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Melancholia
03:49
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2. |
Michaelovania
02:38
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FIRE BOMBER CHRISTMAS
02:58
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Ganon, Joy of My Desiring,
Holy UpTilt, Love most Bright!
Drawn by Warlock souls aspiring,
Soar to Blastzones, my Delight!
Word of Ganon's flesh that fashioned,
With Gerudo life impassioned!
Striving, punching foes unknown,
Soaring, stomping round Thy throne!!
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5. |
This Is A Christmas
04:17
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7. |
We Three Gittelmans
03:01
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[VERSE: ALL]
We three kids of Warrington go
Bearing gifts begotten our Foes
Transit, road bike,
Burb and turnpike
Follow melodious ghosts
[CHORUS: ALL]
Oh Ghost of wonder, Spirit dark,
Shade, thy gifts a Yuletide hark
Southward flowing, gently bowing
Born from us, our very hearts
[VERSE: SNOOPARD]
First of three, we toke and delight
Everlasting wick of the night
Feed your body, feed your mind
Kindle your human right
[VERSE: FAILCHIOR]
Compass bound in ornament plain
Bearing where you’ll ne’er be again
Divine the Divine, read saintly signs
Deity should you deign
[VERSE: SLOTHOZAR]
Name plate bare to offer have I
Freely may you identify
Sanctioned choosing all your namings
Grant you repose on high
[CHORUS: ALL]
Oh Ghost of wonder, Spirit dark,
Shade, thy gifts a Yuletide hark
Southward flowing, gently bowing
Born from us, our very hearts
[VERSE: ALL]
Sired in sin and mired in pain
Gittelman, ye worship the name
Agency, we long to be
Settled by miser’s bane
[CHORUS: ALL]
Oh Ghost of wonder, Spirit fair,
Shade, thy gifts be ours to share
Hand in hand, a merry band
Our hearth as warm as family, rare
Hearth as warm as family, rare!
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8. |
The Bells of Brixton
02:05
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I once was a creature roaming free beneath the prehistoric trees
And then in the end when time took me I sank into the ground
And became a kind of paste or goo
but then I got pumped out again by a race of creatures known as men
And slurped to a factory in shenzhen through a giant russian metal tube
And there I was warmed and formed and made into two shapely mounds
With a hole in the middle - except I think some bits were spun into the polyester
That made the red and white santa hat coquettishly perched on top
And that was how I came to be a holiday themed sex accessory
A realistic human butt in which a human could bust a nut
But how'm I supposed to get to that human before christmas?
The factory's already running late cause the suicide nets had a hole
by the gate and someone splattered themselves across the asphaltcause they hadn't had a day off since last chinese new year
Not to mention the monsoons
But eventually they get to me and snug with my fellow former beasts
I'm loaded in thirty-six count boxes into a majestic high-cube shipping container
In this container we believe all people are essentially free
We're here because we chose to beIn this container we believe that water is life and across the seaI go to be shown my destiny underneath an oil-based christmas tree
In this container we believe all people are essentially free
We're here because we chose to be
In this container we believe that love is love particularly
The love that is destined to be shown to me
Underneath an oil-based christmas tree
I was loaded onto an eighteen-wheeler driven by a man named Jesus from El Salvador who's making negative money
For transporting me because I'm already late and the drayage fee
Won't cover the lease payment on his rapidly depreciating truck And he's gotta get me to Kentucky before the
once-in-a-generation bomb cyclone hits again and the roads ice up
Don't want to get stuck on a grade crossing and get mulched by a
15,000 foot train full of the corpses of the aforementioned prehistoric trees
In this container we believe all people are essentially free
We're here because we chose to be
In this container we believe that all are welcome to enter me
And you get extra points if you order me in a range of non-standard skin tones
In this container we believe all people are essentially free
We're here because we chose to be
In this container we believe that science is real how else do you explain
The candy-cane shaped fleshlights in the next truck down the road
Well we got to the Amazon warehouse in the nick of time
But then the cyclone hit and the building that was made of wood chips
Glued together by the juice of my dead cousins just up and fell apart
And the workers never get a chance to cash in the incentive points
They earned from their excellence in economical urine management
Before time came for them and they became a kind of paste
or goo
But luckily for me my ass was thrown free and floated down the Ohio
To be fished out by some barefoot boy
And call me Good King Wenceslas cause he's about to feast
In this container we believe all people are essentially free
We're here because we chose to be
In this container we believe that health care is a human right
Hey man whatever helps you get to sleep at night
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10. |
X-Mas In A Sweater
01:40
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I wanna spend Christmas in a sweater
With you by my side, feeling much better
Singing and playing songs together
Ever about Christmas and snow and cold weather
Your uncles and aunts, they’ll look on us and smile
Because we’re in love, at least this short while
Your nieces and nephews, they’ll sing and they’ll dance
And whisper and gossip about our romance
We’ll smile and we’ll nod, and we’ll kiss once or twice
And all will be happy, and all will be nice
Oh, prayer to share family, may sweater entice
So all might be happy, and all will be nice
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11. |
Relight My Fire
03:47
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12. |
That's Enough
04:18
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13. |
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