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You've got your snack cakes now
You're happy, aren't you?
Aren't you?
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Down Home Clog Stomp
03:03
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Party Time!
03:50
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I was young, I was a foolish young boy
My heart was filled with such joy
But I don't know where it came from
Every day was another escape
From the prison I hate
From the place where I growed up
Lubricating the pathway to the silver godhead
C'mon! Don't just stand there crying aloud
It's party time! Party time!
C'mon! Grab that drink and dance so proud
It's party time! Party time!
There are times when I felt better off dead
I heard the words that you said
But I barely hear you breathing
Lubricating the pathway to the silver godhead
And in the book that I read
I don't understand the meaning
Lubricating the pathway to the silver godhead
C'mon! Don't just stand there crying aloud
It's party time! Party time!
C'mon! Grab that drink and dance so proud
It's party time! Party time!
I don't even know if this is for show
But it's party time! Party time!
Baby, take my hand and I'll tell you a secret
It's party time! Party time! Party time!
Here we go!
Lubricating the pathway to the silver godhead
C'mon! Don't just stand there crying aloud
It's party time! Party time!
C'mon! Grab that drink and dance so proud
It's party time! Party time!
I don't even know if this is for show
But it's party time! Party time!
I don't even know how to bust a flow
It's party time! Oh, Party time!
Come on! Come on!
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Inbred Whore Song
03:16
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Sometimes the light doesn't hit you just right
And I swear that you're ugly as sin
Other times the lord shines his light down upon you
And still you look ugly as sin
Sometimes I wonder if life is a blunder
I can't tell the shape that I'm in
Often I know some things are for sho'
Like the fact that you're ugly as sin
Baby, baby, hold my hand
And we will tra-la-la to a far away land
Where ponies rejoice and all things go as planned
But until that wonderful day is at hand
I'll have to look past the terrible fact
That you're way beyond fat, and look like a bat
And I still think you're ugly as sin
Sometimes I wonder if life is a blunder
I can't tell the shape that I'm in
Often I see things are meant to be
Like the fact that you're ugly as sin
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No competition
I'll beat everyone
Throw a shooting star
Lands right in your heart
In your heart...
Ninja fist of a million
Exploding suns
Fly me to the moon
Take me, won't you run
In your heart...
Do you ever believe that you could fly into the sea?
Do you ever believe that you could truely be free?
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Tiny Vikings
03:46
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Julian Buttersweets Sacramento
Julian Buttersweets is a songsmith, beatcrafter and crooner from Sacramento CA. He considers himself avant-pop royalty and expects you treat him as such. Any time you see him walking alone without a fresh hot dog in his hand, give him a pat on the shoulder, a reassuring smile and say "Hey! Tomorrow is another new day for hot dogs." He may thank you with a song. ... more
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