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culinary odyssey
01:49
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brown bread, sick of brown bread, makes a grilled cheese taste dead
ODYSSEE DE LA CUISINE: SPACETIME FOOD
i owe you lunch, dinner's coming soon and i'ma owe you that tooooo
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idiot soop
01:20
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i've got the flu
and i caught it down in senegal
i'll give it to you
soon instead of shittin you'll be drippin milk
gargling foam and barely walking
slippery thighs are turning yellow
my front porch is covered in belly jelly baby!
all my friends are coming over
my lung guts still feeling wiggly
fix it up with another bowl of that idiot soop
don't call batman, i'll be fine man, feeling just a little bit under the weather
i don't wanna die, just wanna fry, with a bowl of that idiot soop!
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true corvette warriors
00:57
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true warriors
in corvettes
nice jackets
shame about the haircuts though
a true warrior let's their hair grow down to the clutch
and a broadsword won't fit in the standard sized trunk
looks like you skimped on the powersteering too
a true warrior doesn't worry about the colour though,
a true warrior rides their corvette down to the rust!
oh well, guess yr just two guys in leather.
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sorting thru blackmail
01:25
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she spends her nights
sorting thru blackmail
she's gotta watch her tail
for rogue agents
but they don't know where she lives, if they did they'd murder her kids, but they don't know where she lives: in a hole, down by the wal-mart.
he spends his nights
sorting thru blackmail
he's gotta juggle with
mutliple I.D cards, it's a pain in the ass
but they don't know where he lives, if they did they'd murder his kids, sounds like he's got a helluva gig, i never wanna be a secret agent.
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gangster grandma
01:36
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my grandma was always on the run from the law
'take a parade of convicts just to see what she saw
always telling me to 'shut up!!' in the zellers
every shopping trip was a page right outta goodfellers.
GANGSTER GRANDMA.
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pez
01:09
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i'm trying 'it' for China
and i only worship the Pez dispenser
and $16 will buy anything as long as you can make it up-town
HERE WE R ROCK U LIKE A HURRICANE?
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hit by a bus
01:57
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i looked for a craft store
i wanted to make some 'art'
when i left my bedroom
the whole city was torn apart!
oh no, what have they done now?
i got hit by a bus, i got back on that bus
and the guy on the bus, he was covered in pus
smelled just like chicken gravy....CHICKEN GRAVYY?
i poured the gravy on the baby, but that baby had a lady
she just goes, "NO! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE NOW?!"
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slippy
02:05
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i woke up in a sewer
smelled like piss and manure
i climbed over a wall
made a judgement call to break in through the backdoor
"honey, that kids back and he's farting in our fridge again!
standing on our front porch and telling off those kids again!
broke most of our garden gnomes!
thank god, the kids aren't home!"
pick up the phone, it's just dialtone, "this isn't yr home please leave it alone."
since you've been gone the cat has grown long, play poker alone and you know i still fold.
put on matt good, sleep on the woodpile out back, hear my bones crack.
pick up the phone, it's just dialtone, "this isn't yr home, leave us alone now, before i call the cops."
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clear american beer
01:53
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a wiseman once said, "everybody had matching towels!"
but that man is dead, and it doesn't really matter if you don't know french
you can still make french bread, despite the fact you sadly taste like
CLEAR AMERICAN BEER.
might's well buy a $6 cup of my own URINE.
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