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Cold wind
feels like its blowin from the north
of course, I’m forced to turn my back to it
standin frozen like a statue is
People in the parking lot
ooh ooh people in the drive through
they're done being nice to you
Any More
Lately
my eyes are pointed to the ground
I don't think I’ve ever felt this rotten
or even worse, forgotten
People in the parking lot
ooh ooh people in the drive through
they wont be so nice to you
People in the parking lot
other people in the drive through
they've never been nice to you
They got no patience
kickin down the door automatically
people disappearing in the static
on their Panasonic TVs
People in the parking lot
People in the drive -thru
people at the cash reg
people standin on the edge
people at the bus stop
all those people at the gunshop
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Shop Till You Drop Bop
02:48
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Check out all the brand new merchandise
Take it home if you can pay the price
(and i can)
I want more and more
I want more and more
Liquid crystal diode
picture screens
I’ve never seen a more realistic green
(and that's sad)
I couldn't tell you why i need it, mama
Don’t really know what its for
but i want more and more
I couldn't tell you why i need it, mama
Don’t really know what its for
but i want more and more
I just bought 2 hundred dollar headphones
Purchased 2 just in case the first pairs blown
I couldn't tell you why i need it mama
Don't really know what its for
but i want more and more
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Row that big ol boat, Noah
Row that big ol boat.
Row that big ol boat down to Bethlehem
Rolling up to Bethlehem two by two
got three wise men
they’s a following you
They said, “Oh! My God!”
got alligators, zebra, hippopotamus too
more cockatoos around
than the Palestine zoo
I said, “Oh! My Lord!”
Row that big ol boat, Noah
Row that big ol boat.
Row that big ol boat down to Bethlehem
Oak, Cedar, Douglass pine
no fiberglass in this carriage of mine
You said, “Oh! Hell no!”
Shem & Hamm came and
Japhet’s friend brought a bottle of booze
He brought frankincense, and myrrh and gold
The baby’s only 1 day old
But soon he’ll be a man
and turn into a lamb
he’ll come from Bethlehem
with holes in his hands
Row that big ol boat, Noah
Row that big ol boat.
Row that big ol boat down to Bethlehem
Row that big ol boat, Noah
Row that big ol boat.
Row that big ol boat down to Bethlehem
Sermon on the mount was nice
Serve it in my mouth with ice
ooh, it was so good I tried it twice
Methuselah a thousand years old today
Row that big ol boat, Noah
Row that big ol boat.
Row that big ol boat down to Bethlehem
Row that big ol boat, Noah
Row that big ol boat.
Row that big ol boat down to Bethlehem
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Christmas, Carol
03:39
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Carol says shes so tired of watching the world fall apart
no she don't trust mankind to fix it all (or fix it a la carte)
world peace, goodwill and cheer
is much better than fear induced by
profiteers with their body bags
and we cheer them on with our little flags
and it kills her that everything’s so bleak
the weather is a deadbeat dad
but in another week
It’s gonna be Christmas, Carol,
and you can quit trippin bout the world.
Carols stares at the calendar, she says damn I’m getting older
but its not something to ponder while
the cocoas getting colder
and it breaks her, that everything’s so gray
but its alright, but it's alright
Its gonna be Christmas, Carol
and you can quit trippin bout the world
Carol held up a Christmas light,
she said “Check out my cocoon,
If I ever break this plastic shell
I’d fly up to the moon.”
and it thrills her, soon she’ll be asleep
and when she wakes tomorrow
Its gonna be Christmas, Carol,
and you can quit trippin bout the world.
Its gonna be Christmas, Carol,
and you can quit trippin bout the world.
Its gonna be Christmas, Carol,
and you can quit trippin bout the world.
Its gonna be Christmas, Carol,
and you can quit trippin bout the world.
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With all the humans on this planet we’re still lonely
but we’re only fooled
by our own retooling
of the universe, traversed by…
Autonomated solar powered space ships
with pursed and puckered lips,
we hand out praise like consolation gifts
without consideration for the merit of its recipients
Straight through the atmosphere you’ll leave it all behind
Where written laws are lies
and kitten claws are knives
and lives are avatars in online fights
Will all this ritualistic celebration come along?
the pageant at the Winter Ball
and what will they do with all those
xmas songs?
I don’t want to give the wrong impression
but you mind if I ask just one more question
Will Santa Clause colonize the planet Mars?
or will he keep his promise to this land of ours?
Will Santa Clause colonize the planet Mars?
Or will he get lost among the stars?
All the children on the voyage they are wondering
if they’ll still get toys if they’re good girls and boys
or do we fill their stockings
with the coal for fuels from fossils
up and down goes the ticker tape and we speculatin’ of an economic situational
comedy accommodation from your mom and me
takin’ meetings without reason
'tis the greetings of the season
Ebeneezer sneezin on the Ghost of Christmas Past
He’s lifting off for the Northern Lights
and drifting past the reindeer flights
but it’s alright
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The make, the model,
the year, that you
were born, is marked
upon, the sacred stone
Across the empty landscape lines
and through the Valley of the Dead
Parked my car between the yucca spines
and stuck them in my head
I used to love the seashells
and held them to my ear
but I won’t be home for X-Mas this year
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Queen of the Winter Ball
03:25
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She’s delightful
and so fair
when the snowflake
hits her hair
In The Parking Lot
of a shopping mall
I will dub thee
Queen of the winter Ball
Queen of the Winter Ball
Queen of the Winter Ball
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Defroster
02:56
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Its so cold
and the bleakness baby is chasing down your soul
Like a police helicopter
looking round like a window shopper
But they can’t see in. (huh)
No one can.
Not me, not the man.
But I really really want her,
Time to turn on the defroster, baby
If you really really want her, you gotta turn on the Defroster
Its the coldest its ever been
feels like the ice age, aww, once again
and I aint talking temperature
I’m talking bout temperament
and its sacrilege
that she sacrifice
Block me out like a
block of ice
Lord knows i still want her
time to break out the defroster baby
Defroster
If you really really want her, you gotta turn on the Defroster
she just sit there
eyes all fogged up
staring at the fire
burn that log up
She is distant and detached
haunted by the ghost of Christmas past
But i really really want her
time to turn on the defroster, baby
Defroster
If you really really want her
all you need’s a defroster
because ice is like rock
but water is soft, defroster, baby
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