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The Giant Value
01:06
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The sun is set,
the stars are out,
the fog is settling on the Bay.
I’d like to take the time to thank your mom for such a lovely stay.
She cooked me breakfast.
She cooked me lunch.
She cooked me dinner while you were away.
We had a grand ol’ time.
I didn’t spend a dime.
Now that’s what I call giant value.
Giant Value.
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2. |
Eye Wrote This
00:59
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3. |
Mélodie fantastique
06:08
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Upon this floating fortress
Games of skill and chance prevail.
A crimson river of torture
Beneath the windswept sails.
The Ancient Mariner's quiz show
Among the powdered kegs
To find out what you don't know
Is to find you've lost your legs.
The windswept sails of danger
Are no match for your gun
She died in the arms of a stranger
Her legs too weak to run.
You fancy yourself a writer
Respond these questions three.
Show her what she's won Nancy,
A cut above the knee.
A cut above the knee.
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6. |
Call The Zagorsky
04:11
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7. |
Breusters
03:46
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1956 double clutch, double stick,
rusted but ready to roll.
One million miles,
she was ours for a while
from Jackson to Jackson Hole.
Alternative travel was about to unravel.
We ate there, we slept there, we drove.
The cards on the table,
VCR but no cable,
a sink and a fridge and a stove.
Crazytown’s in the back with the gear we would pack.
Miss you, sure would like to see you.
Son of the beach, so far out of reach.
Breuster’s you have no idea.
Stowaway girl wanted to see all of the world.
Paid us to give her a ride.
French lesbian, won’t see her again,
Breuster’s done up and died.
The weight of our load,
a private state road,
the New Jersey Turnpike that is.
Hijo de la Playa
I hate to say goodbye ya,
Breuster’s you had no idea,
Breuster’s you had no idea.
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Buy the right magazines,
Lick those stickers, lick ‘em clean.
Another dance with old Lady Luck.
Oh no!
Ed McMahon strikes again.
Another foolish, foolish man
Wins 10 million bucks.
10 million came, 10 million went.
Now he stands alone depressed,
Wonderin’ how it all went wrong!
10 corvettes, cigarettes,
All that money spent
On lotto quick pix, scratch 'n win!
Swimming pools, all them jewels,
Fry daddies placed in every room,
A gold plated diamond for his wife!
Oh Nacho fountains,
Cocaine mountains,
Cryogenic poodle countin’,
Can’t get enough of those collector’s edition knives.
Sally Struthers GED,
Remote control to find his keys,
Rented Dollywood for a week.
(Rolly coasters funnel cake)
A clapper turn on all devices,
Salt and pepper are his favorite spices,
Took his morning bath in mountain dew.
(Code red berry blast)
Took his segway on vacation,
‘spensive tools for masturbation,
1-900 phone donations too!
Buy the right magazines,
Lick those stickers, lick ‘em clean.
Another dance with old Lady Luck.
Oh no!
Ed McMahon strikes again.
Another foolish, foolish man
Wins 10 million bucks.
10 million came, 10 million went.
Now he stands alone depressed,
Wonderin’ how it all went wrong!
Oh no! Ahhhhhhh! Oh no!
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10. |
Lord Crin Crin
03:49
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Spaaaaaaaaaaaaaaace!
Jinx must help friend Max get into space!
Max must help Jinx move into place!
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12. |
Whiskey Willie II
04:32
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Fourteen years half-past.
The whiskey just didn't last.
Stinking of gin,
Barefoot with a grin,
Willie just needed one more glass.
Stumbling in the freezing cold,
Dreaming of that liquid gold (that's whiskey),
He'd wasted all his time
On that watery weak moonshine.
Willie fell into the bar.
(Whistling)
Willie sat right down,
Looking for a place to drown
His sorrows were many,
And his friends weren't any,
Anywhere to be found.
To the barkeep he said this line:
"I'm sorry I don't have a dime,
But I need a drink,
And I got these pelts of mink…
Please please help me this time.”
Willie, will he make it?
Willie, Willie make it!
Toad you as are is not was because
Shouldn't as in im wiff does not does.
And the barkeep says:
"Willie, I don't need your mink
And you don't need another drink.
Now get yourself a pair of shoes
And clean up this stinking booze.
Buddy, you just got yourself a job.”
Willie, will he take it?
Willie, Willie take it!
Toad you as are is not was because
Shouldn't as in im wiff does not does.
Many years have come to pass,
Since that last whiskey glass.
Six-time employee of the year,
Just like Mr. Belvedere,
Willie don't trade no mink no more.
(Whistling)
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13. |
La vida callejón rápida
02:58
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¡Grande Burro!
Yo digo contigo siempre anoche vámonos a su cuarto a míio. El patrón del mundo te gustan las playas del sol. Yo es mariachi. ¿Que pasa monchichi? ¿Dónde está Señor López? Porque nada compaña Montaña de Juarez Las Chicas picante de la calle norte.
¡La vida callejón rápida, bailando corazón rompe, canta si tú puedes cuandesta bailandoooooooooo, en carreterra de corazón spumante!
Baila chica bonita. Bailo niño Joven. Hasta el fin de la calle donde la muerta compadre de todo. ¿Dónde está el amor para ti?
¡La vida callejón rápida, bailando corazón rompe, canta si tú puedes cuandesta bailandoooooooooo, en carreterra de corazón spumante!
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14. |
Fiddle Three
02:32
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16. |
Swimming Upstairs
02:54
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Lodged in my trachea - hell's grim assassin
Everything's going wrong, just don't listen
I never thought it could be so observant
bragging the undertow, a drip dried servant
Minnie the lane wouldn't think twice, dragging you down
You'd be surprised what a fine sheet, April in heat
Lodged in my trachea - hell's grim assassin
Everything's going wrong, just don't listen
Who ever thought it would kick like a turnstyle
Swimming you up the stairs, the rip tide
Look at the blood!
Tonight night ight ght ht t..t...t....t.
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17. |
This Zorlockian Anthem
02:24
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Ooooohhh
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18. |
Stardust
03:54
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19. |
The New Birthday Song
02:11
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Another year has passed,
you made the grade,
today's your special day.
Some things will change,
and some will not,
but the thing that won't change is that you're a special person.
Today's your birthday.
Happy birthday to you.
Today's your birthday.
Happy fuckin’ birthday to you!
Special day!
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20. |
Hi, I'm Mitch Marcus
00:40
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