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Sentient Milk
03:46
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Look at that! I learned a lesson!
Embraced by my unchaseable "why?"
I bend back the vacuous task and relax
After the action I am willing to try
What is that thing of wonder
Clogging up the clear blue sky?
Trapped on this mechanical planet
I'm stranded, and the man who planned it
Is so candid and shy
I stop dead, I keep going
I turn something into nothing with a word
Listen to the eye's conceit
Purpose like a flightless bird
Outcry, nine times
Waining function clouds my mind
I make half my actions laugh
And pleasure has the thoughts aligning
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DietFuck™
03:29
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I'm satisfied
Only when I've had some fries on the side
The crispy chicken makes my eyes open wide
I fantasize about the way it's been fried
Cause brother don't you know that when I get a taste
Of some hot Fettucini and tomato paste
I can hardly help but stuff my fucking face
I would never let a bite go to waste
Can't you feed me now?
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Fruit Armada
03:11
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A fruit smoothie with plenty of pulp, baby
Loads of vitamins with every gulp, oh yeah
A fruit smoothie with plenty of pulp, my comrade
Loads of vitamins with every gulp
Little boy, you will
Stop in your path and see the great display
Juiciness reigns supreme within this land
Without the citrus you will soon decay
Soon as you taste it you will understand
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Occasional Sink Noodles
02:51
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Find my eye
Happen slow
Close to my
Fear to know
Try to fry
Crave that taste
Plastic pie
Toxic waste
All I want in life: grease from the Foreman Grill funneled into my open mouth
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Smelling My Milk
03:25
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Such a hungry lifeform
I must make the omelet
Smelling my milk
It's so delicious
Don't care if it's spoiled
I'll drink it all
Straight from the carton
Bathe in expiration
You could not imagine
All of the joy I'm overcome with
When I slurp that substance
I am the Lord of Rotting Meatloaf
Writhing in the darkness
I wanna drown in molten grease
Bathe in expiration
"Look at me! Look at me!" he says, stripped of his ceremonial silks, he slips sullenly into a cylindrical expanse. Sensing sideways glances from wide-eyed passersby, he takes his chances blindly, like the smile of a child, naked and ambitious, wishing only to try my recipe. I've been stirring the batter all night long, and I can't wait to tell you all about it.
(crow sounds)
alright i have chicken thigh, i have pork belly, i have bulgogi, pork bulgogi, i have egg rolls, i have limes, i have shiitake mushrooms, i have scallions, i have kimchi, i have eggs, i have bacon, i have lemon, i have pepper, i have onion, i have scallion, did i say scallion? i have…
(crow sounds)
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Fatkid Chicago, Illinois
Four glorp gurus playing drippy tunnel music to honor the Almighty Splindledorph. Interests include tax evasion, moss, and
second helpings of green beans.
All credit goes to Splindledorph. He wears our fingers like gloves and plays our instruments for us!
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