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Transmissions From Beyond Jeff's Basement.

by Languagestain And The Ubiquitous Prose

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I've got A.I.D.S. And I got 'em from your Mother Who had got 'em from your Father Who had got 'em from your brother Who has gay sex with guys And he don't use a disguise Because it might just compromise The look that falls in his eyes When he cums inside a guy Your dad fucks guys.
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I climbed atop a mountain, and stayed for a few days. No one was there to bother me, I had no real dismay, then I climbed down. That's when they had installed my frown Them peoples on that there ground Technology's made us all clowns I walked through the desert for more than a few days My camel was my companion, oh he was not my slave We were friends And we walked that shit out through the end No politics to contend No actions to reprimand Just me and my lumpy friend I started reading "Walden" just the other day Henry David Thoreau's convinced me that I'm just a slave to demands So I'll learn to live off the land And I'll build this house with my two hands Not subservient to the man I walk through a graveyard almost every day I walk out there to remind me that I've got time to play and dick around All arguments are unsound And every pain will not be found When you're breathing on this ground Come to think of it, that logic ain't profound.
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Let me tell you this tale of my betrayal It starts in a town in the middle of somewhere Walking down the street when some beauty caught my glare it was a girly, a maiden oh so fair She walked up to me and she looked a bit impaired She opened up her mouth and said with a dazed glare: "Hey there, doll. Why don't you come ride these rails? You know that these trains will take you anywhere." Then a whiskey kiss she plants on my lips, A warm sensation runs right between my hips. Anywhere to run, we can find some place to hide, But you know I won't leave 'till she lets me in-side. So after that: We hopped the rails and rode to different towns I'd busk for money while she acted like a clown Then she starts to hate me 'cause she got on my damn nerves She would get so drunk that she puked out every word Then she left me all alone In some town I had not known Speak, Geek. Out of luck In this town no one will give a fuck So after that: I decide to hop another train Because this town is way too fuckin' tame I can't stand these fucking people everyone here's the same And every dirty alley is littered with her name Then we meet again as two denizens of sin She stumbles up to me and asks: "how have you been?" I said that I've been fine, at least most of the time She said "let's go play" and then time it did re-wind So after that: We walked through the streets with a fresh bag of wine We made new fun and laughed about old times We got drunk all day and became better lays Betrayal will fade, but good friends will always stay Then she left me, on the floor Naked and drunk to an open door But I'll be fine, not like last time I'll find a new way and find someone new to lay.
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Long goodbyes and "I love you" don't mean anything anymore Every word that I could ever speak lies bloody and limp on the floor Long goodbyes and "I love you" are nothing more than a crutch Every action that I've ever taken has never amounted to much Because life is so over rated And existence is merely a stain Every road that I could ever follow just leads me back to disdain So I'll say: Long goodbyes and "I love you" are nothing more than a hoax Take care of my pets, so long forever Say goodbye to my folks for me.
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It's not an album. I got drunk with my friend Jeff and recorded these songs so my friends would shut up about me not having songs recorded. Enjoy?

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released February 21, 2014

Harry Owens: Vocals
Swarley MacFinnigan:Pipe Organ
Jenny Talia: Lead Bass
Dia Reah: Bath Tub Guitar
Sid Phyllis: Cartwheels.

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