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Antidote
03:25
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Antidote
(words & music by: Zack Walters)
plants grow, people know
meat trees and broken bones, yeah
bar-b-ques and broken hearts
the finish line is where we start, here
kick your friend when he is down
must be something going 'round, here
the butthole virus is amuck
wish i never gave a fuck
clap my hands and docey doe
looking for the antidote
snap my fingers and cross my toes
looking for the antidote
i wish i was naive
and i wish that i was stupid
wanted you to spit it out,
we both know that you puked it
row my boat cuz i got no engine,
pots and pans or spotless kitchens
©2009 Rookus Publishing (BMI)
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Jah Fakin' DeeJays
03:37
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Jah Fakin' DeeJays
(words and music by: Zack Walters)
I got a boat and a drill, gonna sink myself to china
gonna play the most played out chord progressions of rock n' roll
i'm gonna steal and rototille and regurgitate behind ya
and with my remote control, turn off your motherfuckin radio
are you serious? think it's legitamate?
jah fakin' deejays
you jah fakin' deejays
you kill me!
i'm gonna sing about weed, just to let you know i smoke it
but if it gets legalized the record sales will drop far below
think i've heard this melody before can someone help me
gotta dust sand off my flip flops and tend to my busted toe
©2011. Rookus Publishing, (BMI)
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Space Cadet
04:16
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Space Cadet
(words & music by: Zack Walters)
tragic, not everything that happens is magick
but her bike's equipped with a basket
head in the clouds
and her eyes are dilated like a young kid on acid
and i can't even wait till
the smell of cotton candy goes away
used to live on the bay
now it's tons of guns on the mlk
should've popped her balloons like lawnchair larry
she's flyin so high it's her sanctuary
rocket in her pocket haven't noticed yet
she's a space cadet!
she's a faker, always shakin' her money maker
intentions seem as pure as a Quaker
like a cartoon, she sleeps like an angel
but somebody should wake her
save the earth, don't be cocky
with effervescent vitamins and coffee
she's a rock squasher, peeling your retina with a pressure washer
roll out of bed and put my slippers on my feet
hair of the dog while my brain cells weep
rollercoaster burn you like a toaster
and leave you sweatin like a dilettante jokester
what happened to the buddha, the orphan, the boozer
the waltzer and the roadside distraction?
swallow with one big gulp
brushin her teeth with some strawberry pulp
always singing "don't let me down"
happy ending baby all over town
makers mark the spot, vegetation, is meat your crop?
looking like raggedy anne, eyes are bigger than a frying pan
serve me up some forbidden fruit
she's got the ammunition and you know she will shoot
©2011. Rookus Publishing, (BMI)
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sasquatch
02:06
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Bloodshot Eyes
02:37
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Bloodshot eyes
(words and music by: Zack Walters)
accustomed to opium
you have got to find amusement in observing the details
lawyers, cops and addicts
fall along the running river and i'm counting the days now
suck at self-expression
gotta write it in a song and cover up with a blanket
what does it really matter
absolutely nothing, nothing, nothing at all
bloodshot eyes half asleep in disguise
smokin too much tweek will leave you shrivled and dry
smile for the camera and show us your teeth
baby baby baby baby baby
no sense in speculation
instill a little fear and you control a nation
trippin thru adolecence
never seeing past the wall of your sorry existence
oh yeah and getting older
everybody following the steps before ya
don't believe in flying saucers
it's not about the ufos but all about freedom
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6. |
Humpty Drunky
02:15
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Humpty Drunky
(words and music by: Zack Walters)
got my stuff all i boxes
hung over nautious
can't seem to get my gusto in check
lock myself in the freezer
your momma's a skeezer
and the hair of the dog is on deck
cuz i'm lost in space in this place
and all the kings horses and men
couldn't put humpty drunky back together again
i'd rather be fishin
but lost my ambition
think i'll go back to bed
but it's dark and my house
and i'm stuck on the couch
think i'll stay here instead
cuz i'm lost in space in this place
and all the kings horses and men
couldn't put humpty drunky back together again
©2011. Rookus Publishing, (BMI)
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7. |
Green to Red
03:20
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Green to Red
(words and music by: Zack Walters)
i wanna take a little shower(Em)
(G)and recharge me some will (D)power
i wanna go to the hotel(Em)
(G)and relax for just a (D)spell
i know i should've gotten (A)in
(G)fuckin' ambivalence (D)again
shoulda, woudla, coulda (Em)gone
but (G)now i'm stuck wondering on(D)
(A)lights keep turning from green to red
but the (G)color of yellow is stuck (D)in my head
(A)break lights flashing in front of me
and (G)i'm seeing faces, in my coffee(Em)
oh how the smart thing, is not (A)always wise
we took your doggie for a walk(Em)
drunken train ride lots of talk
you played for me i played for you
some how it felt like deja vu
i know we should've drank more
sometimes being good is such a bore
and in the morning i was gone
the van had to move on
©2011. Rookus Publishing, (BMI)
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Medicated
03:49
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Medicated
(z. walters)
fur coats and worn out shoes
starting to be convinced there's
something wrong with you
soaking wet rainy boat ride
there's a party goin on but there's
some pain in your eyes
what am I, what am I supposed to do
your world falls apart right in front of you
what ever happened to the sparkle
in your eyes
you got me feeling like a tweeker with no apetite
why is love so fuckin complicated
madness leads to medicated
why is love so fucking complicated
i'm so faded
and still the smell of you is
driving me mad
wish we could rewind to when there
was no bad
but like a war vet these wounds
are slow to heal
wish i had a cheat sheet i could
borrow or steal
what am i what am i supposed to be
when i got my glasses on girl
and i still can't see
remember when we didn't have to
fake smile
crazy how something sweet can turn so vile
©2011. En Cog Neato, LLC
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9. |
Drink it Up
02:29
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Drink it Up
(z. walters)
how do you say
that it's over
when you, know it's over
how do you deal with infection
after all these years of affection
memories, ingrained
like bad tattooes on your brain
cut our pictures in half
and wash away these stains
monogamy, wasn't meant to be
it's not for you baby
and it's not for me
but i'ma fill my cup
with all that happy stuff
and do the back stroke
with my 2 thumbs up
the hourglass will take it away
i know in time it'll be okay
but for now i'm hangin ten on couches
and microwaving gourmet
let's drink it up, let's drink it up
let's drink till we can drink enough
let's let it go, go away
©2011. En Cog Neato, LLC.
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10. |
Mo Hop than Hip
02:50
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