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Mach
05:41
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Ripping one down and kicking back, like so many
In my plush-dank van called 'The Frog'
with none other than 'Red-Heady Kenny'
Our souls fly high, head's in a smog....Oh Yeah!
"Hi, I'm Mach" he shouted with glee! "I'm here with two other Machs', they're here with me".
"Are you all real fast ?" I asked, quite mockingly. "do they call you all Mach 1, Mach 2, Mach 3?"
...and this is the hook of our 'feel good' song, right here...Tom Petty!
We were waiting in line for the 'Gathering Bash'
When he popped in the window surprising me.
Kenny was laughing so hard he was slapping the dash
"He's got a Boston accent!!"
"My apologies!!"......Oh Yeah!
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War Paint
04:42
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You see me say "what?" See me say "go get the war paint!"
See me say "what?" See me say "sue me now!"
Beep, Bop, Pow!
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Label Blasters
05:58
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All around us they lay, there lay the Label Blasters
They sniff out and feed off other peoples disasters
Now you can try to flee, run faster and faster
But there's others in the weeds, hidden throughout the pastures
So, twist one up! Twist one off!
After we make love up in the loft right now
So, twist one up! Twist one off!
Her breast are round, supple and soft
Poised, ready to pounce with their sharp razor slashers
They grin and then bounce, they are whip-around thrashers
If one was a race car I'm driving, the gas pedal, I mash it
Then I'd find a wall, and intentionally crash it
So, twist one up! Twist one off!
Bring it up to your lips and blow off the froth
Twist one up! Twist one off!
Draw, hold it in, it soothes, no cough
So, twist one up! Twist one off!
After we make love up in the loft right now
So, twist one up! Twist one off!
Her breast are round, supple and soft
So, twist one up! Twist one off!
Stay away from that flame, you silly moth, right now
So, twist one up! Twist one off!
I wonder what he's like, that actor Tim Roth
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FUBAR
03:44
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Zip Line, Coba
Key Lime, mocha
Rewind Copala
Dance-grind, Toga!
Box wine, Bota
Thin dime, quota
Curve line, coca
Seek kind mota
Is that FUBAR? That's not FUBAR!
Bee-bi-bopa
Mee-mi-mopa
See-si-sopa
Ree-ri-ropa
Fee-fi-fopa
Hee-hi-hopa
Nee-ni-nopa
Yee-yi-yopa
Is that FUBAR? Now that's FUBAR!
Summer, Donna!
Fishline-tapa
Bright mind, Zappa
Grapevine, Napa
Sex drive, TAMPA
Look fine, dapper
fine dine, snapper
soul find, tamper
Cold hard slapper
Is that FUBAR? That's not FUBAR!
Bee-bi-bopa
Mee-mi-mopa
See-si-sopa
Ree-ri-ropa
Fee-fi-fopa
Hee-hi-hopa
Nee-ni-nopa
Yee-yi-yopa
Is that FUBAR? Now that's FUBAR!
Summer, Donna!
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Wookie Shuffle
05:23
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Running hands across their fur
A snag in the fur's bound to occur
Got switched on by a magic elf
A prance-like dance, wiggle and prance
The groove moves every muscle
Setting the groove back, the groove moves every muscle
Setting the groove back and they do the Wookie Shuffle
She really needs a grilled cheese!
She got ganja goo-balls to trade!
Skip, leap, bounce and yell
They all fell into a Patchouli well
Hoola-hoops, glow sticks and lights
Tripping, music, taking flight
The groove moves every muscle
Setting the groove back, the groove moves every muscle
Setting the groove back and the do the Wookie Shuffle
Finger up as he pickets!
Who's got his miracle tickets!
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BCBC
07:00
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Are you watching porno?
Brown-chicken-brown-cow!!
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My Own Zone
03:55
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Had a bad day, left out again, but I've got you
The smile on your face and your warm embrace to come home to
And I like the smell of fresh cut grass and your blonde hair
and a good camp fire in Adirondack air
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Home-made Gasoline
06:27
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Yeah I had a few, sewed on that patch
under the blue lights, listening to Sach
Time to change things up, undo the latch
Made my own oak bar and now I'm attached...Whoo!
But I sit here alone with no scheme to hatch
In through the door, comes a real nice catch
"What do you have that's good?" "I just brewed a batch
of home-made gasoline, now don't light that match!"
I feel like having a shot of that home-made gasoline!
So we hit it off, hot and heavy
She's made it quite clear, there's no 'slow and steady'
She told me not to search, cause she's got the headies
And told me her source was the land of plenty...Whoo!
Love waters rise way past the levys
They're rising quick, so we lift our bevys
She whispers in my ear "Our days will be plenty
and we'll parade down the street waving through confetti"
I feel like having a shot of that home-made gasoline!
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Nickopotamus Albany, New York
An eclectic juggernaut, Nickopotamus combines elements of rock, jam, funk, punk, groove, and zydeco to provide the listener with a visceral experience that will leave them singing along. Nickopotamus is a good-time/high energy live band that has been known to have just as much fun on stage as their fans do. Hailing from Albany, NY this 4 piece band is led by song writer/ guitarist Nick Souder. ... more
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