1. |
The Hike I
12:45
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2. |
The Hike II
12:29
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3. |
The Hike III
11:42
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4. |
The Hike IV
12:02
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5. |
The Hike V
14:11
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6. |
Vehicles for Sale Ad 1
00:31
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7. |
Hang Gliding
04:40
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8. |
Colonel Funky Sanders
02:45
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Colonel Funky Sanders says give bring me some chicken or else it's going to be your ass I'm kicking.
The colonel commands it, the colonel demands it, so give some goddamn chicken to Colonel Sexy Sanders
All the hoes bring me dough to make my biscuits. Come on over to the chicken coup so we can kick it.
Get down on your knees and just finger-lick it. Bend that fat ass over so I can stick my dick in it.
All right, stop, collaborate and listen. The colonel's back with a brand new invention.
Deep fried critters in a vat of hot oil, got a dick so hard it'll make your pussy boil.
Want some slaw on your maw? Then get down on the motherfucking floor.
You come to me for advices. I'll give you 12 inches of herbs and spices.
Eww, that's nices. No one's got a better recipe than mine is. All you other suckers need not complain, cause the hoes want to ride the colonel sexy train.
Bitch, whoah!
Colonel Funky Sanders
A brother from another dimension, motherfucker
Colonel Funky Sanders
With a recipe that you can't mention
Colonel Funky Sanders
Watch out for his sexy chicken henchmen
Colonel Funky Sanders
Retired and living on a pension, bitch
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9. |
Vehicles for Sale Ad 2
00:27
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11. |
Overcome
03:58
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So where do I begin? You lost your way, my friend
I’ve prayed for you and I’ll pray again
But I fear it’s not darkest before the dawn
Perhaps you’ve gone too far, perhaps you’re too far gone
And it’s his
Love
From above
You’ll be denied
For the
sins that
he can’t abide
Woman was created for man,
not man for woman. She should be trained.
Trained to love her husband, children.
Trained to work in the home.
She should remain silent
no authority over men,
Adam was first
Not the one fooled.
She should remain. Should be silent.
Should be silent
Love
From above
You’ll be denied
For the
sins that
he can’t abide
Unless
You beg (pray)
for forgiveness
For
these sins
he can’t abide
Jesus suffered. Follow in his footsteps
She can be saved by
giving birth. Through this
sorrow multiplied.
desire shall be only for her
husband, who shall rule over her.
Submit yourself to your husband like he’s God.
Your husband is your head.
Submit to him in everything.
Your husband is your head
Submit to him like he is God
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12. |
Vehicles for Sale Ad 3
00:30
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13. |
synisizer
03:02
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I looked in my mirror and thought about you
I stood wondering why you were confused
My face is different it seems
I have antennae and I'm green
If you've ever wondered where we came from
I fell from heaven and you were born
I am an angel in that book
You are my David, I'm Jonathan
He was an alien the whole time.
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14. |
Song About Anxiety
04:09
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Your cognitive disposition
A gossamer in the wind
Seeing, hearing
Zephyrs nearing still
It’s ok to be afraid
Let it come, let it fade
Fear is a response to what isn’t here
It's ok to be afraid
Let it come, let it fade
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15. |
Vehicles for Sale Ad 4
00:28
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16. |
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His pickup truck is lost, a wooden wheel sits in his yard
His beautiful cousin loves him despite their oldest being at the bar
Where's their Christmas presents? Where's their Christmas Tree?
How's Santa gonna find 'em without a chimney?
Driving back from town on his tractor on a lonesome gravel road
He's suffering with Farm Aids out in this Midwestern cold
They believe that corn's enough to feed a happy home
But they're so dumb they don't even know it's Christmas
In this simple home you'll find no trace of a baby Jesus
All his youngest younguns have to drink Bud Light for breakfast
It might help them grow some chest hair, it's just so goddanged early
Drunk, throwing up, clueless it's Christmas morning
Some say there's no heart left in the Heartland.
But if that's true, then why ain't there no smarts then?
Cuz if you think about it there ought to be some balance
They're still white, so they deserve Christmas
We're still white, so we deserve some Christmas
There's no need to fight with other whites at Christmas
Baby Jesus was white when he invented Christmas
You should go drive around, look at holiday lights at Christmas
There's a reason why Bing Crosby sung "White Christmas"
I ain't a racist, I had a black friend once, but come on, it's Christmas
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17. |
Christmas 2020
03:42
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Flesh flayed to ribbons, bows of broken bones
heart, testicles, and eyes are Christmas bulbs
Ashes coat the killing floor like snowflake dust
Stockings of hollowed feet, filled with bowel crust
It’s Christmas time spread Christmas cheer
For Christmas comes but once a year
Severed head on the treetop, Blood tinsels down
Boxes bound in skin for gifts upon the ground
Coiled entrail wreaths or wreaths of tangled hair
Children once fast asleep, now hung outside with care
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18. |
Sinterklaas
08:12
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Trudging through the frozen snowscape
Stomach dance like bowl of jelly
I don't know if there'll be snow
it's Sinterklaas there is no telling
Sinterklaas where have you gone now I am grown?
Think of gifts that might have been but lumps of coal
Why can't we do something fun again (the way we used to)?
I think the time has come and gone.
Tiny bits of reindeer shit are scattered 'cross the frozen tundra
In this melodrama sits a little horror like no other
Sinterklaas where have you gone now I am grown?
Think of gifts that might have been but lumps of coal
Why can't we do something fun again (the way we used to)?
I think the time has come and gone.
Sinterklaas.
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19. |
Vehicles for Sale Ad 5
00:19
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20. |
Greasy Tears
04:40
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21. |
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T-shirts of his face placed in the Window
All proceeds go to those who sold them
We're running out of stock, business is booming
If only more children went missing.
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22. |
Vehicles for Sale Ad 6
00:23
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23. |
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Let’s funk
Wanna stick my dick in that ass
Let’s funk
Wanna stuff that pussy with my cock
Let’s funk
Eat each other out
Let’s funk
Penis getting sucked
Let’s funk
Yeah, let’s funk
Let’s funk
Can I piss on your face?
Let’s funk
You can take a shit on my chest
Let’s funk
If you catch my drift
Let’s funk
I’m talking about fucking
Let’s funk
stomp your hands, raise your feet
Let’s kick it to the chorus
Oh. Good god. Let’s Funk
Let's funk
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24. |
When My Head
03:05
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25. |
Vehicles for Sale Ad 7
00:32
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26. |
Can't Follow Up
03:36
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27. |
Great Grandma Parr
03:09
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I remember a spacious room
I remember a certain door
I can picture tables, not chairs
Save for one, I think it had wheels
Old people with which you lived
I loved you though I struggle to remember any details
I know you had gray hair. I think it might have been curly.
You always seemed so happy and happy to see me
When you left I didn't understand
I saw your face, how could you not be there?
I was the youngest one
So memories of you may die with me
Will memories die when I die
Or will they live on with a song
The tables, the door, and the chair
And especially you, Grandma
Does it matter if you can't picture it?
I'm not sure if even I remember right
But now maybe she exists
If not heard nonetheless
Will memories die when I die
Or will they live on with a song
The tables, the door, and the chair
And especially you, Grandma
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28. |
Dog Party
01:20
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29. |
Vehicles for Sale Ad 8
00:45
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30. |
The Hike VI
11:55
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31. |
The Hike VII
14:39
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32. |
The Hike VIII
16:55
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33. |
The Hike IX
10:00
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34. |
The Hike X
13:50
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35. |
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