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Hey Greg, how are you doing?
I have a story
I have a lot of feelings
That I need to let go
I'm doing fine
Greg's okay
Do you really think life's a joke
All I see you
Is doing lines of coke
Off your little tray that's
A picture of your family that you have locked on (I'm doing fine)
To your diary
All you write in your diary
I open it up
And on there I see
The chimely writing
I'm doing just fine
I'm doing fine
Doing just fine
Doing my time
For my drug addiction
Doing just fine
Greg is okay
Greg is doing just fine
I'm doing fine
Doing just fine
Doing just fine
I'm really flying by (Doing just fine)
I'm weightless (Doing just fine)
Just like a piece of paper
Flowing in the wind
Flowing in the wind as I soar through the sky
Doing just fine
Doing just fine
Greg is doing just fine (Going just fine)
My name is Greg
I'm doin' alright
Greg is here
Just doing alright
Doing his time
Across this borderline
Doing just fine
Doing just fine
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He Fell In a Well
02:52
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I'm
Lost
In a
We-e-e-ell
Please help me get out
Of this well I'm stuck in
I'm on my journey to
Find a pumpkin
I can't eat anymore
Anyone
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Thalazoo's Well Spell
04:01
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Please help me, I've fallen in a well
Inside the pumpkin patch field that I'm in
Really in a living hell
I can't get out of this cell
That I call a well
Full of water half way up
I can feel the tentacle monster gripping my knees
Don't give in to him
Don't let him touch your limbs
He'll rip em, and he'll eat em
The tentacle monster demon
As I'm going underwater
I can feel the real thunder
Coming at me
The thunder coming at me
I'm here to protect specifically your knees
There is a man as Clive the Knee Master
He is coming to protect you
From the tentacle Boggaloo
He's kinda like Cthulu
Except he doesn't have a face or a beard
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Clive the Knee-Master
06:41
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Hmmm
Dip
Mmm
Hmmm
Listen to me and you will see
That we're going take a nice shower with your knees (A nice shower)
We will eat them
We will bathe them
We will stuff them and cook them up man
I like knees for dinner, breakfast and lunch
That doesn't mean I don't have any time to crunch (Lunch)
I'm here to eat your kneecaps (Do some fuckin crunches)
I'm here to eat your kneecaps
I don't know where I'm from
Some place like Mexico City, Alabama
That doesn't mean I'm here to redact your pajama-rammas
I'm just here to sing about your damma-pammas
I am singing this song about how much I love to consume knees in my eyes
I eat them with my eyes cuz my pupils are really attached to my stomach
Got little teeth inside my skull (Stomach pupils)
Got little teeth inside my skull
But that doesn't stop me
From thinking smarter than you
It doesn't stop me from thinking smarter than you
I really got take a poo with your knees out
Your knees are so spicy, yet scrumptious
I will eat them, they will come out of my rump-tious
Because it's my butt poop in your sup-doop
I can't stop, I can't stop going (I can't stop, I can't stop)
There's too much time on my mind
And my nave is Clive, Clive the Knee-Master
I'm from Dimension 83 but that doesn't stop me from eating your knees
Eating your knees
I'm from Dimension 83 but that doesn't stop me from eating your knees
I'll fly over the crowd if it means I'll take you out
To dinner
I'll fly over the crowd if it doesn't stop me from takin' you to dinner
I got so much time on my mind
I got so much time on these chives that I'll cut up and (Lookin' for a nice quiche)
Put onto your knees and then you'll get attracted to bees (Maybe a steak)
And you'll get stung to death, a hundred to the neck (Maybe a steak or a burger)
Hundred's all it takes before you need to remake yourself in another life
While you're dead I'm living my best life
That doesn't stop me from all these chives that I must strife
Gotta hide 'em, gotta eat 'em (gotta try)
Gotta eat 'em, gotta sleep 'em, gotta beat 'em, I
Beat my kids but that doesn't stop me from not going to prison
I beat my kids but that doesn't stop me from not going to prison
Don't stop, don't stop
Don't stop, don't stop (Ow, dad)
Don't stop
Don't
Stop (Ow)
Don't stop
Don't stop, don't stop
Keep going
Keep going with that, keep going
We're going back right to the-right to the verse after this
I'm gonna count down from five
Five
Now
Little bit more than five seconds but that doesn't stop me from wrecking your home
I'm a home wrecker, a home runner
Gotta play that baseball or else I won't make it home (A home runner now)
I got all this time on my mind I (On my mind)
Got all this time on my mind
But that doesn't mean I won't find time
For your knees
For your knees (Oooh)
My name is Clive the Knee-Master
Clive the Knee-Master
Got all this time (all I got)
Got all this time
For your knees boy
Got all this time for your knees
Got all this time for your knees, boy
Got all this time for your knees
Got all this time for your knees, boy
Got all this time for your knees, boy
Got all this time for your knees, boy
Got all this time for your knees, boy
You will be my new toy
That I give to my dogs when they're hungry
They only eat kneecaps, just like me
Like father, like son
My dogs eat you
They hunt with me
For all the knees, boy
Hunt with me for all the knees
Hunt with me for all the knees
Hunt with me for all the knees
Hunt with me for all the knees
Comin' for your knees, boy
Comin' for your knees, boy
I got them on lock
Gonna smooch em, gonna caress em
Gonna grab em, gonna wait for you
To stop beating me when I
Trip you and trip fist your asshole into oblivion
With your own kneecaps
There's so much I can do to them
Stir fry, pan fry and definitely chives
I'll chive up your knees
They'll feel good
Chive up your knees
They'll feel good
Chive up your knees
They'll feel good
Chive up your knees
They'll feel good
Chive up your knees (Chive up, chive up)
They'll feel good
Chive up your knees (Chive up, chive up)
They'll feel good
Chive up your knees (Chive up)
They'll feel good
Chive up your knees
Ain't stopping me
I got too many times
Too many time on my hands
Got too much thyme, got too much thyme
On my hands
Always make time for your knees, boy
Every second of every day
I got
Time
For
Your
Knees
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COMR Hartford, Connecticut
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