Founds total 11 songs
Smokescreen
On the run like a bandit, I'm on the loose now. You eat the dust and you taste the puppy chow. This ain't no standstill, hold up. Captain Crunch, a desperado, I take you out to lunch.
Skeleton Key
Tight shoes, stepping light bending over to go under. Find your seat on the kitchen floor. At first glance 20/20, take your chance, maybe not. With a spruce goose on patrol.
Salt Bag Spill
Suckers, suckers, suckers. . You got the sideways grip, I'm about to flip. Your backdrop dizzy spell puttin' dents in the padlock. Cold defying the laws of slingshot.
Long Walk Home
Through the tin pan alley in the dead of the night. Riding that crazy horse. Through the backyard kitchen on an A-team mission. To get to the front door.
Jalopy Style
Jalopy style. . There's a spit shine avalanche headin' one way. Headed toward the light bright alley way. The beard blew off the dandelion face. And left a 24-karat button in its place.
Checkout Line
Well, it's up in the air an escalator away. A comma into the phrase, another ticket to pay. Well, I can't see where this is going again. Because I'm behind with every line that I'm in.
Billhilly
Billyhilly, he's the King of the hill billhilly. He hits the sour mash swill billhilly. He made it off the farm. He's kickin' up dirt out on the loose.
Better Days (and The Bottom Drops Out)
In my shoes my toes are busted. My kitchen says my bread is molded. I got a good job at the dollar store. . One foot in the hole. One foot gettin' deeper.
Better Days
In my shoes my toes are busted. My kitchen says my bread is molded. I got a good job at the dollar store. . One foot in the hole. One foot gettin' deeper.
Basement Show
This is the place you face the music. I demonstrate an altered state. With the black light shining on the boom box. I rush the show to the underground spot.
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