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Nutmeg Trippin
05:12
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Nutmeg trippin,
Nutmeg trippin,
Nutmeg trippin,
Nutmeg trippin,
Nutmeg trippin,
Nutmeg trippin,
Oh nutmeg trippin
Doin it all day, this is my nutmeg PSA
And I'm here to say,
You look like a horse and my ears are gay
Oh nutmeg trippin
And I gotta pay rent
But I'm in deep with the dealer sellin' spice in aisle 10
Oh nutmeg trippin
Oh nutmeg trippin
I got no money, I got no friends
But I gotta pound of nutmeg and ten hours to spend
I got no money, I got no friends
But I gotta pound of nutmeg and ten hours to spend
I got no money, I got no friends
But I gotta pound of nutmeg and ten hours to spend
I got no money, I got no friends
But I gotta pound of nutmeg and ten hours to spend
Yeah
1, 2, 3, 4
Oh nutmeg trippin,
Oh nutmeg trippin,
Oh nutmeg trippin,
Oh nutmeg trippin,
You look like a horse (Oh nutmeg trippin)
You look like a horse (Oh nutmeg trippin)
You look like a horse (Oh nutmeg trippin)
You look like a horse (Oh nutmeg trippin)
You look like a horse (Oh nutmeg trippin)
You look like a horse (Oh nutmeg trippin)
You are a horse (Oh nutmeg trippin)
Oh nutmeg trippin
Nutmeg trippin,
Nutmeg trippin,
God, nutmeg trippin.
Nutmeg trippin,
Nutmeg trippin,
Nutmeg trippin,
Nutmeg trippin,
Nutmeg trippin,
Nutmeg trippin,
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2. |
Haircut
02:26
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When the haircut strikes
And you're just not ready,
And the barber asks if you can spare a penny
"No no, barber" is what I say
I didn't want a haircut anyway
My mom is making me get one
Even though I'm thirty
She says it looks bad
Because my hair is long and dirty
And I'm ready to move out
But on the other hand I have no money
So he took out the scissors
Started cuttin' away
It was a painful experience
The least to say
"No Mr. Barber, want to keep my mane"
He said I looked like a horse and my hair was gay
So he cut off my hair
And he called me a perv
I'm gonna give that barber
What he really deserves
I'll take out my net
And I'll sail out to sea
And take back the hair
That he took from me
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3. |
Feelin Good
05:48
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It's time for the show
My accordion is ready to go
I hear the crowd
Maybe this time I can make my dad proud
I'm feeling good
Shirt tied up and pants rolled up tight
I'm feeling good
Feeling good, I'm feeling just right
The people all cheer
The whole world is watching my show
My dad is still here
Maybe now he'll look at me as his own
I'm feeling good
Shirt tied up and pants rolled up tight
I'm feeling good
Feeling good, I'm feeling just right
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4. |
Troll From Chernobyl
04:10
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I am a troll from Chernobyl
I am a troll from Chernobyl
I have been told I shouldn't be this old
Because I am a troll from Chernobyl
Both my parents were absent
On the day of my own birth
I'm 3 foot 9 and I'm 30 years old
And my body is covered in hair and mold
I'm blind in one eye and I am half deaf
Every day I pray for a sweet swift death
'Cause I am a troll from Chernobyl
I am a troll from Chernobyl
I have been told I shouldn't be this old
Because I am a troll from Chernobyl
I can barely walk
I can barely talk
Nothing ever fits me
And I don't own socks
I'm a failed abortion
My brain's missin portions
And my balls are shaped like blocks
I look like god
Must've shit a person
I don't know how my life could worsen
My parts are mismatched
Must be from a bad batch
'Cause my face is upside down
'Cause I am a troll from Chernobyl
I am a troll from Chernobyl
I have been told I shouldn't be this old
Because I am a troll from Chernobyl
'Cause I am a troll from Chernobyl
I am a troll from Chernobyl
I have been told I shouldn't be this old
Because I am a troll from Chernobyl
(repeat ad infinitum)
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6. |
Garden Funk
04:31
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I can see the garden in your eyes
In your eyes
The future's on your mind
Let the garden dignify
I wanna feel like
I just wanna feel like
They make me cry
The flowers in my mind
They make me cry
They make me cry
The garden hurts sometimes
But we'll be fine
We'll be fine
Give me your heart
I'll give you mine
I'll give you mine
I'm a sweet yam
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7. |
Hymn Of The Car Salesman
06:06
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Dealer for the people
Dealer for my heart
Dealer for the people
Dealer for my soul
Dealer for the people
Dealer for my whole
Last name Elder
First name Scott
I don't know what you are
But I love you a lot
Take it from me, it's plain to see
I love Scott Elder with all I got
Unbeatable prices, unbelievable cars
When I look to the skies I don't see no stars
I just see Scott Elder
I just see Scott Elder
Dealer for the people
Dealer for my heart
Dealer for the people
Dealer for my soul
Dealer for the people
Dealer for my whole
Scottymon go 'til the day I die
Dreamcars Austin is on my mind
Scott Elder is my God, hear my cry
Scott Elder is my God, hear my cry
A poet of his ages
Hear his rhyme
His voice is scripture
It transcends time
The Bible, the Jewble
The Muslim one
But compared to Scott Elder
They're all blind
Dealer for the people
Dealer for my heart
Dealer for the people
Dealer for my soul
Dealer for the people
Dealer for my whole
Oh what can I say
'Bout my good lord Scotty
He's the church, the kind, the Illuminati
He's space, he's time, beam me up Scotty
He's space, he's time, beam me up Scotty
Dealer for the people
Dealer for my heart
Dealer for the people
Dealer for my soul
Dealer for the people
Dealer for my whole
Scotty had a dream
Ever since he was born
He made his first sales pitch
When he spoke his first words
I had a baby on the way
And my car had bruises
A mechanical breakdown
Someone get the nooses
But Scotty saved the day
And he made me a promise
I looked into his eyes
And I knew he was honest
He took me in his arms
And said my credit was fine
I knew it wasn't true
But he was just so kind
My transportation issues
Just a faraway dream
I knew for certain when I saw the gleam
The gleam, yes the gleam, when he smiled so wide
The gleam that showed you he was pure inside
He's pure inside
He's pure inside
He's pure inside
Dealer for the people
Dealer for my heart
Dealer for the people
Dealer for my soul
Dealer for the people
Dealer for my whole
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8. |
Catfish Wranglin
02:31
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When I was a boy
I grew out my hair
I wore my dad's hat
And I sat in his chair
I took out the net
And I sailed out to sea
And I wrangled all the catfish
That the waves brought to me
So here I am now
A fully grown lad
A box full of catfish
Sits here on my lap
My dad would be proud
I still wear his hat
Maybe one day he'll realize
I'm not useless and fat
So I take out the net
And I sail out to sea
And I wrangle all the catfish
That the waves bring to me
So when the day's done
And so's all the fun
My dad never loved me
La did-ee, doooooo
So I take out the net
And I sail out to sea
And I wrangle all the catfish
That the waves bring to me
So when the day's done
And so's all the fun
My dad never loved me
La did-ee, doooooo
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Allepakcok Austin, Texas
Allepakcok is a 2-piece psychedelic/funk/folk sonic extravaganza from Austin, Texas. They combine sounds of modern funk,
70"s psychedelic soundscapes, Hendrixian guitar noodles, on top of tight vocal harmonies and hip-hop influenced beatbox.
Comprised of multi-instrumentalist Tre “The Beef” Pham, and synth/keytar/harmony wizard Presley Brooks.
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