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Burn Your Face Off
02:37
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I'm driving in my car, I've got a real great car
(It's a pre-owned Prius!)
It takes me near and far, keeps me feeling like a star
(I guess so)
My comfort is the key, like the heat all over me
(She really jacks the heat up)
Like a hug right on my face, feeling cozy in my space
(It's really hot)
When the temperature goes down and it brings about a frown
Jacking up the heater dial so it brings about a smile
And I burned your face off
Burned your face off
Burned your face right off
My nana needs a ride, like her riding by my side
(We've never met her)
Hey coupons right in tow, saving money as she goes
(She's really old)
But the windshield starts to freeze, temp goes down a few degrees
Turning up the heater dial, forgot nana for a while
And I burned her face off
I burned my nana's face off
Burned her face right off
If you ever need a ride, then you'd better keep in mind
(in her pre-owned Prius)
The heat that I require is like riding in a fire
(it's really hot)
When we've got a gig ahead, Man Band drives themselves instead
Going to the show alone, car is an inferno zone
And I burned my face off
My own face off
Burned my face right off
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2. |
Six Feet Closer to You
02:59
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I finally asked you out for a date
But now I find out that I was too late
The CDC says we got to stay apart
This Social Distancing is breaking my heart
There’s so many things I wanted to say
Now I can only stand across the street and wave
Oh the things I would do to you
That I just can’t do in this Zoom
That’s why I want to be...
Six feet closer to you
Six feet closer to you
Six feet closer to you
This just all can’t be true...
How about we meet at the grocery store?
You could brush against my thigh while in line for the door.
Or maybe you could go out for a hike
I’ll grab your butt while I ride by on my bike
Being with you makes me feel so alive
I just wish I could kiss you through this N95
I know this curve is something we’ve got to flatten
Full disclosure - my sheets are all satin
I really wish I could be…
Six feet closer to you
Six feet closer to you
Six feet closer to you
It’s so hard not to do...
Is it too soon for you to quarantine with me?
I stopped wearing pants, so life could be easy.
I’m missing you more and more by the hour
If you moved in, I’d have a reason to shower
And then I’d get to be…
Six feet closer to you
Six feet closer to you
Six feet closer to you
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3. |
A Long Goodbye
03:09
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We’ve known each other for a short, short time
And I’d like to think we’re maybe not friends but
acquaintances...good acquaintances
Now you’re going away and I’d like to say that I’ll miss you...in an abstract way
I’ll rarely think about you but when I do it’ll be positive...mostly positive
Well... I guess you’ve got to go
So I give you my hand
You go in for the hug
So I switch to the hug
But you go back to the handshake
I never thought I’d ever see you again
But 20 minutes later I’m running into you in the hallway… well hello again
I’m just going to wave and hope that you don’t high five me… oh you high fived me.
It’s really been a pleasure, but I am in a bit of a hurry… so goodbye again
Sorry... I’ve got to get by you
CHORUS:
So, I go to my left
But you go to your right
So I go to my right
But then you go to your left
Why is it so hard to say goodbye to you?
It should be very very easy.
And now I just can’t stop thinking about you
Was that your plan all along?
Or could it be
that two people
could really be
this out of synch?
So I give you my hand
You go in for the hug
So I switch to the hug
But you go back to the handshake
So, I go to my left
But you go to your right
So I go to my right
But then you go to your left
This song’s gotta end
Been going too long
Can you stop it guys
We gotta go to the next song
Seriously guys
Did you just modulate
I’m so sick of this song
Please end this thing right now
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4. |
Drugs
03:58
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I make drugs
But not like Walter White makes drugs
I make them in a lab
But my labs FDA Approved
I’ve got QA
That stands for quality assurance
And that’s more than Walter White had
Cause he just had Jesse Pinkman
And at the end of the day I get in my car and drive home
I don’t have worry bout killing my boss to go it alone
I move drugs
but not like Escobar moved drugs
I put them on a palette
And then I use a palette jack
We put them in trucks
All the legal paperworks in place
The truckers have a union
They won’t disappear without a trace
And when you stop our trucks
You won’t find inside
A guy with an AK47
Saying you are gonna die
On the days that I have roller compaction, this is the song that gets me through 8 hours of roller compaction. When roller compaction is coming up, this song compacts the rollers in my brain. And in my heart. And in my kidneys. And in some, but not all of the sections of my small intestine. And in my pancreas. And in my spleen. It really compacts the rollers in my spleen. Let’s never forget about the spleen. Yeah, yeah. This song is for those days when I have roller compaction, or the days when I know I have roller compaction coming up, which is most days in fact. We’ve got a lot of insoluble APIs. You know what I’m talking about. Yeah you do. You most definitely do.
I do drugs
But not like Courtney Love did drugs
You won’t find me
At a podium coked up
My drugs are legal
They’re not for pleasure or excess
They’re for conditions
like menstral cramps or IBS
So if you find me in the bathroom popping pills
No need to worry because my drugs they do not kill
Side effects may include vertigo, voyeurism, loose stool, Dan Kristie Syndrome, upset stomach, damn my foot hurts,an erection that lasts exactly 4 hours, random allergies, adult onset virginity, and the worst of all side-effects the
Breakdown
(She) I make drugs
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5. |
Cat Daddy
03:59
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Some girls like a man with riches
But that’s where my heart switches
No, I’m look-ing-for-a-man… who can pet my pussies- plural
Count em three, yes indeed, need that Cat Daddy
Just a loving man, no time to be pet-ty.
Cat Daddy come set my heart free
Cause if you’re nice to my cats, you can come see me
This is the Chorus
Cat Daddy, Cat Daddy
Tell me ‘bout your cats Miss
My little girl Sibley is calico lady
Her fur is brown and black and white shadies
She’ll use a clean wash basket just like a litter box
But she’s a really great snuggler so I forgive a lot
She’s a little bit chunky and meows at night
But my Cat Daddy hunky will treat her right
This is the Chorus
Cat Daddy, Cat Daddy
Lazy afternoon, let’s go to the PetSmart
Load up all the kitty treats and litter in the shopping cart
Grab a big bag of high fiber cat chow
Your pussy pantry will be set for a month now
Tell me ‘bout your cats Miss
Dorito is my ginger cat some say a bad seed
Everything belongs to him and rules he won’t heed
He has a big head and is really kind of vain
His number two’s on the floor can be a big pain
But my Cat Daddy he hunk he will not care
He’ll clean up the poop, then brush Dorito’s hair
This is the Chorus
Cat Daddy, Cat Daddy
Let me stand in line waiting for the register
While regulars calculate their pet expenditures
They’re freakin’ at the fifty cent mark up on the Fancy Feast
Feed your felines first, feed your family or you’ll get fleas
Tell me bout your cats Miss.
One last cat, yeah his name is Churchill
He’s always on adventures makes a mountain from a molehill
Cerebellar Hypoplasia makes him stumble like a sailor
But it’s all the same to him, he’ll never be a hater
Cat daddy hunk ‘preciates his fluffy tail
The cat that likes this pussy gets my love without fail
This is the Chorus
Cat Daddy, Cat Daddy
I’ll take a second mortgage just to keep your pussy fed
Pinchin’ all my pennies to provide for your purebred
How can I afford to take the best care of your tabby?
Baby? I’m a rich Cat Daddy
He’s the Cat Daddy
An epilog for this song, hope I don’t get the gong,
another cat in the mix and it’s not Shelly Long.
That’s right I lied - sorry - guess what - surprise pussy!
Cat Daddy take some time, with Number 4 in line
It’s my… personality
Cat Daddy, Cat Daddy
Cat Daddy, Cat Daddy
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6. |
Cthulhu
03:10
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Come here child and dry your tears and I'll tell you a tale
That sets your stupid problem to a different scale
About a fearsome creature that will change your point of view
He's ancient has a tenacled face his name is Cthulhu!
Cthulthu, Cthultu, his evil power is streaming
In his house at R'lyeh dead Cthulthu waits dreaming
Some say he's a dragon hybrid with an octopus
with a man-like body he causes quite a fuss
He's imprisoned under water until the stars come through
His home is eldritch, dark as death, just like Cthulhu!
Cthulthu, Cthulthu, children will be screaming
In his house at R'lyeh dead Cthulthu waits dreaming
Cthulhu likes to haunt your dreams until you wake at dawn
He's a high priest to the Old Ones, and summons demon spawn
He won't hide eggs at Easter nor give gifts to you
He plants evil in the dreams of men our master Cthulhu!
Cthulthu, Cthulthu, with evil power is teaming
In his house at R'lyeh dead Cthulthu waits dreaming
Humans are like insects Cthulhu waits to smash
'Cept for insane cultists who burn innocents to ash
He won't teach you to count or read or even tie your shoe
He steals our souls and feeds on fear, that rascal Cthulhu!
Cthulthu, Cthulthu, children now are screaming
In his house at R'lyeh dead Cthulthu waits dreaming
So if you're in the woods at night and see a ring of fire
Just look past the bodies piled on the pyre
Our squid-faced bud is ten miles high and throws your mind askew
It's time to say your prayers and run (doubletime) if you see Cthulhu!
(spoken together) Cthulhu!
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7. |
Cardboard Harrison Ford
04:24
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Sometimes the days are long
You need someone to be strong
You feel alone and need a hand to hold
Sometimes there’s no one there
To console you when you’re scared
And so you go into the cold and go back home.
And there behind the window sits
A warm familiar silhouette
You turn your key and suddenly you see
Cardboard Harrison Ford
I’ve got my own Han Solo
So when I’m flying solo
I’ll feel fine
Sometimes he sits with me at dinner
And I feel like I’m a winner
as we talk about our days.
Sometimes, I leave him in the window
So burglars think I’m home so
I don’t have to pull a “Home Alone”
And though I know he’s made of pulp
He can always cheer me up
My paper-mate, he corrugates my heart
Cardboard Harrison Ford
I’ve got my own Han Solo
So when I’m flying solo
I feel fine
Cardboard Harrison Ford
I’d say “I love you” but he knows
Even though he’s not alive
“From the moment we locked eyes at the dorm poster fair, I knew were we meant to be. I needed a loveable scoundrel and you needed to be unfolded. From that moment on we have been friends, partners, and you’re also a really great holiday decoration. Seriously, my neighbors love your season to season themes- even if you are aiming a blaster in their direction. I know we’ve had some low points, like when you brought home that cardboard Callista Flockheart. But we talked through it and she went out with the recycling. Now I just look forward to getting into your cardboard helicopter to see the world- and since you’re such a stand-up guy maybe even the universe.”
Cardboard Harrison Ford
I’ve got my own Han Solo
So when I’m flying solo I feel fine
He’s Cardboard Harrison Ford
He says “I love you,” I say “I know.”
Even though he’s not alive
Na-na-na Na Na Na-na-na Na Na
Na-na-na Na Na Harrison Ford
Cardboard Harrison Ford
I’ve got my own Han Solo
So when I’m flying solo I feel fine
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8. |
Good Old Friends
02:18
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It’s Saturday Night and the gang’s back together
Just like the good old days, it will be great
We’ll hit every bar and we’ll drink like we’re rock stars
But maybe not stay out so late
We’re storming the town so you better watch out
We’re moving to the front of the crowd
And we’ll dance in wild bacchanalia
Though this music’s a little too loud
Is there anything better than good old friends?
Being together is just like heaven
Let’s live like we did in those good old days
But I’d like to be in bed by eleven
Drink friends to all our adventures
To our loves and the battles we’ve fought
Let’s relive them tonight while we’re able
Except this time I’m not doing shots
Is there anything better than good old friends?
Bonds that never will break
Let’s live like we did in those good old days
Only now I have a tummy ache
This time ten years ago we had rose glasses
We had hope and felt so much bliss
It was great to be with all of you here
To remind me just how much I hate this
Is there anything better than good old friends?
In the past and also the present
Let’s live like we did in those good old days
But this evening has been most unpleasant
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Mean Wendy Band Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
MEAN WENDY BAND PERFORMS ORIGINAL GENRE PARODY SONGS. WE’RE A LITTLE BIT OF COMEDY ROCK, A LITTLE BIT OF COMEDY POP AND A LOT OF THE FEELING YOU GET WHEN YOU PET A FUN DOG.
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