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Baddum Woah
02:34
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One day
One day I was walking by
Seattle coffee shops when I saw a guy
playing guitar, he could pick those strings
I walked up to him and started to sing
Baddum hedum fadum haba daba woah
(This is a song from the nineties)
Hadum bedum fadum lada bada woah
(It's completely nonsense)
Badum bedum fadum yabba dabba doo
(That was from The Flintstones)
Hadum bedum fadum lada baddum woah
We made a two man band, called it Flannel Clothes
We were on the road, they were decent shows
Soon we found a cat who bang a drum
So we changed our name to the Denim Bums, and sang
Gotta getta lotta minced ricotta to put on top'a
(A plate of spaghetti)
Shoulda said lasagna, it woulda sounded smarta
(Now we're on to the bridge)
And eventually we hired child actor Macaulay Culkin to join our band playing the tambourine
Then eventually we found out it wasn't Macaulay Culkin, so we let some random kid play tambourine
Obligatory nineties song rap verse
Make noise if you wanna hear me rap worse
Okay, let me get ready for it
-nope
Caravan eggplant watermelon pants Do you believe in Santa?
(He watches you sleeping)
Robert Dinero in a gyro, that's my hero
(He's watching you Faulker)
Woah, this is my real voice, even when I'm talking
(He talks in his sleep too)
Thank you for listening, we are the Denim Bums featuring child-actor Macaulay Culkin.
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Blink 183
00:22
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I know you think you’re really freaking cool
But guess what? You’re the bomb!
I had a good time at the movies
And I french kissed with your mom
I like to tease you when we’re fighting
But the timing might be bad
I ate a hotdog at a ballpark
Then I made love with your dad
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Raging About Machinery
01:08
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Salted pretzels
Carry-on luggage
Tolkien fan-fic
Another book published
Never sleep
Sipping serpentine sodas
Squash the quail
Retreat pizza quotas
No-slip Japanese vending machine
Whiplash cadabra, if you know what I mean
I got sick kicks
Still ill afraid of Nintendos
We’re raging 'bout machinery
Get ready for flamenco
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I hope you brought plugs for your ears
My loud chorus will bring you tears
You won't expect it when it comes
This song will hot carl your ear drums
But still you've got to keep it cranked
The verse is soft, the lyrics dank
But then the volume starts to build
And we just yell and yell and yell
Yelling right now
I'm loud right now
Mom's ignoring
Look at me dad
Quiet verses
Loud chorus
I wear flannel
Yelling louder - yeah
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There aren't a lot of things To be found in this world
That could make me turn around
When I've got my eyes on the sky
There's no holding me down
Feeling monsoons of love
Living rivers of rainbows and oceans of fairytale dreams
Scream if you're part of the team
(screams)
If you see your shadow in the street, don't move your feet
Give it oh so many hugs
Take these words to heart, I wrote this song on drugs
I had a dream, and in this dream, I was asleep
But sleeping me, had zero dreams
And my bed was made of marshmallow cream
When you see a blade of grass and look up close
You'll notice things that weren't before
A little house with a little door
Can I fit inside, well I'm just not sure
Wanting to learn the language of the bugs
Let these words change your entire life
Take these words to heart, I wrote this song on drugs
Get a face tattoo, you heard this song on drugs
Name your child this, you wrote that kid on drugs
Take these words to heart, I wrote this song on drugs
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Ahyoka Saas Chicago, Illinois
Two-Spirit Cherokee-German writer & musician
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