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Rock Star Folk Yolk
03:17
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I went over to my truck.
My man was layin' on his back.
In the truck, we picked up a bail of hay.
My grandma came into the truck.
She said, "You rock, 'cause you got all the hay bails today."
But my truck went missin'.
Grandma said it went missin'.
I went to the bar and my truck wasn't there.
I left my man in the car.
And my truck didn't get too far.
But my grandma,
She said, "Come over here,
I've got some oatmeal
And a fresh pair of shoes."
But my truck left me for her.
She held my hand and said my man had nice...yeah.
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Crem
02:49
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So all of the big kids
In the deep end
They don't accept children
With floaties
They prance with their heads loose
Past the bend in the road which
Leads to miniature
Ponies
Kicking up snowmen to make snow cream
Ice cream, snow cream, we could share
Can we share snow cream, cream, ice?
Just don't hurt the old snowmen
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Brisk Tulip
01:53
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And to eat soft foods
A baby must be tumbling
Tumbling
Weasel beat, stallion
Brisk tulip, brisk tulip
And to eat corn hash
A lady must have yellow hands
Yellow hands
Weasel beat, stallion
Brisk tulip
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Supper Robe
01:06
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Sandwiches
04:59
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Comfortable comforter to meats
Flesh between crispy, crunchy sweets
Soaking up cold broth from the leaves
Inward the buttery squashed grape weaves
Soft and fine and so
Delicatessen
Sesame coating
Pumpernickel skin
Folded are slivers, triangles sliced
Tomato peelings, pickles diced
Greasiest thumbprints pressed in buns
Reddish and yellow pasted funz
Soft and fine and so
Delicatessen
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Thug Pudge
04:20
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Drooping teeth and dough rolled out in a face
Majesty in looking out into space
Holy spirit more amazing than Grace
And I counted all the follicles in your ears
You got drool all over your smoke and mirrors
And ah
Bulging eyes at the lids and panting through
Tissue paper crinkled and blown into
Puffing out to squeeze every corner you
Are making origami flowers
City dog and little dalmatian
They always got the beat
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Babs Louisville, Kentucky
A Louisville original, Babs has an experimental sound falling somewhere between retro surf rock and psychedelic instrumental.
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