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The Odd Years

by Cowboys of Porridge

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1.
Dax Riggs is British 04:39
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[Verse 1] It was clear he was not The One As he pulsed and turned like a dying sun At the center of a doomed galaxy In regalia of a circus freak Sweat from a thousand oceans flew At speed of light to escape the pull Of a supermassive asshole [Chorus] Tonight we dine on insect meat Eat the wings, spit out the feet A mile from the River with the daddy juice [Verse 2] A monkey in a backpack hitched a ride As the son of a dogman walked inside Changed a warehouse to recovery room A white sand oasis in full bloom [Chorus 2] Tonight we dine on insect meat Eat the wings, spit out the feet Benedictine sauce offers no excuse A block from the River with the daddy juice Innocent souls exposed to liars Dancing in a trance while the baby’s on fire These are all sins, let the ritual… [Interlude] …the Curse of the… …support to a fellow troubadour The twilight hour fast approaches and I lean upon the taffrail Consuming my surroundings with my eyes, blood orange IPA in my grasp I press it against my lips as if it were a lover from a bygone age The smooth nectar flows between my lips, lifting my spirits My companion palms his Lone Star as I catch sight of a woman whose name I’ll never recall She is alone, travelling abroad to see the bats spill forth from their diurnal home Dinosaurs dangle from her ears as I fixate upon her diastema We make pleasant conversation for a time My third companion joins us from his brief reprieve and dream state at the same time as the bats I bid my would-be mistress farewell before she drifts out of my mind Filed away in the mental Rolodex of femme fatales whisked away by time and opportunity I think of her often, but I do not miss her. [Chorus 3] Tonight we dine on insect meat Eat the wings, spit out the feet Benedictine sauce offers no excuse Down by the River with the daddy juice Innocent souls exposed to liars Dancing in a trance while the baby’s on fire These are all sins, let the ritual begin
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Gimme Dat 02:05
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[Verse & Chorus] Gimme dat Gimme dat juicy booty
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88 mph 04:26
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[Verse 1] I met her at a truck stop, she was looking for a ride I told her “Come on in, Baby, so am I" It was love at first sight, I should've taken a second look Should've learned to judge by the cover… [Chorus 1] When I look south, I still think of her Cause she gave me a little gift that I can't return [Verse 2] Five dollars or 50 miles, I can’t remember which came first But her skirt was flipped up over her head and I was about to burst That mental image will never leave my mind Just like the love she gave me and thousand others of my kind [Chorus 2] When I look south, I still think of her Cause she gave me a little gift that I can't return I still think of her each and every day I even make frequent stops at that Flying J
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Robotic Romeo 01:52
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[Chorus] I’m not a robot I’m not a robot I’m not a robot I’m not a robot [Verse 1] If you want to see what’s behind closed doors Better put in that secret code of yours [Chorus] I’m not a robot (Prove it, prove it, prove it, prove it) I’m not a robot… Well neither am I I’m not a robot… Three streetlights or five? I’m not a robot [Verse 2] If you want to get inside my lair of sin Better put your secret code on in [Chorus] I’m not a robot… But I’m a sex machine (Prove it, prove it, prove it, prove it) I’m not a robot… Put your Captcha in clean I’m not a robot… Are these crosswalks or lines? I’m not a robot… I almost checked the boxes in time [Outro] I’m not a robot… There’s no robots here I’m not a robot… Not a robot, no I’m not a robot
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Sweet Nectar (free) 03:42
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I like candy [Verse 1] Still waters run deep Oh yeah, oh, sweet nectar Still waters run deep I wanna rock your body, Baby (just don’t look at me) …to the break of dawn [Verse 2] You know, exposing myself four to five times a day, take a look at that! Hey, I saw you checkin’ out my goods, come here bitch! Dangling, like it’s yours, come by and take pictures (This is so frickin’ illegal) Man… I am lookin’ good Cause I don’t have photographs of things like… this thing you’re doing here with my butt So c'mon, if you need another piece of meat to fit inside your sex sandwich [Verse 3] Oozing juices, oozing juices, oozing juices around Shove it just right back up your ass Dirty deeds done dirt cheap, I know techniques Oh yeah, oh, you are naughty Your wife’s pretty hot man, you are a total whore There’s something else down there that I can’t, uh, explain [Verse 4] I don’t need no instructions to know how to rock! Pretty badass! Yeah let ‘er rip Some women are bitches and should be treated as such Aw, someone shoulda been here to see that, that was classic! Two people were murdered here… What do you need? What do you want? SOLO! That’s from the live album The one who knew how to party back in eighty one! F’you don’t like my balls hangin’ out, you look away It is a new era! Stand and deliver!
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The View (Trip Wamsley) 04:33
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[Verse 1] I like the view from down my nose I like the dirt between my toes And I remember when the main thing was the mainspring This world so deep, this life so shallow Sick of being a big marshmallow Waiting for the pies of hell, yeah [Chorus 1] And when the Reagan years were over I felt like I was sober Leaving Neverland for colder shoulders In a brand new world [Verse 2] I loved myself when I was young I was as all-knowing and so strong I was beautiful but careless, useless I cannot help but be amazed At all the things I’ve laid to waste I loved love and I was stupid, yeah [Chorus 2] And when the 80’s were all over I felt like I was sober Leaving Neverland for colder shoulders In a brand new world [Verse 3] I like the view from down my nose I like the dirt between my toes And I remember when the mainspring was the main thing This world so deep, this life so shallow Sick of being a big marshmallow Waiting for the pies of hell, yeah [Chorus 3] And when the Reagan years were over I felt like I was sober Leaving Neverland for colder shoulders In a brand new world
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The Credits 02:54
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released February 22, 2022

All songs written by the Cowboys of Porridge, except "The View" by Trip Wamsley.

Performed, recorded, mixed, and mastered by the Cowboys of Porridge at Analog Theory Studios.

Cowboys of Porridge is:

Josh Zerangue: Electric guitars, synthesizers, programming, voice acting, and a special appearance as Romeo the Robot.

Jesse Rauser: Acoustic & electric guitars, synthesizers, programming, lead & backing vocals, and Michael Jackson impersonations.

Dustin Duffy: Bass guitars, synthesizers, programming, lead & backing vocals, voice acting, snacks, and Otamatone.

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