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Joy

by Stickers

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1.
Ms. Rogers 02:58
King Friday you know he hates change Lady Elaine, gal’s got game untie your shoes unzip your cardigan love you Mr. Rogers, king among men It’s a beautiful day in my universe… Ride in Trolley to the Land of Make Believe cut paper scissors sound so soothing cape out of burlap make me strong and brave feed fish teach us how to behave I love you and you love me we’re an imaginary family There’s a beautiful egg in my uterus… Take me, take me, take me, Mr. Rogers… It’s a beautiful day in my uterus There’s a beautiful egg in my universe It’s a beautiful day in my universe There’s a beautiful egg in my uterus Would you be my could you be my won’t you be my lady? Would have my could you have my won’t you have my baby? Would you be mind could you be mine you inseminate me? Would you join my could you join my won’t you join my family?
2.
Nudist 02:08
Tits out wang out tits out wang out tits out wang out Out. Out. Out. We’re the nudist shredders bopping with our tops down watch our breasts bounce Ah. Ah. Ah. We’re the nudist shredders rocking with our choche out watch our balls melt plug it in plug it in plug it in don’t plug it in Electrocuted dingle Emancipated tingle Emasculated winkle Ejaculated tinkle
3.
Butthole 03:05
Hello I'm Butthole the Unicorn met a girl called Cassidy Jone she won me off a Vegas casino pretty thing done brought me home. To have to hold she brought me home o'er peaks through woods our love shone to have to hold but not to own our paths crossed o'er the rainbow. Came here in a slave bag from China don't you worry ma now I'm finer. Snatched me off the wall Circus Circus brought me to the water no thirst no thirst. o'er yonder through the valley we go She treats me kindly she has a monkey she wants only to be kind to me Flowers on her eye, bonnet on her head. Vacation kid look what she did. She gambled for me and she won Bared my soft fur to the sun - -me I'm not the only one Her tender heart her tender heart she's set apart by her tender heart her tender heart her tender heart I'll be Butthole to her Tin Farts
4.
Pigeon 03:26
Staring in your death-bound beady eye hard to believe I’m here to kill you hate in your eye says you’ll fight me true I’m a yogi not a gunman crown of foreskins round my head I am the god who’s praying for you I am the god who’s praying for you You put her in the gutter threw her in the gutter and you thought that you got her I did it out of love threw her in the gutter hope she found a better lover You put her no really I should not have killed her I am the god who’s praying for you I am the god who’s praying for you I killed him lord I am the pigeon killer crow and sparrow I feel his love, eka pada rajakapotasana I killed him lord I am the pigeon killer crow I’ll spare ya I feel his warmth, eka pada rajakapotasana True fighter…
5.
Two-Ton Load 03:45
Didn’t tell you your clumsy songs sound like shit ignored your din stared in the fire pit wind whistled into a gale and out of the fire emerged a whale shot his two-ton load in her face Displace your disgrace Displace your disgrace Ain’t no Bonanza ripoff no Bob Marley remake blast out your semen’s weakness psychocomedic malaise fuck down fuck deep in the ocean fuck down fuck deep in the ocean Tuned in my ears to distant goats evolutionarily mawing they’re oats pacifist king of the ocean unsheathes his twelve-foot schlong engorges female vulva with the beauty of his song fuck the whales fuck fuck fuck the whales let us all fuck the whales
6.
Men 03:37
Wrong hole, you get no juice long pole casting for troupe I took my grandmother’s name I got my mother’s face Daddy gave me these boots but I made the lace found my way in the world on a performance cruise strapped my dancing shoes on these I’ll never lose strapped my dancing shoes on these I’ll never lose Hop on the teenager ship soak in the sea splash responsibility is for the riff raff my cabin’s in coach I walk the deck flotation device around my neck buffet all you can eat I eat a shit ton butter both sides answer to no one clean off your shit take a sitz bath everyone a bidet shit first class Bee bop bidet… It gets me woozy… My gut don’t need Dramamine I can swim a chase you heed your captain’s tips I’ll make my own haste get me off of this ship I had enough of this land ho! up ahead through my binoculars land ho! up ahead through my binoculars Hop on the leanover ship be our ballast off to fight for my life after math class they’ll hang you for this honor of no one responsibility is for the slow ones take the rage into your dick let out a blast it’s the light of your flesh water your trees next crash your car into the sea pull out a fish scale and debone it quick shred the carcass Let the car crash shred the carcass Let the car crash shred the carcass Wooo! Take the light into your tip innards aglow you had your nourishment now you can go sail away ownership with it your honor responsibility is for the goners
7.
Molasses 02:17
Honey, could you get me some sugar My ass runs fast through the tall grass My ass runs fast through the tall grass Go fast, no sass, no molasses Go fast, no sass, no molasses Trailblaze so fast fogged glasses Domino not trash white processed Go fast so fast wet jacket So fast won’t last wet jacket My ass runs fast through the tall grass My ass runs fast through the tall grass Go fast, no sass, no molasses Go fast, no sass, no molasses Trailblaze so fast fogged glasses Domino not trash white processed So crass can’t last wet jacket So crass so crass the crassest
8.
Stew 04:02
The robots are hungry Cobra must hunt Cobra slithers through the tall grass high up on the cliff wall far above the whipping wave cobra hunting for some rabbit hunting for some meat some meat to feed his crew knife out slither through the wheatgrass gotta skin em up now gotta gotta feed the crew skin him put him in the stew skin him put him in the stew rabbit looks up to the cobra sir, I’m not meant to die sir, I’m busy with the rabbits busy on the screw, making kids like rabbits do go out hunt yourself some carrots put them in your stew find some potatoes too that’s what I would do Cobra I don’t want to boil, Cobra I don’t want to boil Who called for rabbit stew, who called for rabbit stew? Robot took lunch into his own hands high up in the mountain far above the office space Robot slithered up the cobra put him in the stew scooped up all the rabbits, threw them in too pulled down all the eagles, chopped up all the seagulls threw in the humans too struck a match to the flame struck a match to the flame It’ll kill you too it’ll kill you too we’re all a-boil we’re all the soil take me for the meat chew upon my bones take my kin back to camp feed them to your own cobra bones robot bones rabbit bones cobra bones carrot bones potato bones human bones seagull bones eagle bones cobra bones cobra bones cobra bones cobra bones
9.
Egg 01:05
Fry an egg on it woo! Fry an egg on it woo! Fry it in the butter and you kimchi and you pickle it pour some ketchup over it, fold it like an omelet Fry an egg on it woo! Fry an egg on it woo!
10.
Slide 03:22
She’ll learn, don’t worry she’ll learn She’s a young one doesn’t know anything hasn’t learned yet she can’t choose. Supremely talented, she’ll learn plenty wait see what she might do. She don’t know, she don’t know No-know-no-know-no-no You don’t know, you don’t know No-know-no-know-no-no Don’t move. Can’t choose. Won’t lose. Slow news. Good Shoes. Straight blues. Slide through. Slick chute. Stay cool. She’s a young one, she’s a young one, she’s a young one, she’s a young one Supremely talented, she’ll learn plenty. Supremely talented, supremely talented.

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Recorded and mixed by genius Erik “Mr.” Blood at Chemical X and Black Space studios in Seattle. Mastered by Adam Straney. Thanks be to all ye who have helped us, including Mr. Blood, Ocean, b. roamer, and the Whitmores.

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released August 4, 2016

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