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Let's Make a Music Theme
00:47
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LET’S MAKE A MUSIC
LET’S get free of the funk that we’re in
MAKE some noise out of tweet suggestions
Assembling songs and crafting
MUSIC that’s divine!
Let’s Make a Music (let’s make a music)
Let’s Make a Music (let’s make a music)
Turning all our thoughts into a song
Let’s Make a Music
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Fresh Baby with a Cola
02:19
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Dip on IN (Dip on in)
Peel off your Skin (You don’t need skin)
Feel that cool on your glistening body
Hey, where you been? (Hey where you been, babe?)
You have climbed your way up to a fresher echelon
We’ll dunk you by your tendon, our achilles’ special’s on.
If you’re feeling oily, try a trip up to our spa
We’re waiting so come to the place where you can feel like *POP* AHHHHHH
(I’M JUST A FRESH BABY WITH A COLA)
If you yearn (I feel you yearn)
To cool that burn (Turning red to blue, babe)
Grab a cucumber, jump in the pool
Time for your heal turn (Like relaxing wrestlers)
You have climbed your way up to a fresher echelon
You’ll find the bath more cooling once your mortal flesh is gone.
If you’re feeling oily, try a trip up to our spa
We’re waiting so come to the place where you can feel like *POP* AHHHHHH
(I’M JUST A FRESH BABY WITH A COLA)
(I’M JUST A FRESH BABY WITH A COLA)
(I’M JUST A FRESH BABY WITH A COLA)
(I’M JUST A FRESH BABY WITH A COLA)
(I’M JUST A FRESH BABY WITH A COLA)
(I’M JUST A FRESH BABY WITH A COLA)
(I’M JUST A FRESH BABY WITH A COLA)
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HUNK NIGHT SUMMER
02:53
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It was the middle of the summer, I was staying at a Radisson Blu
The breakfast was continental and the creamers were hazelnut too
I loaded up my plate with seconds, like a greedy raccoon.
I was wearing my red moon boots, and I was headed out soon.
I rented out an applebees for a safe and swanky affair
A dinner for one so fancy even kings would want to be there
I brought my flavored mayo and I ate till I had my fill
But that’s when I saw them, coming over the hill
These handsome gents all shining bright
Their biceps flexing in the light
Revealing their prodigious might
It was a HUNK NIGHT SUMMER
A HUNK NIGHT SUMMER
It was a HUNK NIGHT SUMMER
THE HUNKS ARE BACK IN TOWN AGAIN
I didn’t know from where they hailed, but boy am I glad that they’re here.
They brought their own champagne and a pyramid of chandeliers.
Watching them all grooving, all my worries began to fade
Just a bunch of muscle boys, and my summer was made
These handsome gents all shining bright
Their biceps flexing in the light
Revealing their prodigious might
It was a HUNK NIGHT SUMMER
A HUNK NIGHT SUMMER
It was a HUNK NIGHT SUMMER
I WISH THIS SUMMER’D NEVER END
These handsome gents made summer last
My memories in amber, cast
Now golden relics of the past
Gimme gimme just gimme gimme a little hunk
in my summer
Gimme gimme just gimme gimme a little hunk
in my summer
Gimme gimme just gimme gimme a little hunk
Gimme gimme just gimme gimme a little hunk (repeat)
HUNK NIGHT SUMMER
HUNK NIGHT SUMMER
HUNK NIGHT SUMMER
HUNK NIGHT SUMMER
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Haunted Home
02:34
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(Hey Doreen. No, I can see you, but I can’t hear you, I think your mic’s off. Yeah, building chandeliers just isn’t the same when you’re working remote. Did I mention, uh…)
My roommate’s been missing
And he won’t pay his rent
I’ve searched through the house high and low
He’s elusive and flaky
I can’t tell where he went
Why I live with a ghost, I don’t know
Living in a haunted home
Would be fine if I lived with a friend
It’d be no worry if I lived with Tim Curry
But I don’t, so this nightmare won’t end
(This meeting was supposed to start at 3, right? We’ll give them a few more minutes.)
Have I mentioned my house
Is like a big Russian doll?
Countless houses are nestled within
This matryoshka’s concerning
Especially since learning
There’s a drip that I can’t seem to pin
Living in a haunted home
Would be fine if it weren’t so vast
And I know that if only I weren’t so bonely
The estate wouldn’t leave me aghast
(I Slacked Trevor, he says he’ll be here in a second.)
The corridors wind
And I’m losing my mind
As the rooms multiply and implode
The floorplan’s diverging
New hallways emerging
And my psyche begins to corrode
The dripping is constant
It’ll never be fixed
And my roommate’s ignoring his dues
But the real thing that’s shocking
Is the ghost keeps on walking
On the carpets while wearing his shoes
(“Hey guys, sorry I’m late!”)
(HOLD ON ONE SECOND TREVOR)
Living in a haunted home
Would be fine if my roommate were clean
The shoe rack’s apparent, but his shoe placement’s errant
And it’s ruining my Halloween
(Okay, Trevor, you can go ahead and share your screen now...)
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The Ocean Is Still There
03:14
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It’s true you might not fully know
Exactly what these lyrics show
But tune them out and you shall see
Trust in the song, and simply be
A book deal with a cash advance
A brimming cup of velvet pants
Falling asleep before the chapter ends
Developing object permanence
Don’t be afraid, put it out of mind
There’s nothing to see, you’re not left behind
When you are back on the shore you will find
The ocean is still there
A flattened rug bump staying down
A milky breeze as you stroll through town
Plunge your hand into the beans
Doesn’t matter what it means
Turn off your brain and use your heart
‘Cause now the nonsense verse will start
Petrichor sumptuous bungalow
Aurora cherish sweet bordeaux
Don’t be afraid, put it out of mind
There’s nothing to see, you’re not left behind
When you are back, on the shore you will find
The ocean is still there
We’re here on the ground, we look up at the stars
A frontier that’s cherished by kings and by czars
It’s perfectly fine that we’re not up on Mars
The ocean is still there
You may reflect, now that you’re fifteen
On all of these words and what they may mean
But don’t think too hard, there’s nothing to glean
The ocean is still there
The ocean is still there
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Song of Green Bastion
03:01
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ABBOT FRED:
In this harvest’s bounty, we partake
Grateful for what the fields have grown
As opossums, we now cook and bake
In Green Bastion, which we call our home
These walls of verdant stone
The joyful times I’ve known have come and gone
In these ancestral halls
We’ll feast until the calling of the dawn
JANGLES:
Raspberry cordial from the cask
Mushroom flan and wheels of cheddar cheese
To make this feast, each opossum has its task
Now that it’s done, sit back and feel at ease
The butter that we churn
Will sate the yearning possums of the cloth
The flame devours the wick
The blood of battle’s thicker than the broth
The great hall is filled with jovial cries
The dishes huge when with our hands compared
The value of a dinner solely lies
In the hearty folks with whom it’s shared
The torch begins to dim
The dandelion ale is brimming still
Our spirits glowing strong
We opossums sing a song of our goodwill
ALL THE OPOSSUMS:
La la la la la la la la la! (x4)
FRED, JANGLES, SWINGLESS:
These walls of verdant stone
The joyful times I’ve known have come and gone
In these ancestral halls
We’ll feast until the calling of the dawn
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