I’m with it, I still shimmy)
But I’m already damned for this kinda life
Teenage punk rock wannabe soul (teenage punk wannabe soul)
Teenage punk rock wannabe soul (teenage punk wannabe soul)
Live and die in safety, crave the thrill that never comes
Hanging out with no-ones telling me I’m no fun at all
Won ever fight that I thought I might’ve had
Hanging out with no-ones playing another slow song
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3. |
Good Buds
02:38
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Hey good buddy
Shake yourself in time now
What you gotta lose?
The world fell apart
That you built with your heart
But I’ll build it back up with you
Hey little man
With your pride in your hands
Ain't it grand just to be awake?
But the jokes never land
And it's that you can stand
Just waste the time you’ve got to waste
You stand tall and you're sticking your neck out for me
Take care of who you are not what you've been
awoohoo
Hey good buddy
Every last loss is a
Lesson learned too late
I know it isn't great
To assume I’m all it takes
To fold the bad news away
You stand tall and you're sticking your neck out for me
Take care of who you are not what you've been
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Tea Punk
02:23
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One! Get it loose-leafed, bagged, get it ordered to your door
Get your cups out from the drawer
Step two! Make enough for a friend or a foe
Making tea for your lover
Sippin’ EG undercovers
Three! Making chai, what I mean making tea
Add milk, if you’re dairy free
Add soya if you like
That’s the way you live your life
It’s the way I live mine
And I’m getting on just fine
That’s the way I drink mine
Life tight without bovines
That’s the way I drink mine
Set my taste buds all alight
Right? Right?
Pour one out for the God of the Sink
Grab the kettle cos we're making a hot beverage
We get your teacups and biscuits, baby,
What do you think?
Grab the kettle cos we're making a drink
Four! Serve it up but give it time to mash
And if you must dash put it in a flask
I don’t mean to be mean but if you serve it to me green
I’ll spit it on your shoes, keep my tea black leaf
Or an infusion, if that’s what we’re choosing:
Camomile before bed, calms a chaos head
Or Red Bush, roobious if you’re will
Pop in my belly before it’s timed to spill
Gimme chai gimme assam
Gimme Yorkshire, PG
I’d breathe the stuff in if I didn’t need to breathe air
Do I need to breathe air?
Pour one out for the God of the Sink
Grab the kettle cos we're making a hot beverage
We get your teacups and biscuits, baby,
What do you think?
Grab the kettle cos we're making a drink
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Pais Sheffield, UK
Pais once fought an entire swarm of ants and lost.
Various recordings from me who is also in Modern Day Dukes, Silverjet and Caroline & the Lights.
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