1. |
Arizona Tea (99¢)
02:34
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i can walk into
any grocery
and get what i want
for (uh) basically free
it's been this way for years
it's on the packaging
and you can trust they don't reprice it
cause the pricing is everything
arizona tea (ninety-nine cents)
that's all it costs me (is ninety-nine cents)
basically free
arizona tea (wo-oh, soooooo cheap)
taste like the real thing (like the real thing)
but you don't have to bring (you don't have to bring)
the bags and the sugar and the pitcher to put it in (to put it in)
what a pretty can (what a pretty can)
the best in all the land (best in all the land)
and the deal's so good, you're losin' money passin' it up (losin' money, lo-losin' money)
arizona tea (ninety-nine cents)
that's all it costs me (is ninety-nine cents)
in this economy
arizona tea (wo-oh, soooooo cheap)
(fading out)
arizona tea (ninety-nine cents)
that's all it costs me (is ninety-nine cents)
in this economy i'll go with
arizona tea
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2. |
Donye mit Trumpeytn
01:37
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3. |
JORT STORM
02:36
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This just in: we're receiving reports that a new fad is taking the nation by storm. It's name? Jorts! But it appears as if this breakthrough in jean-shorts splicing technology is causing irregular weather patterns all across the globe, more at five.
Woo! it's the warmer season, so I can't wear jeans
I really like the denim, but not the length of the seam
My mom dresses caus' and my dad likes to preen
I'm not like either of them, I got the recessive gene (jean)
Jort storm, jort storm's coming tonight
A jort storm, it's a category five
Jort storm, jort storm's coming tonight
The jort storm's a-comin'- better run and hide!
Jort-icane
Jort-nado
Jort-nami
Jort-quake
Jort-ruption
Jort-alanche
Jort-pocalypse
(Jorts!) The jort storms coming
(Jorts!) So you better start running fast, it's a chase
But be careful 'cause those jorts are known to chafe (J-J-J-jorts!)
They're the new sensation (Jorts!)
Wear 'em to every occasion, jorts in the pool
Or wear them at somebody's funeral, yeah (J-J-J-jorts!)
My personality is ninety-nine percent jorts
I had a genetic test, but all my genes (jeans) were short
Jort storm, jort storm's coming tonight
A Jort storm, it's a category five
Jort storm, jort storm's coming tonight
I take off my fucking jorts, I got my jorts inside
Breaking news: Millions of Americans have been sucked directly into the "Jortex", which is headed for this town. This would be a great time for any loyal listeners of WGBS news who feel moved to donate to make their final donations. 844-387-*CRASH*
(Jorts!) The elders foretold
(Jorts!) of a fashion so bold
A new God of the Earth (Jorthulu)
Seal it in denim and turned it into Jearth
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4. |
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both of us when we write lyrics they're poetry
yours are robert frost and mine are shel silverstien
both of when we speak we do it in our own ways
you can talk in flowing lines and i talk in hard rough shapes
(i talk in hard rough shapes)
i feel so lucky that you're here
if you were old enough i'd buy you a beer
i feel alive when you are near
when you're around i can ignore my fears
of social confrontation, failure and the loss of everything
the loss of everything (and i think it's weird that we found each other)
almost like fate chose us to be brothers (when we write lyrics)
in this art you bring the talent and i also bring the talent (when we're together, we both bring the talent)
(notes:
- the backing vocals are way too quiet to hear at the end. trust me, that's what they're saying
- it's supposed to be "if WE were old enough". stupid past me.)
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5. |
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Lyrics sourced from TMBW:
It's impossible to forget
The time when there were six ways to Sunday
All the same forget it you must
'Cause this is only going to go one way
A peg-leg captain's ghost
Once said these words to me
When forced to choose between the devil
And the deep blue sea
Flip a piece of eight in the air
'Cause this is only going to go one way
She's lost count of all the occasions
She's considered punching his face in
Deep down they know, come judgment day
They'll hang together side-by-side come what may
He knows he's often dreamt
Of shortening her life
She's felt her hand discreetly moving
For the kitchen knife
Get a room, you're meant for each other
This is only going to go one way
An old magician said
While swallowing strychnine
Too bad my greatest trick can only
Be performed one time
As we hurtle down the expressway
Buckle up, prepare for the new day
Open up the doors to the bomb bay
Invoke Geronimo
Brace yourself, your destiny's written
This is only going to go one way
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6. |
Batterie Énergique
02:28
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7. |
song from my future self
01:58
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time marches onward
we can't go back
time marches onward
we gotta go back, back
we gotta go back, back
time marches onward
we gotta go back
we gotta go back
we gotta go back
we gotta go back
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8. |
Rogue Stars
02:10
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they flit through the navy july sky
lighting it up with flashes of gold they fly
rouge stars, shootin' their shot
winking on and off
so fast that they're burning- they're flying- they're turning above me
creating a sunbeam and lightshow beneath the canopy
how do they do it for free
rouge stars what a beauty to see
sometimes at night when i'm in bed
i see them move around my head
like an anglerfish's light in the depths of the ocean
pulling my eyes back and forth in slow motion
and as they lay me down to sleep
i count these bugs instead of sheep
trapped inside my drywood box
full of water, seaweed, fish and
rouge stars, shootin' their shot
winking on and off
so fast that they're burning- they're flying- they're turning above me
creating a sunbeam and lightshow beneath the canopy
how do they do it for free
rouge stars what a beauty to see
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One day she'll come through my garden gate
Until then I'll sit here and wait
The words turn into weeks, and months, and years
And time passes on, and with it my friends and peers
So I sit here and fold the fronds of this accordion
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ooh-uh ooh-uh
ooh-uh-ay
ooh-ay-uh-ay
ooh-uh ooh-uh
ooh-ay-uh-ay
ooh-ay-uh-ay
Hey now, you're an all star, get your game on- HIT THE FLOOR!
(ooh-uh ooh-uh ooh-uh ooh-uh)
Hey now, you're a rock star-Make It-get paid
Shoot for the stars, if it feels right-i hit the ground runnin'
If you feel like it take me away, and make it okay, I swear I'll- get sm-art
But you HIT THE FLOOR (grrrRRRRR) (here we go now,)
ONE- nothin' wrong with me (work it, make it)
TWO- nothin' wrong with me (do it, makes us)
THREE- nothin' wrong with me
FOUR- *funkytown*
ONE- somethin's got to give (harder, better)
TWO- somethin's got to give (jagger, stronger)
THREE- somethin's got to give (now or never, hour after)
YAAAAAAAAAAA (hour (our) work is never over)
ONE (work it)
TWO (make it)
THREE (do it)
FOUR (makes us)
nothin' wrong with me (harder, better)
nothin' wrong with me (jagger, stronger)
grrrRRRR
ONE, TWO (here we go, here we go)
ONE TWO THREE FOUR (here we go now,)
Hey now, you're an all star, get your game on, go- HIT THE FLOOR!
(ooh-uh ooh-uh ooh-uh ooh-uh)
Hey now, you're a rock star-Make It-get- LOW!
Shoot for the stars, if it feels right-i hit the ground runnin'
If you feel like it take me away, and make it okay, I swear I'll- get sm-art
But you HIT THE FLOOR (YAAAAAAAA) (ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR)
work it- bodies hit the floor (make it)
do it- bodies hit the floor (makes us)
It's a cold place, and they say it gets colder (ONE, TWO)
You're bundled up now wait tell you get older (THREE, FOUR) (grrRRRRRR)
let the- harder- hit the- better
let the- jagger- hit the- stronger
My world's on fire, how 'bout yours, that's the way I like it and I'll never get bored (oh, here we go now,)
Hey now, you're an all star, get your game on- hit the flo!
Hey now, you're a rock star-make It-HIT THE FLOOR!
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13. |
gr8_jorb_om*
01:17
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14. |
A Bay Sunset
01:04
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16. |
north dighton jam
03:28
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He stepped out of the barbershop, his mind a spinning blur.
What, exactly, had his forty dollars cured?
His head looked like a rabid dog attacked him with a spur,
and now no-one would trust him,
his boyfriend's face had gone grim
and all because- just on a whim- he got a new haircut.
When he stepped in the grocery folks turned the other way
Nobody would listen to what he had to say
People, they would whisper as he walked by
and now no-one would trust him,
his boyfriend's face had gone grim
and all because- just on a whim- he got a new haircut.
One side had nearly gotten buzzed the other was uncut
Sporting a reverse mohawk with uncomfortably long bangs
The rabid dog they hired just made the whole thing worse
and now no-one would trust him,
his boyfriend's face had gone grim
and all because- just on a whim- he got a new haircut.
Someone made a kickstarter
to get this man another cut
but nobody could bear to see the photos
The evil barber ruined his whole life for
jeez! a whole three weeks
and didn't even refund him,
and now no-one would trust him,
his boyfriend's face had gone grim
and all because- just on a whim- he got a new haircut.
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once upon an island, there was a group of football players
to clarify, I mean british football, not American Football (shut up)
anyway, only like eight hundred people lived on the island
so as you might guess, the football team kinda sucked
the sark football team
the sark football team
it is not very good, it was not very good
to be honest they really sucked
they challenged other island nations to matches
every one ending in a major defeat- like twenty points to none, it was crazy they were really- they were really not good. um. anyway
because they sucked so bad they gave up. that's it, that's the story.
the sark football team
was not very good
they were not very good, they were not very good
they were not very good at all, no
the sark football team
were not very good
they were not very good, they were not very good
they were not very good, they were not very good at all
pffheh heh heh... so stupid
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19. |
Coelacanth
02:36
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(From Louie Zong's bandcamp)
Lazarus had nothing on you
We thought you went to the celestial zoo
The lungfish calls you brother
And I guess that we should too
Hope to see you round, oh
Oh coelacanth
See ya, coelacanth
Hope to see you round, oh coelacanth
Guess you haven't changed much
Why fix what isn't broke
Hope to see you round, oh
Oh coelacanth
Poseidon rules such a cruel domain
We're glad that you're here on this mortal plane
Let's face the world together
Until our judgement day
Hope to see you round, oh
Oh coelacanth
If it ain't broke don't fix it
Coelacanths are still with it
If it ain't broke don't fix it
Cuz I hope to see you round, oh
Oh coelacanth
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20. |
fhqwhgXds_ily
02:21
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He chose to seek professional help for his head
He found the highest rated hair doctor on yelp
The doctor lived in a castle, upon the highest hill
When asked for help, he responded "I know just what to do"
oouahaha... ahahahaHA... uahAHAHAHAHA!!
nah- nah dude, dude, chill
c'mon it'll look great once im done, j's- j's lemme- just lemme cook
When he looked in the mirror, he saw another man.
Sure he was hot, but he didn't like the job Mr. Evl had done.
So there he sat with his regrets, his hair chiefest among them.
He had no choice but to wear hats for the next month.
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22. |
another summer's day
01:28
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(Lyrics from Lemon Demon's Bandcamp)
You are red and blue and green,
Living like a living computer glitch.
You could change to anything.
All you gotta do is just hit the switch.
You are muscle, flesh, and bone,
Living in the land of automobiles.
If you ever lose your shoes,
All you gotta do is just click your heels.
Symmetry’s overrated, methinks.
Look at the scars all over the Sphinx.
Do you know that when you blink,
Each eye winks slightly out of sync?
Symmetry’s overrated, methinks.
Look at the scars all over the Sphinx.
Even the planet spins with a tilt.
Everybody’s built like a quilt.
Have you heard the awful truth?
Cursed asymmetricals go to hell.
If you trip and lose a tooth,
You gotta knock the other side out as well.
Gouge both eyes out and you’ll see
Empty sockets everywhere: self abyss.
Fill them up with mercury
So that I can see myself when we kiss.
Symmetry’s overrated, methinks.
Look at the scars all over the Sphinx.
Even the planet spins with a tilt.
Everybody’s built like a quilt.
Trees in the forest fall to the side.
Everybody’s got something to hide,
Except for me and my suitcase
Full of imperfections.
If the court has no objections…
Symmetry’s overrated, methinks.
Look at the scars all over the Sphinx.
I am lopsided, and so are you.
Nothing worth loving isn’t askew.
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24. |
Jaywalkin'
01:36
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jaywalkin' (oooooh)
jaywalkin' (ooooooooh)
'cause i was jaywalkin' (wuh-ooo, shoulda never gone)
jaywalkin' (wuh-ooo, wish i never went)
i didn't think i'd get arrested (no no no no)
i didn't think i'd jo to jail (no no no no)
just for jaywalkin' (wish i never wish i never wish i never)
went jaywalkin' (coulda never coulda never coulda never)
gone jaywalkin' (wuh-oh, noooooo)
(note: i SWEAR i said go there but listening to the recording it's DEFINITELY jo D:)
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25. |
carryin' my bags
03:22
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i'm on the way to the place that i belong
the land of rest and self-improvement
but my experience will hinge on what i bring along
if i come with all my luggage i'll leave with nothing more
some night i lay awake
just carryin' my bags
the work that it can take
to rest in these conditions?
impossible for me.
ooh let's take a look into what i got packed here
on second thought let's close that suitcase and never open it again
i could walk to the edge of a canyon... hold the bags above the drop
but i know i lack the courage not to stop
some night i lay awake
just carryin' my bags
the work that it can take
to rest in these conditions?
impossible for me.
(tasteful sax solo)
some night i lay awake
just carryin' my bags
the work that it can take
to rest in these conditions?
impossible for me,
impossible for me,
impossible for me,
impossible for me,
impossible for me.
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26. |
All Greek
02:20
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i was feelin pretty tired
like when i got my bitty fired
on the streets i hollered
"you bitches ain't nothing, wdym"
fuck the police, a cab parked don't got seats
drugs were feelin' neat but i was trippin
down the street, causin'
pain but that's the game that never cheats (woo!)
i ain't got no place to be (woo!)
and nobody's lookin for me (woo!)
i ain't got no place to be (woo!)
bass cranked up, naked n boutta tweak
can't make out the lyrics, to me it's all greek
so i'll talk about my geek freak
i took her to meat street (woo!)
went to town butcherin' up what's left on
her yellow teeth, she'd taken over seven
thousand feet on wood, call her the beast
i ain't got no place to be (woo!)
and nobody's lookin for me (woo!)
i ain't got no place to be (woo!)
(notes:
- bitty. attractive woman, apparently. i didn't write that one.
- wdym was written as such in the text. i pronounced it "what do you mean"
- this song is DEFINITELY NOT ABOUT ME
- the chorus is the only bit cut from whole cloth for this song
- meat street probably about sex but also our friendgroup is called the meat so who knows
- it's supposed to be feet of wood. whoops.)
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27. |
Tune A Day
02:09
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one day i got a new laptop (thanks CJ!)
and it could run a website called BeepBox
on which I had a lot of fun (bom, bom bom)
this one tune created the first of december
gave me the idea to challenge
myself to write a tune every day
i'd write a tune a day-
they're music sometimes (tune a day)
there's really no point (to tune a day)
just a fun project:
tune a day (that sounds fair)
next year i downloaded a bit of new software
ableton lite was free with
my midi controller yeaaaaaa
when july rolled around i thought
i might try to write a daily song again
it was such a success, i'm doin it this year-
i'd write a tune a day-
they're music sometimes (tune a day)
there's really no point (to tune a day)
just a fun project:
tune a day (yea!)
some of my best songs (tune a day)
were written this way (tune a day)
i don't know what i'd do
without tune a day
(whew!)
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28. |
Hermonics
03:50
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(Lyrics from Telephone Line and Call Me Maybe from Genius)
Hello, how are you?
Have you been alright
Through all those lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely nights?
Hey, (I threw a wish in the well)
how you feelin'? (Don't ask me, I'll never tell)
Are you still the same? (I looked to you as it fell)
Don't you realise the things we did, we did (And now you're in my way)
Were all for real, not a dream? (I trade my soul for a wish)
I just can't believe (Pennies and dimes for a kiss)
They've all faded out of view (I wasn't looking for this)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeaaaa (But now you're in my way) (hey!)
Oh, oh, telephone line, (Hey, I just met you)
Give me some time (and this is crazy)
I'm living in (But here's my number) twilight (so call me, maybe)
Oh, oh, telephone line, (It's hard to look right)
Give me some time (at you, baby)
I'm living in (But here's my number) twilight (so call me, maybe) (Now listen closely:)
Okay, so no one's answering
Well, can't you just let it ring a little longer, longer, longer? Ohhhh
I'll just sit tight (Your stare was holdin', ripped jeans)
Through shadows of the night (Skin was showin', Hot night, wind was blowin')
Let it ring forevermore, oh (Where you think you're going, baby?)
Oh, oh, telephone line, (Hey, I just met you)
Give me some time (and this is crazy)
I'm living in (But here's my number) twilight (so call me, maybe)
Oh, oh, telephone line, (It's hard to look right)
Give me some time (at you, baby)
I'm living in (But here's my number) twilight (so call me, maybe)
Before you came into my life,
I missed you so bad
I missed you so bad
Before you came into my life,
I missed you so bad
And you should know that
Before you came into my life,
I missed you so bad
I missed you so bad
I missed you so, so bad
Where you think you're going, baby?
Oh, oh, telephone line, (Hey, I just met you)
Give me some time (and this is crazy)
I'm living in (But here's my number) twilight (so call me, maybe)
Oh, oh, telephone line, (It's hard to look right)
Give me some time (at you, baby)
I'm living in (But here's my number) twilight (so call me, maybe)
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30. |
Archeopteryx
03:15
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(Lyrics from Lemon Demon's Bandcamp)
Saw him in a book of fossils
Dancing with some old Apostles.
I think if I went back in time,
He’d be there, alive.
Root of all my jealousy.
Grounded in my devastation,
I can’t get no aviation.
Up in the sky, his grandchildren fly.
I don’t sing, I sigh.
Tell the Archaeopteryx
That I never wanted this
Featherhead metropolis.
Liar liar, wings on fire.
When it’s fast approaching winter
And I eat my turkey dinner,
Tickles of hate, they rattle my cage
And evolve to rage.
This is when I make a choice.
I will build a time contraption.
I will start a chain reaction.
Know what I think I’m going to do?
I am going to…
Tell the Archaeopteryx
That I never wanted this
Featherhead metropolis.
Liar liar, wings on fire.
Now the clock ticks,
And I hope this will fix
All the present bird tricks.
Farewell, Mr. Archaeopteryx.
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31. |
Time
03:08
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time, the ever-moving weapon
time, the all-consuming creature
time, the great destructive force of time.
remember,
time, it'll get you one day
time, it'll decommission your brain
time, it'll never let you live
time,
murderous time,
all-powerful time,
all consuming time,
time
time
time
time
time, it'll see your legacy fall
see the crumbling of every wall
be the deaths of us all
the universe falls to time
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jamie b.s. Bowling Green, Kentucky
just a random musician whos full of it. and now, some praise for Jamie B.S:
"...if it was on
a cd id buy the hell out of it"
"...like a gay patrick stump"
"pretty good"
"actual fire"
“pretty nice”
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