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the first peek into the new world of 50/50. in preparation for the fourth installment, comr have decided to release a single track, entitled, t h e s p e e d e r s, a story, not about the citizens of montana, but the state of all bad drivers, montana just so happens to have, statistically, the worst drivers in the country.
lyrics
I drove my car for a day, isn’t much to say
it costs two hundred dollars to get its knee replaced
slow down with your fast drivers in the passenger
there’s not much I know, but if you speed you’re an asshole
so get in my bed, in my shed, in my shed
so get in my bed, my bed, in my shed
get in my bed, in my bed, in my shed
get in my bed, in my bed, in my shed
the walls speak to you
your baskets of carrots can’t suppliment me enough
I’m dying of early onset Parkinson’s disease
day by day, my bones cripple more
I can no longer go to the shore
I say everyday my bones suffer more
and now I’m weak as you, you whore
fuck the speeders, fuck the speeders
fuck the speeders, fuck the speeders
fuck the speeders, fuck the speeders
filthy, good for nothing, speeders
they go to the cleaners to wash away their lies and deception
speeders are the kind of people that miss their mother’s funeral for work
they’ve got nothing better to do but spend time at church
they’ve got to get there fast so I slightly understand
but in the end they kill so many babies it gets put into a can
their emotions and the baby
put it right into a can
gargle them up and blend them up in together for ham
nyaah !
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Aurora Borealis
Aurora Borealis
You're drinkin' from the chalice
Gonna find it in the palace
Hey I got my wife Aurora
She's a little bit of a chore, but I love her and
She lives in a palace
I'm gonna make my way there and
Drink from her chalice but
Oh no, when I get there she is gone
Looking in the distance I can see a light fawn
An abaration, summoned by a witch and
That fuckin' bitch took my wife
Who what the shit?
I couldn't really think about it
All I could think hear was the banshee's scream from my palace
I couldn't really think about it
All I could think was bout was the banshees screaming from my palace
Haa-aa-aa-aa (Aurora borealis, Aurora Borealis)
Haa-aa-aa-aa (Aurora Borealis, Aurora Borealis)
Haa-aa-aa-aa (Aurora Borealis, you're gonna drink it from the chalice)
Haa-aa-aa-aa (Aurora Borealis, Aurora borealis)
Haa-aa-aa-aa (Aurora Borealis, you gotta meet it at the chalice)
Here comes my cat
Shaped like a bat
He's knows where to find my wife
Together we prance through the jungle
Gotta beat the Bungles and let lose the Tungles
The Tungles are wild beasts that hunt the witches
If the witches die so do the abarations
We got so much time to spare
But listen to these banshees roar from their lair
Haa-aa-aa-aa (Aurora borealis, Aurora Borealis)
Haa-aa-aa-aa (Aurora Borealis, you're gonna drink it from the chalice)
Haa-aa-aa-aa (Aurora Borealis, Aurora borealis)
Haa-aa-aa-aa (Aurora Borealis, you gotta find it in the palace)
I find them
The Toggle-Wags ran into the Boggle-Wags
And they fought away the demons of the day (Aurora Borealis)
And my cat that was shaped like a bat
Tried to escape the situation with his motivation (Aurora Borealis)
There is my wife, she's running away from me
And I realize that she was dead and resurrected, these (Aurora Borealis)
Fucking witches killed my wife
So I took out my knife (Aurora Borealis)
And stabbed every last witch to ever exist
Aurora Borealis (Aurora Borealis)
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a r k a n s a s s
04:03
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Mmm, yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah (what, what)
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
My name is Deborah, I'm from Arkan-sass
And I have a lot of sass when I snort this grass
And then go into your school system and
Tell you that you're not doing your jobs
It's all a lie, just like these pies
That I make and sit in my window sill
So then maybe a man or two will come and try to steal it
Lick it up and try to peel it like a banana but
Just because it's a banana pie doesn't mean that you can peel it
I can see you coming to
Steal it
I have
So much sass (he do, he do)
I have so much sass
Have
So much sass
I have
So much sass
When I get it trouble, when I get in trouble
With with the police for public intoxication (when I get in trouble)
From keyboard cleaner
I am getting duster out of my brain
And then I have a mental breakdown and faint
The cops don't know what to do with me
Cuz I keep punching and screaming and the tasers don't phase me
I sit here and scream
In my puddles of urine
That I leave out on the front lawn
To mark my territory
I make a solid line with my acidic urine
All around my land until my land is deemed to be mine
I can't do all this and cause all these crimes
I need an intervention, holy stention
And Holy Ressurection
My brain is fried
I can't see all these guys
And what on Earth has happened to all my pies
Hmmm
I just wanna know
You know, it's always
Hey Deborah, how-how-how are you doing? It's never
Hey Deborah
How am I doing?
No one ever asks me
How their doing, I just-I just
My life goal is just to help people out, you know?
You know I have my problems, you have yours
But in the end, we should all get together and-and
Solve our problems together
For a-for a-for a better day, for a better time
We're gonna keep trying and trying and trying until the world is just
One place for, for-for common enemies to lie their grounds and
And plant their seed and grow their crops
You know, country girls have to make do
But no one have-has ever said that country guys
Also have to make do
And that's how live in Arkan-sass
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Yuh
Okay
Uh-uh-uh
My name is Gordon Ramsey (Gordon)
Call me a pansy and I'll eat your handy (Ramsey)
I'll give you a handy and I'll put you in the (I'll give you)
Places that you don't wanna be called my (handy, put you, put you)
Basement (nah, yeah)
My basement full of (my basement, my basement)
Shopping equipment
Got a grocery store in my basement (basement)
Full of all my recipes and cooking necessities
Bitch on these cornflakes do a dab (yeah, Colorado)
Bitch on these cornflakes do a dab (Colorado)
Bitch on these cornflakes do a dab (Colo-rado)
Bitch on these cornflakes do a blab
Got these, got these
Got these, got these (got these, got these)
Got these, got these
Got these, got these (got these, got these)
Got these, got these
Got these, got these (not legalized)
Got these, got these
Got these, got these (not legalized)
I am the Master Chef: Gordon Ramsey
And I'm here to take all the edibles away (I am the master chef)
And put them all in my food (put em all in)
And make everyone get way to hi-i-i-igh
Until the point that they die
Filled with this maijuana in this food (until the point that they die)
These bitches get meth amphetamine (aye, aye)
Inside of my Gordon Ramsey chicken-sauce-steak-sandwich (aye, aye)
Got too many cocaine addicts in Colorado for me to survive (got too many)
I get em, I gotta kill em with my knife (Colorado, Colorado)
And I don't even have my wife anymore
She left me cuz of how mean I was to her
Whenever she tried to cook I beat her
I don't let my wife cook anyway
When I get home I sing and say
I'm gonna make the dinner
And you're not gonna do anything with it
Because if you try to touch my dinner
I will take your dinner and I will
Put it on the back porch for
The wolves to eat
Cuz it's not that good
Your-your meat is soggy
And your bread is dry
Dry meat (cuz I'm)
Gordon, Gordon, Gordon, Gordon Ramsey (yuh, yuh)
Ooo
Ooo
Yeah come in on down to my work shop they're
Still tied up in my basement
My wife doesn't cook
Now back to you, now back to you
I'm gonna ki-i-i-i-ill you
And use your meat
For my sheets
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Meat sheets on my dipshits
On my little flipshits on my flip dips
On my little ship dips on my kit nips
Got a little pip-pip on my dip-dip, dippy dop (dip, dip)
Dip dop, dip-dippy dop (dip dop, dip dip dop
Dip, dippy dop, dip-dip-dip dop (Colorado)
From the state of Colorado comin' at you now (Colorado)
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Uh
13 million light-years away (thirteen)
13 million light-years away (thirteen)
Travel the stars, not in cars (travel the stars)
We're gonna go through many great portals
(Don't know where they're goin with the probe before they know it)
They come with
Grey heads and their triangle faces
And their big bulgy eyes (their big eyes)
Light up the night like a fire cracker
And then exhume the factors of the fire crasher
But it's still alive, they landed
Why are they here?
Why do they play with our buttholes?
Why are they here?
Why do they sit and scream from the shallow water?
24 seconds (twenty four)
They got to land
24 seconds it takes to land
24 seconds it takes to land
But that second number 10 may get shot down (they get shot down)
Into a battle, I will fight the battle
By the Doberman
God will smite you
In Nevada
Gotta fight
In Nevada (a UFO)
Come on down we got these pounds
We got these pounds and, and, and, and we got them
Down to the Earth to dissect them
And figure out how, how, how
They use our buttholes
To look into the science in our universe
Our butt-butt-buttholes
Into DMT and make us see alternate realities
Third dimension, fourth, fourth, fourth dimensional beings
They listen to us
They listen to us
They listen to us, yeah
They listen to us at night (they listen)
They listen to our screams of pain as we (they lie)
Slumber to sleep (in UFOs at night)
I slumber to sleep
We slumber to sleep (you can expect me not to die)
Searching about our parents singing a song
Our parents
The parent song
The parent song
Yes
Sing to me, my son
Sing to me
And react
To the past
On YouTube channels react
I'm gonna go back up to it
Go on YouTube, my son
Your useless skinny inny
Got some shirts and online
The money works every time
And you had a little accident with some lean
I never had to pee without a huge d
But just try to look at how I'm doing pressing all of
My
Computers
Even though that doesn't matter
Mine is bigger, actually that's a lie
I have a very small penis
I give up at the thought of you
The universe is mine
This UFO you'll find (and I'm 27 years old now)
My suicide note (my virginity is gone now)
That I'm gone (the journey is over from)
New Jersey, bringing it back
I'm the same guy, with a different (track)
Alias
Alias
Aliens
I am
The e-overlord of the aliens
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COMR Hartford, Connecticut
we are an experimental art collective, created by a group of friends who figured out how to travel between dimensions. this is the music that comes from those experiences.
thank you for listening.
- c o m r
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