1. |
Questions My Mom Asks Me
02:43
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There’s no expectations for this song
Cuz Tyler keeps strumming it wrong
Well he’s gonna switch and play the gong
And he’ll be dancing with Molly before long
I need a break from this life
Like an unlit fuse I’m ready to ignite
So won’t somebody give me a light and
I’ll be skanking with Molly tonight
Oh yeah we’re skanking with Molly.
Yeah we’re skanking.
And we’re dancing with Molly.
Oh we’re dancing.
And were skanking with Molly tonight
Tonight, tonight
And we’re skanking with Molly.
Yeah we’re skanking.
And we’re rubbing Molly’s tummy.
Oh we’re rubbing.
Said we’re skanking with Molly tonight
Tonight, tonight
Trials and tribulations go away
Like a homeless cat I’m a dirty stray
So give me some catnip and I’ll obey
And I’ll be purring with Molly tonight
Oh yeah we’re purring with Molly.
Yeah we’re purring.
And we’re rubbing Molly’s tummy.
Oh we’re rubbing.
And were meowing with Molly tonight
Tonight, tonight (Meow)
Said we’re dancing with Molly.
Yeah we’re dancing.
And we’re purring with Molly.
Oh we’re purring. (purrrrrr)
Said we’re skanking with Molly tonight
Tonight, tonight (meow meow meow)
Said we’re meowing with Molly.
Meow Meow.
And we’re rubbing Molly’s tummy
Grrrr Meow.
My mom said “You’ve been dancing with Molly?”
I said “No Mom; at least not tonight I fucking promise.”
(Cat Noises)
Haha
Ahahaha
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2. |
Indo Bored
02:28
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I’m indo bored,
Bored of being indoors.
Indo bored,
Bored of being indoors.
Back in Santa Cruz and there’s no surf, pretty laaaaaame.
I don’t know what to do with 24 hours in a day.
Hike the Garden of Eden with a dog without a name.
Watch the redwoods take in fog, with no delay.
I’m indo bored,
Bored of being indoors.
I’m Indo bored,
Bored of being indoors
Indo bored,
Bored of being indoors.
I’m Indo bored,
Bored of being indoors
Seems like it’s been raining!
Non-stop all dayyyy
Oh but it’s sunny, birds are chirping their beaks away
I guess I’m going crazy! There’s nothing left to say.
This quarter’s gonna take, what’s left of my sanity away.
I’m indo bored,
Bored of being indoors.
I’m Indo bored,
Bored of being indoors
Indo bored,
Bored of being indoors.
Indo bored,
Bored of being indoors
Roof! Roof! Roof! Roof! Roof!
Indo bored,
Bored of being indoors.
I’m Indo bored,
Bored of being indoors
Roof! Roof! Roof!
(Oh, shit. That one actually came out really good –
The second doodle nenle doodle nenle doodle nenle.)
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3. |
O O O Oh Face
03:14
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I’ve been smiling ear to ear.
Oh oh oh oh
Drug induced or lack of fear of the
Unknown
I don’t want to stay here
No more.
Yeah it’s time for me to roam.
Oh oh oh oh
All I wanted to do,
Is just sit and talk with you.
Woooooooooooo!
Like a song without a beat
Oh oh oh oh
I can’t stand on my two feet
So oh oh oh
I’ve be lying in debris
Oh oh oh oh
Underneath the redwood trees
Oh oh oh oh
All I wanted to do
Is just pull a string or two
So I can lay down here with you
Pull a string or two
Oh, I can sit and talk with you
Pull a string or two
Oh, I can lay down here with you
Pull a string or two
Oh, I can sit and talk with you
Pull a string or two
Like a song without a beat
Oh oh oh oh
I can’t stand on my two feet
So oh oh oh
I’ve be lying in debris
Oh oh oh oh
Underneath the redwood trees
Oh oh oh oh
All I want you to do
Is just pull a string or two
Come on baby let’s do the locomotion
Everybody do the locomotion
Come on baby let’s do the locomotion
Everybody do the locomotion
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4. |
Nike Don't Surf
02:29
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Nike don’t surf but we think he should
Nike don’t surf cuz he knows that ain’t no good
Nike don’t surf but we think he should
Nike don’t surf cuz he knows that ain’t no good
Nike don’t surf cuz he blah blah blah blah
Uno dos tres quarto
Nike don’t surf!
Nike don’t surf! (nah nah nah nah)
Nike don’t surf!
Nike don’t surf! (blah blah blah blah)
Nike don’t surf!
Nike don’t surf! (dah dah dah dah)
Nike don’t surf!
Nike don’t surf!
Nike, Nike don’t surf;
And I don’t wanna teach them how.
Nike, stay out of the water.
Keep those Jordan’s on the ground
Same thing, goes to all you hipster surf rock bands.
Oh, I don’t want to teach how to surf.
So quit writing songs about waves and beaches;
With the motion of the ocean that’s the lesson that I’m teaching.
And maybe I’ll teach you how to surf.
Nike ,Oh Nike don’t surf;
And I don’t wanna teach them how.
Nike, stay out of the water.
And keep those Jordan’s on the ground.
Ahahahahaha
Nike, Nike don’t surf!
And I don’t wanna teach them how.
Nike, stay out of the water.
And keep those Jordan’s on the ground!
Nike, Nike don’t surf!
And I don’t wanna teach them how.
And I don’t wanna teach them how.
And I don’t wanna teach them how.
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5. |
El Nino
03:25
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Oh I got cottonmouth
Don’t know what to write this song about
Getting girls and doing blow
Cuz its all been done before.
And I guess it sounds kinda jaded,
Getting girls is overrated.
All I want is some overhead waves,
That’s what I really crave
And I’ll try to stay numb, cuz El Nino’s gonna come.
When El Nino’s finally here;
It’s gonna rain enough for the next five years.
Ocean goddess will start to shout,
And I’ll pull inside her mouth.
Inside the belly of the beast,
Dragging my hand with a board beneath my feet
If and when I finally come out,
Ocean goddess will hear me shout
OH! Oh, Oh!
El Nino, El Nino
El Nino, El Nino
El Nino, El Nin-oh oh oh
El Nino, El nino
When El Nino’s finally here;
It’s gonna rain enough for the next five years. The next five years.
Inside the belly of the beast,
Dragging my hand with a board beneath my feet, beneath my feet.
And I’ll try to stay numb,
Cuz El Nino’s gonna come.
El Nino’s gonna come
El Nino, El Nin-oh oh oh
El Nino, El nino
Yo
Yo
Yo
Yo, yo
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Dickless Juli Santa Cruz, California
we're a 3 piece peanut butter n jam surf punk band from santa cruz. We get weird.
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