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In the summer time we talked about summer jobs
Now we're heading for the autumnal equinox
If you've got just a minute of time
You can listen to a song from a friend of mine
and no it's not pandering to the Tik Tok generation
It's the attack of the shorties, never saw it coming
picked out some chordies, then I started strumming
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Old man in his robe and socks
sitting on a fishing dock
He's got nothing to prove
He's got nothing to do
Big fish swimming past
Remembers a time when that old man would try and catch his ass
Now that line won't even cast
Nothing to do at all
but sit around telling stories 'bout close calls
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For Sale: one condom, never used
will trade for some baby shoes
or a Hallmark card that says get well soon from your Caesarian
Also seeking a PS5
some escape from adult life
I've got to tell my folks my future wife's a Presbyterian
They say it all happens for a reason so don't flee, son
It's' just a season as the world turns
I know they're right but I'm scared, I've never felt so unprepared
with so much left to learn
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Are you a member of our rewards program?
Save pennies when you purchase paper towels and ham
The line is getting longer
The pressure is getting stronger
How much will you give away?
What are you willing to pay?
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You seem a little down, my friend
I’ve been on that train and back again
Here’s a little something that you can try
to make you happy to be alive
Coffee in the afternoon
when you’re morning joe goes too soon
coffee in the afternoon
‘cause you’ve got a lot of shit to do
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Erik Styles - Glor
00:56
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We should really make some plans to get out of this cave
I mean Ugga have you ever heard the sound of crashing waves
And Glor we've never ventured past the tree that blocks the sky
we just spend all our time killing stuff and trying not to die
There must be more
what are we even in this place for
You remember when Glor got fat and then shit out that little man
Who cried all day and couldn't hunt and we didn't understand
But we just scratched our heads and grunted and went about our day
That got me asking questions that I don't know how to say
It makes me furious
That you all aren't a little bit more curious
So I'm packing up my club and I'm taking some of this meat
And I am heading to where the ball of fire nightly goes to sleep
And you can all fuck off or you can come along but
Someday I'll be a legend and they'll put me in a song
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Rick Dodd - Mortuary
01:02
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La ruta nos aportó otro paso natural
Anita la gorda lagartona no traga la droga latina
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It wasn’t very long ago
I can still remember how Biz Markie used to sing off key
And every Thursday night I’d find Markie Post keeping Bull in line
and brushing of John Larroquette's lechery
It’s not just you and it’s not just me
everyone knows these things happen in threes
The Funky Bunch they oughta be
concerned about this trilogy
So if Wahlberg dies you heard it here first
The power of the celebrity death curse
But this one feels so specific it’s worse
The week the Markies died
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I could sit here forever and watch the candle burn down
I could listen to quiet for days
I never caught on to this stop motion progress
I like a moment that stays
This could be gone with the snap of a finger
Delicate fragile and real
You can't hold on tightly but you can sit with it
Try to remember the feel
Sit still a while son
Watch the color shift
The world will run and follow the sun
Sometimes we all need a lift
I could sit here forever and watch the candle burn down
Take in the glow of your face
I never got the hang of this running in circles
I could never get used to the pace
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