1. |
Bad Penny
02:50
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Shiny, shiny, newly minted currency
Stuffed inside a porcelain pig
Treasured and horded with no sense of urgency
Oh no, look what you did
We were the lifeblood of this nation
But we’ve been kept out of circulation
You saved us and cursed us
‘Cause now we’re nearly worthless
Every Penny, Any Penny is a Bad Penny, Bad Penny
Find a Penny pick it up
Grab a Penny from that Take-A-Penny Cup
Any Penny that turns up is a Bad Penny, Bad Penny
Disgraceful way to treat the coin of Lincoln
In wishing wells, just tossed away
The cents you make from the thoughts your thinking
Worth half as much as yesterday
It’s time to face the truth unvarnished
The copper we’re made from’s grown dull and tarnished
You can’t make a purchase
‘Cause now we’re nearly worthless
Every Penny, Any Penny is a Bad Penny, Bad Penny
Find a Penny pick it up
Grab a Penny from that Take-A-Penny Cup
Any Penny that turns up is a Bad Penny, Bad Penny
Worthless little slug
Can’t buy the metal that I’m made from
And Lincoln’s tiny mug
Is always cringing with the shame from
Being a Bad Penny
Every Penny, Any Penny is a Bad Penny, Bad Penny
Find a Penny pick it up
Grab a Penny from that Take-A-Penny Cup
Any Penny that turns up is a Bad Penny, Bad Penny
Any Penny that turns up is a Bad Penny, Bad Penny
Every Penny that turns up is a Bad Penny, Bad Penny
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2. |
Gödz Pöödlz On Parade!
02:30
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(1st verse)
Refuse to wear a muzzle;
Not lap dogs, we’re ready for a tussle;
Not dingos or mangy mutts;
We mark our territory with a power puppy strut. . .
(Chorus)
Marching city streets behind the bad penny arcade;
All the bitches are in heat and we are vicious, unafraid;
Won’t be neutered, won’t be spayed;
GöDZ PööDLZ on Parade!
Not your pet, we won’t be played;
GöDZ PööDLZ on Parade!
(2nd verse)
Irreverent and not dogmatic;
Our songs leave you exceedingly ecstatic;
Cannot be overpaid;
Here we come, Here we come;
GöDZ PööDLZ on Parade!
(Chorus)
We dominate the charts on our musical crusade;
Front line on the march, we are canine renegades;
You’ll be hit with song grenades;
GöDZ PööDLZ on Parade!
We’re the alpha dog brigade;
GöDZ PööDLZ on Parade!
(Gangsta Rap Section)
All you bad pennies and all you bad actors;
You better step back, GöDZ PööDLZ detractors;
Laments are tragic and we got the Song Fu;
We got the magic, the voodoo, the hoodoo;
Who do you love? GöDZ PööDLZ, all right!
Who do you love? GöDZ PööDLZ, all night!
GöDZ PööDLZ gonna stuff it in your ear and down your throat;
Now take it to the comments and don’t forget to vote!
Who do you love? GöDZ PööDLZ, OK!
Who do you love? GöDZ PööDLZ, all day!
Even our lemonade is made in the shade;
Don’t think that you can beat us;
GöDZ PööDLZ on Parade!
(Chorus)
Marching city streets behind the bad penny arcade;
All the bitches are in heat and we are vicious, unafraid;
Won’t be neutered, won’t be spayed;
GöDZ PööDLZ on Parade!
Not your pet, we won’t be played;
GöDZ PööDLZ on Parade!
We will not be dismayed;
Your orders disobeyed;
A Mongrel Marinade;
GöDZ PööDLZ on Parade!
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3. |
Bomb Squad Girl
01:00
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Bomb Squad Girl,
We have less than a minute to fall in…(love)
Bomb Squad Girl, my hands are sweaty, yours are so ready
Maybe we should both go…(steady)
Bomb Squad Girl, my secret desire will never expire
Don’t cut the red wire, don’t cut the red wire!
Why do I have to wait for a bomb scare to be near you?
The only time you leave the station is when there’s a crisis
It would be nice if I saw you twice
Without any explosive devices
When I’m standing this close, I don’t think you notice
My heart is about to explode
When you’re so disarming, how can I be charming?
So maybe you’ll never know
You’re da bomb, Bomb Squad…
You’re da bomb, Bomb Squad…
You’re da bomb…
Bomb Squad Girl,
We have less than a minute to fall in…(love)
Bomb Squad Girl, my hands are sweaty, yours are so ready
Maybe we should both go…(steady)
Bomb Squad Girl, my secret desire will never expire
Don’t cut the red wire, don’t cut the red wire!
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GöDZ PööDLZ: Bomb Squad Girl
written by Russ Rogers and Rod Durre
Bomb Squad Girl,
We have less than a minute to fall in…(love)
Bomb Squad Girl, my hands are sweaty, yours are so ready
Maybe we should both go…(steady)
Bomb Squad Girl, my secret desire will never expire
Don’t cut the red wire, don’t cut the red wire!
Why do I have to wait for a bomb scare to be near you?
The only time you leave the station is when there’s a crisis
It would be nice if I saw you twice
Without any explosive devices
When I’m standing this close, I don’t think you notice
My heart is about to explode
When you’re so disarming, how can I be charming?
So maybe you’ll never know
You’re da bomb, Bomb Squad…
You’re da bomb, Bomb Squad…
You’re da bomb…
Bomb Squad Girl,
We have less than a minute to fall in…(love)
Bomb Squad Girl, my hands are sweaty, yours are so ready
Maybe we should both go…(steady)
Bomb Squad Girl, my secret desire will never expire
Don’t cut the red wire, don’t cut the red wire!
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#381. Cpt. Dane Frostline, (a dirtonaut who is haunted by what he’s seen)
written by Godz Poodlz (Rhod Durre and Russ Rogers)
Captain Dane Frostline thought the mission would be routine
Captain Dane Frostline, he is haunted by what he’s seen
Captain Dane Frostline the news reports tell
Stepped into his capsule and bid us farewell
Ground Control to Captain Dane, “Your drill spins right and true
The message from Capt. Icecurtain, “The Great Toad be with you”
Captan Dane Frostline, Stone Philips wants toknow
Just what might turn up when we dig deep below
The Heretics lament, it is not the intent of the Great Century Toad
For Mole-men to Dig Down this Deep on this Dirty, Deep Down, Dirt Road
Captain Dane Frostline thought the mission would be routine
And he’s haunted, he is haunted by what he’s seen
Captain Dane Frostline there’s a ghost in your digging machine
And he’s, he is haunted by what he’s seen
Dig! Dig it! Dig! Dig it!
Captain Dane! These signs are erratic
There’s nothing but static
Has there been a landslide?
Ooooh! Please tell my mole-wife
She’s been my whole life
But I’m stepping outside
Captain Dane! Luminescence is fading
Your life sign’s degrading
We can’t tell where you are!
Ooooh! This doesn’t make sense
Great Toad, it’s immense
And it’s full of stars!
Capt. Dane Frostline was thought dead and lost
Declarationsts declare, “Science has a cost!”
But seven weeks later, picked up by a merchant dirt freighter marine
Was Captain Dane Frostline, a dirtonaut, haunted by what he has seen
Captain Dane Frostline thought the mission would be routine
And he’s haunted, he is haunted by what he has seen
Captain Dane Frostline, his eyes have a distant sheen
And he’s haunted, he is haunted by what he has seen
Captain Dane Frostline, was it all just a crazy scheme
And he’s haunted, he is haunted by what he’s seen
Captain Dane Frostline, there’s a ghost in your digging machine
And he’s haunted, he is haunted by what he has seen
And he’s haunted, he is haunted by what he’s seen
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She Boogies
Oh, She Boogies
Big Boobs Boogie
Loose Goose Legs
He ogles, she boggles
He sees she's bliss, he begs
Big Boobs Boogie
High Heel Shoes
She Sizzle, 4 shizzle
He sighs, he lies, he'll lose
She's eligible, he begs
She obliges his glee
She giggles, he gobbles
She's boss, oh he'll see
She Boogies
OBOE SOLO
"Boil oil! Shell Oil! Sizzle! Seize Globes! Legible!"
Big Boobs Boogie
High Heel Shoes
She sizzle, 4 shizzle
He sees, he'll lie, he'll lose
He sighs, he lies, he'll lose
She Boogie
She Boogies
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7. |
A Gift from Godz Poodlz
02:12
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You're sick of all the holiday songs
At shopping malls, the lines are too long
Love, Peace, and Joy are the Season's best gifts
And Godz Poodlz on everyone's list
And Godz Poodlz on everyone's list
Godz Poodlz has a message that should not be controversial
But the whole Holiday Season is too crass and commercial
It's not about things that you buy in the store
We hope that this year, it can mean SO much more
So you can tell Santa or your Dad and your Mom
To go to GodzPoodlz dot Bandcamp dot com
We want you to buy Godz Poodlz for the Holidays
Don't waste your time on gifts that are hand made
We want you to buy Godz Poodlz for the Holidays
Spend your Bad Pennies on "GodzPoodlz on Parade"
Bomb Squad Girl, She Boogies on your iPod
And you'll dig Captain Dane with the Poodlz of God
And at just a buck a song
You really can't go wrong
Godz Poodlz dot Bandcamp dot com
Godz Poodlz dot Bandcamp dot com
Love, Peace, and Joy are the Season's best Gifts
(Merry Christmas. . .)
And Godz Poodlz on everyone's list
(Happy Hanukkah. . .)
And Godz Pooldlz on everyone's list
(Joyous Kwanzaa. . .)
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Rain is Pouring Down
Sunshine in the morning
when the day began so perfectly
there were no weather warnings
they could not forecast catastrophe
Lightning for a moment then the next one you were gone. . .
So long since you've been around
and Rain is Pouring Down
So long still you can't be found
and Rain is Pouring Down
Water streams down the window
turns my living room into a cage
watching them as they all flow
like my tears of sorrow and of rage
the Biblical disaster only lasted forty days. . .
So long since you've been around
and Rain is Pouring Down
So long still you can't be found
and Rain is Pouring Down
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9. |
Cupidz Bow
02:11
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Cupidz Bow
You couldn't be cuter
in this first person shooter
when you're raining down your death blows
I want you to be mine
I'll trade my Covenant Carbine
in for Cupidz Bow. . .
Dropped my Gravity Hammer
"Push to Talk" is "Pushed to Stammer"
My shields are running low
My blue blood's pumping faster
Swapped my Plasma Blaster
in for Cupidz Bow. . .
I love the way when you're fragging me hardly
I hardly know where to start
Your love's a Flood Spore and I love this blood sport
could I be Master Chief of your heart?
This Valentine's Day
I'm just dying to say
I've fallen in love in Halo
You've made my life completer
so I'm changing my Needler
in for Cupidz Bow. . .
You couldn't be cuter
in this first person shooter
when you're raining down your death blows
My blue blood's spurting faster
so I swapped my Plasma Blaster
in for Cupidz Bow. . .
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10. |
Blue Sky Thinking
02:02
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Blue Sky Thinking
I just wanted to touch base
indicate that we're on the same page
You're a dynamic partner
and we're team-building
using our skills and abilities
in unique exciting positions
take the helicopter view. . .
you're my best practice. . .
When we have face time
Blue Sky Thinking
When we have face time
Blue Sky Thinking
Committed to transparency
no more full disclosure issues
a mission critical venture
as we push it envelope-wise
this framework's a paradigm shift
we are the hot action item
time to run it up the flagpole. . .
it's time to make it pop. . .
When we have face time
Blue Sky Thinking
When we have face time
Blue Sky Thinking
You've told me that it's just budgetary
and overreaching Outlook schedules
diverging managerial core competencies
we're leveraged beyond our means
but this is more than rightsizing a mentorship
or value-added solutions to the next level
this is love; this is love; this is love. . .
can't we think outside the box?
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11. |
Godz Poodlz Jamz
03:23
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Godz Poodlz Jamz
Boil 6 cups of Poodlz Juiz in a medium saucepan
Stir in some Funky B3 Organ and bring it to a boil again
Let it simmer and sizzle to the tempo you desire
Pop it! Whip it! Beat it! Then jump into the fire! (Oh yeah, oh yeah!)
Drop in some doggy drippings, straight from the canz
We're cookin' up a little bit of Godz Poodlz Jamz!
(Godz Pooldz Jamz, all right!)
Take 4 tablespoonz of moxi, add a dash of self effacement (Oh yeah)
Slather on some Autotune from the computer in the basement (Oh yeah)
A truck load of groupies caramelized with tabloid rumor
Shredded guitar cooked under pressure with some humor (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
Stew in savory suggestionz from our legionz of fanz
We're cookin' up a little bit of Godz Poodlz Jamz
Godz Poodlz Jamz, Godz Poodlz Jamz
Hey Mr. DJ, spread this jelly on the dance floor!
(That's right, spread it all around. Yeah.)
[Break Down]
(That's right, I agree with him)
You know you're going to want to join our legionz of fanz
We're cookin' up a little bit of Godz Poodlz Jamz
You know you're going to want to join our legionz of fanz (all right!)
We're cookin' up a little bit of Godz Poodlz Jamz
We're cookin' up a little bit of Godz Poodlz Jamz
We're cookin' up a little bit of Godz Poodlz Jamz
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Ice Storm by Travis Norris as performed by Godz Poodlz
There's an inch of Ice on everything;
and the cold is playing tricks on us;
brings us closer than prepared;
and think we don't speak truth enough;
sometimes it seems that all our dreams;
were better left inside our head. . .
There are whispers, there are secrets;
motives carefully concealed;
there are scars that we're all scared to touch;
and wounds we dare not heal;
rooms swept with brooms under rugs;
beneath our bed. . .
I don't care what you said;
even though it might have hurt;
pretend to not remember;
though it's burning in my brain;
I don't know, but I really hope;
never an Ice Storm like this again. . .
There's a mist of doubt that always clouds;
the way we came from home;
there's a glaze of fear we shelter here;
and still we're all alone;
so many stupid reasons to be terrified;
of the phone. . .
I don't like it when the morning comes;
and melts it all away;
We're no longer lovers;
I'm not even sure we're friends;
Still I could die quite happy if;
never an Ice Storm like this again. . .
Cause, intent, and consequence;
we never wondered what it meant;
when all the world was frozen in front of us. . .
Now my dear you know why;
I always seemed a little gun shy;
the thread that we were hanging from;
even weaker than I thought it was. . . .
I don't care what you said;
even though it might have hurt;
pretend to not remember;
though it's burning in my brain;
I don't know, but I really hope;
never an Ice Storm like this. . .
I don't like it when the morning comes;
and melts it all away;
We're no longer lovers;
I'm not even sure we're friends;
Still I could die quite happy if;
never an Ice Storm like this again. . .
never an Ice Storm like this again. . .
never an Ice Storm like this again. . .
Still I could die quite happy if;
Never an Ice Storm like this again. . .
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13. |
The Human Bomb
02:56
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Last night I dreamed
I held your face in my hands
And I watched your skin melt and explode
I never asked to be The Human Bomb
I don't want to be The Human Bomb
I'm the living storm after the calm
I'm The Human Bomb
I'm The Human Bomb
My shrink said he thinks that every super power
Reflects some deep seated fear or need
And if you're obsessed with bats
I could see how you'd end up like that
You might wish to fly or for super-speed
But I never asked to be The Human Bomb
I don't want to be The Human Bomb
Some super-science accident gone all wrong
I'm The Human Bomb
I'm The Human Bomb
And I've been cursed
What I touch explodes with a burst
And all I feel is despair
I want to take off my helmet, this suit and these protective gloves
And just breath the air
I want to feel you there
I'm sorry, but I want to touch you
Last night I dreamed
I held your face in my hands
And sparks flew but nothing happened
I never asked to be The Human Bomb
I don't want to be The Human Bomb
I am Death, I am Destruction
I'm The Human Bomb
I'm The Human Bomb
I'm The Human Bomb
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14. |
Identities Assumed
02:18
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On a secret mission
Arouse no suspicion
Black briefcase, sunglasses,
Money magazine. . .
Classify together
Phony passport leather
Transmit information
To the agency. . .
Entire lives of Invisible Ink
Familiar eyes, but you're not who I think
Even in our secure room
Identity's assumed
Identities assumed
Normal happy couple
Assigned life as doubles
Legends, cash, and photos
Safe deposit box
In the gap between us
Covert hidden meanings
Bugged interrogation,
Moles and microdots
Entire lives of Invisible Ink
Familiar eyes, but you're not who I think
Even in our secure room
Identity's assumed
Identities assumed
Identities assumed
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Icon/Rock/Dad Band! Two neighborz and friendz unite to form “Gödz Pöödlz”! Gödz Pöödlz are Rüss Rögers and Rhöd Dürre. (Umlauts optional.)
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