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Phoebe Kreutz - Francine
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IF YOU TOLD HIM HE HAD A BEAUTIFUL BODY
WOULD HE HOLD IT AGAINST YOU
IF YOU TOLD HIM ABOUT THE KENTUCKY FRIED CHICKEN
WOULD HE TRY TO PICK A FIGHT?
OH, FRANCINE, FRANCINE
WHEN'D YOUR FELLA GET SO MEAN
OH, FRANCINE YOU CAN'T DO ANYTHING RIGHT
IF YOU TOLD HIM THAT YOU LOVED HIM
WOULD HE QUICKLY TELL YOU NOT TO
AND IF YOU TOLD HIM HE WAS ALWAYS YOUR MAN
WOULD HE SAY "WELL, NOT TONIGHT"
OH, FRANCINE, FRANCINE
WHEN'D YOUR FELLA GET SO MEAN
OH, FRANCINE FRANCINE
YEAH, YOUR DESK IS ALWAYS CLEAN
BUT FRANCINE YOU CAN'T DO ANYTHING RIGHT
IF YOU TOLD HIM HE WAS KILLING YOU
WOULD HE STOP OR KEEP ON GOING
IF HE BROKE YOUR RIBS AND BRUISED YOUR FACE
WOULD THAT QUENCH IS APPETITE
OH, FRANCINE, FRANCINE
WHEN'D YOUR FELLA GET SO MEAN
OH, FRANCINE, FRANCINE
YEAH, YOUR DESK IS ALWAYS CLEAN
OH, FRANCINE, FRANCINE
YOU'RE A BROKEN HEART MACHINE
AND FRANCINE YOU CAN'T DO ANYTHING RIGHT
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As cruel as Heliogabalus,
he’ll light the fire to hear us scream.
He won’t explain doodleysquat to us,
but wants telegraphic messages on everything.
It’s not anything they teach you in church.
Sometimes I wonder about the creator of the universe
Prostitutes surrender
to their pimps like
they’re surrendering to Jesus
while beautifying their insides
with bad chemicals causing suicide, theft, murder, insanity or worse.
Sometimes I wonder about the creator of the Universe.
Production is breaking
the earth before it can recharge,
and the things that we’re making
are lousy by and large.
Washday products, cat food and pop.
Sometimes I wonder when will it all stop.
Someplace where you’d need
a rubber vagina for lonesomeness
ain’t any place to be
but there doesn’t seem much choice for us.
It's not very fair. It's a little absurd.
Sometimes I wonder about the creator of the universe
I don’t know what it means
all this suffering collectively.
We could be all machines
set to love defectively.
There ain’t no good answer; that’s just how it works.
Sometimes I wonder about the creator of the universe.
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Toby Goodshank - Track 6
02:27
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Herb Scher - I Love You
03:30
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I Love You
by Herb Scher
©2011
Herb
I love you
I honestly love you
Yes I do, Yes I do, Yes I do
Susan
I love you
I honestly love you
Yes I do, Yes I do, Yes I do
Herb
I was meant for you
You were meant for me
Both
We were meant to be together
for eternity
Susan
Far across the sun
far across the sea
Both
there’s a place where we can live
in perfect harmony
Herb
I love you
when you burn the meal
Susan
I love you
oh, you’re such a heal
Both
I do, yes I do, yes I do
Herb
I love you
when you spend too much
Susan
I love you
when you’re out of touch
Both
I do, yes I do, yes I do
Susan
Living day to day
sometimes things seem grey
But when I see your smiling face, my troubles fade away
Herb
When I come home from work
with all the stress I’m in
I can’t wait to see you standing
with my glass of gin
Herb
I love you
when you criticize
Susan
I love you
When you patronize
Both
I do, yes I do, yes I do
Susan
I love you, even when you flirt
Herb
I love you....
What do you mean?
When was I flirting?
[they argue]
Sometimes I wish you would just shut up.
Herb
Sometimes late at night
When we have had a fight
I Love You
I wonder how my love for you
could find its way to spite
Susan
Far across the sun
far across the sea
maybe there’s another face
that’s meant to rescue me
Herb
I love you
now that the kids are grown
Susan
I love you
we could go on our own
Both
I do, yes I do, yes I do
Herb
I love you
Is it time to end it
Susan
I love you
or should we try to mend it
Both
I do, yes I do, yes I do
Both
Was I meant for you
were you meant for me
can any couple live together
for eternity
Both
I love you
I honestly love you
Yes I do, Yes I do
Pass the gin.
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You can run until you’re out of breath.
You can jump until your face turns red.
My head hurts trying to know
which way to go.
It’s a simple movement in
a direction I’ve never been.
That’s where I want to go.
I want to see insides.
Show them to me.
I want to see insides of everything.
I‘m not the king of pointland,
so why try for that kind of bliss.
I’m configured to miss
the point which is all is connectedness.
But I’m not a king, or even a point,
so the point is moot.
My desire to aspire is acute.
What if the movement is no movement at all.
What if the trick is to be still until there’s nowhere to go.
Then we could see insides.
Show them to me.
I want to see insides of everything.
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DanyDany - Quién te Dijo
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I remember when
I didn't have any friends
Just insults and abuse from 2 means aunts
and my folks were killed by a rhinoceros.
Then one day I did what I was told what to do
i took magic from a stranger, hell what did I have to lose?
He said, "Come right up close." I was too scared to move.
I got hold of the magic just like the old man said.
Then I tripped and fell and spilled everything that I had.
But who says that messes can't be magic too.
That spill, it made a peach and it grew and grew.
And you'd never guess
that because of that mess
I'd roll away from misery and kill my aunts to boot.
From that I learned, roll with the peach and your life is changed by fruit.
Sometimes, it gets weirder before it gets better, that's the truth
And the way from A to B it ain't the obvious to route, no.
Sometimes you have to talk to strangers and your life is changed by fruit.
You've got to roll with the peach and your life is changed by fruit.
And the seas are full of sharks and the skies get mean and dark
and your friends all agree that we're all doomed.
And it's not the promised land like we assumed.
Sometimes, it gets weirder before it gets better, that's the truth
And the way from A to B it ain't the obvious to route, no.
Sometimes you have to talk to strangers and your life is changed by fruit.
You've got to roll with the peach and your life is changed by fruit.
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Laurel can't get laid because her boyfriend is all mind
even though he's also muscular and blue.
He's got a great body. He's just not in it half the time.
He send his clones in to have sex when he's got other things to do.
That and she's suppressing the knowledge of her father because dealing with the truth is such a hassle
especially when your father had tried to rape your mother making her the product of a costumed slut and a costumed ass hole.
Ha ah ah..
you don't know how.... to be normal now.
Laurel I don't believe you when you say that you're upset by those folks who died for take-out tandoori
One minute you're crying the next you're undressed, which could be kind of deep or kind of whorey.
Ha ah aha...
You never liked the life. What is that in your pipe? She was raised to fight. What is that in your pipe?
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Natti Vogel - Mr. Veidt
02:34
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She is loved; she's not dirty anywhere.
Just ask Prince William. He's seen her underwear.
She's not wearing a dirndl. It's called a skirt.
Prince William lifts it up when he feels like flirting.
Potato...
She'll carry that dream like a full glass of water,
carefully not spilling the feeling that someone loves her.
She knows you're left climbing through rubble and smog.
You can love that potato, but you'll be loving a dead dog.
She's done everything right.
She's got yarn to spin.
Why won't he ask her vagina
"let me in."
Potato.
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Capetown is flooding
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Don't Read the Bible on the Subway
Don't read the Bible on the subway
Don't read the Bible on the train
Cause when you read the Bible on the subway
All the hipsters think you're probably insane
Don't read the Bible on the subway
Don't read the Bible on the bus
Cause when you read the Bible on the subway
All the crackpots and the whackjobs think
You're one of us
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The virgin of a carpenter was visited in the night,
By an angel who told her that a baby was in sight.
She had it in a manger and the wise men came with myrrh,
And the angel chorus sang about the miracle birth.
Miracle birth of the lamb of God,
There was no hanky-panky but no one felt odd,
Because the misery of life became the miracle of birth,
And true or not disciples spread it all around the earth.
Origin stories when the planets collide,
And the chaos and the curse of the miracle birth.
And then the existential quandary and the moral quagmire,
Honey, I’m just glad you were born.
I’m just glad you were born,
So I don’t have to be here alone.
A white elephant came to Queen Maya with a lotus,
To tell her she was pregnant which I guess she hadn’t noticed.
So she told it to her husband but her husband didn’t mind,
‘Cause everybody knew the baby coming was divine.
And the villagers rejoiced when the baby sprang forth,
And he took seven steps towards the lotuses in the north.
The wise men wrote it down and they put it in a book,
The story of the Buddha and his miracle birth.
Origin stories…
Zeus woke up with a horrible migraine,
Like someone with a sword was hacking right into his brain.
By noon it got so bad ow thud thud thud,
That he asked Hephaestus to crack his skill.
And out she sprang, a warrior full grown.
Athena, Minerva, a goddess was born.
Once in mortal fear Zeus had swallowed up her mom,
But now everything was cool and everybody got along.
Origin stories…
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Buffie Roseanne - Balls
02:38
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Susan Hwang - Good Smut
01:52
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Listen Darlene, it stinks is what's the matter.
You look like a whore and I'm not going to flatter
you.
The bird is good, but there's no big finale
if you look like a drunk nympho passing out in an alley,
because stripping is an insult to a woman; it's true,
but there's it doesn't work if there's nothing to insult in you.
They come for the fall not the fallen,
but there's no where to go if you're already at the bottom.
So try again, this time you're clean and chaste.
You've got to have a base to be debased.
If you're gonna make it worth their while,
you need something to defile.
You can't just start out a drunken floozy;
you have to have something to lose, see?
Like decency, honor, morals or status.
No need to have a fancy aparatus.
No whips, no chains or leather to strap in.
Just act like you don't want it to happen.
So be polite. Be shocked.
You're a virgin who's never seen a cock.
You don't even know what to do with one.
Ack, what is this mystifying protrusion, you get it?
It doesn't work if you're already a slut.
You've got to be pure to make good smut. Good smut.
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Matthew Varvil - Iggy
02:39
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Dave Novak - Ignatius
03:58
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The Humble Bees
You know the humble bees
They fertilize heartsease
And the humble bees they fertilize the clover
And the fieldmice need
To steal the honey sweet
So they chew the honeycomb till it's all over
But then the cats they seize
The little mice to eat
And the little mice they don't get any older
So that the humble bees
Can fertilize heartsease
And the humble bees can fertilize the clover
Charles Darwin said
Check your head
We're bound together in a web
There is nothing you can do
That doesn't pull another thread
It might be better not to move at all
And call in sick instead
You've got to think of the outcome
When you get out of bed
Now Darwin's friend Huxley
He said that old maids keep
The cats that eat the mice that eat the honey holders
Without the mice to feed
The humble bees succeed
And they fertilize the heartsease and the clover
The clover feeds the beef
That feeds the Queen's army
And then England has its hale and hearty soldiers
So that an old maid's glee
May also guarantee
The sway of British rule from Darjeeling to Dover
Charles Darwin said
Check your head
We're bound together in a web
There is nothing you can do
That doesn't pull another thread
It might be better not to move at all
And call in sick instead
You've got to think of the outcome
When you get out of bed
You've got to think of the outcome
You've got to think of the outcome
You've got to think of the outcome
When you get out of bed
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I don't have to stay with the asshole that I
have always fallen for since I
can remember, but it's not only me;
it's women from the beginning of time,
but it's not the beginning of time,
it's kind of later in the game,
and the environment's not the same,
so it affects sexual selection.
That asshole that seemed right back then
has sent the environment reeling
New times call for new choices
making that nice guy more appealing.
There will always be assholes, it's true
but I won't be rewarding, what good would that do?
Who cares if he drives a lexus or a mitsubishi
I'm choosing one for the species.
Ain't I lucky, that that one, is you.
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Eukaryotes do it.
We're not afraid to make mistakes.
It's called creation, not masturbation; it's not safe.
Eukaryotes do it.
You've got to take chances to make something new
We're not here to take it easy, We're doing it for the species; yeah it's time consuming too.
Eukaryotes do it.
We're all creatures in an in between stage
unwinding that helix to get that remix, that genetic exchange.
You can stay home with your remote
if you're dead or boring or a prokaryote.
Eukaryotes do it....
If you're horny then you screw it.
If you're hungry then you chew it.
If it's broken then you glue it.
If you're sick then you achoo it
If you're dumb you'll misconstrue it.
Eukaryotes do it.
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We started in January 2009 playing songs written in response to Kurt Vonnegut's Breakfast of Champions. We haven't stopped since. We've written & performed songs inspired by everything from "On The Origin of Species" to Dr. Seuss to Raymond Carver. There are BBCs popping up nationwide now. Bushwick Book Club Seattle started in 2010 & is run by Geoff Larson. Our nerdy dare-devilry knows no bounds. ... more
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