SPOOK DU JOUR

Lyrics

TEEN BAKERY
No twenty, no
Take it to go
A single whoa

Down, boring sound
All day aloud
So predictable

Have a mystery charity
You can send it off all you wished for
And your bling, bling, bling
Bling, bling, bling

In a teen bakery scene
Melting away
Rip currents sway

Teen bakery scene
As past glory fades
Past glory fades away

Slow order show
Make it all count
Not impossible

Squeeze, pastry squeeze
Hate when it snows
In the afterglow

Have a mystery charity
You can send it off all you wished for
And your bling, bling, bling
Bling, bling, bling

In a teen bakery scene
Melting away
Rip currents sway

Teen bakery scene
As past glory fades
As past glory fades
Fades away
Fades to gray
Melts away
Demented delights


VICIOUS CYCLES
Ignoring life
It’s a simple journey
When it’s back to basics
Hark the angels

Enough of flights
Coming in outta here
If the simplest of all deejays
Play the best tunes to hear

You can invest all of your money
With nothing in return
Yet you can invest all your weekend
With happenings every turn

Know what’s right
In the middle of wrong
Just a vicious cycle
Turning round and round

Heavens above
Hells fire soujourn
It’s a miracle
A miracle we could still burn

Vicious cycles around
Vicious cycles around, oh

You can invest all of your money
With nothing in return
Yet you can invest all your weekend
With happenings every turn

Lalalala


CIANCIA
Ciancia, it’s getting tough
Down on faces, outta luck
Ciancia, you’re getting out
You’ll find a way somehow

Ciancia, oh anyway
It’s a tough crowd I gotta say
Gonna find you out when you least appear
To disappear

Into the shady shade
Of winters grey

Osterstrauss, it’s wonderful
Host you here, with the crowd
Osterstrauss, so you’re getting out
You’ll find someplace somehow

Oh, Osterstrauss, how did you know?
When things got bad
You hid the lot
It’ll come back full circle stop
If you believe in me
And take charge of situation
It will be all taken care of
Thru the hard times
You go straight, straight to the show

Ciancia, it’s getting tough
Down on faces, outta luck
Ciancia, you’re getting out
You’ll find a way somehow
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh

BURN IT
Talk about what you can
Talk about love
Talk about forever

Everything under sand
Whats about this
What about the other

Talk about what you plan
What you plan

Everything under the sun
In the desert lots of fun
Everything under the sun
You can burn it once you’re done

Talk about what you can
Talk about love
Talk about forever

Everything under stand
What about this
What about the other
Everything seems so grand
So grand

Everything under the sun
In the desert lots of fun
Everything under the sun
You can burn it once you’re done
Everything under the sun
In the desert everything’s done
So done


AIRLASH
When I see you smile
Makes the class worthwhile
Passion at a high

Sense a new advance
Sentimental chance
So down to freestyle

Slip around again
‘Till the very end
Sunshine all over

Cryin’ at the chance
Keepin’ up your stance
Everything so loud

And I see the cloud
It is always wow
Hunting for a single glance

But I feel no pain
It’s all over again
Then I see you come around

Make your maker
Shake your taker
Everything is turnt around

If you need a way
To reach the edge of day
Gonna make it nickel bound

And I feel no shame
When you’ve come again
And you hear me hold it out

But I feel no shame
Coming ‘round again
Everything is where it’s at
Said where it’s at


THOT PATROL
It’s fitting to know
How the old thoughts go
Away into shade
Of direct oblivion
Good speed done time
When you’ve picked the rhyme
Destruct, devour
Your religion

So late in the game
We’re doing fine
Painting a name
That sits on our waist side

Thot control
On patrol

Mindful of day
Shortened coats of play
Hoping for once
Choice in opinion
Way by your side
Exactly as assigned

It’s late in the game
We’re doing fine
Painting a name
That sits on our waist side

Thought patrol
On control
Oh, thought patrol
That’s how thots go

Thought control
On patrol
Turn old, lose glow
It’s return of the same old show
Thot control
On patrol


PAGING LISA
Hiding faces sunshine almonds on my back
Simply put I fail to shoot
My belongings in your shack
Were gone by the time I was here
It was much too late I fear
Symbols all green and red
Turn out wherever I appear

The happening you invited me to
Is now just a simple excuse
To get away
Stay away
From you

Your tiny mazes locked up safely in a pouch
Eight-thirty where have you been
I’m waiting to announce
It’s fall by the time I was here
It was much too late I fear
Symbols all green and red
Turn out wherever I appear

And the happening you invited me to
Is now just a painful excuse
To get away
Stay away
From you


CRAZY PAVING
We’re the seven low ride
Look good in the sky
Saving graces aside
Which we’d rather not hide

Sending postcards back to the staff ladies
He’s travellin’ through time to make up his mind

Pluckin’ feathers from ghosts
Arranging ducks in a row
Focused on ‘em all night
It startled up in a fright

Sending postcards back to the staff ladies
Telling them all the wine is just fine in rhyme

Walking out to a park
Sneaking nascent to die with the fires burning bright

Still the seven low ride
Still look good in the sky
Wingman says she’s alright
As he flies into night

Sending postcards back to the staff ladies
It’s ok we found time to write some line

Walking out to the dark
Crazy paving is all that I got, isn’t a lot


FRESH ATM
What you got are stories
Stories not often heard
What you got are real stories
Of the absurd

What you got are stories
Stories not often heard
What you got are real stories
Of the absurd

What you got are stories
Stories not often heard
What you got are stories
Just like above

What you got are stories
Stories not often heard
What you got are real stories
Of the absurd

What you got are stories
Stories not often heard
What you got are real stories
Of the absurd
Of the absurd
Of the absurd

What you got are stories
Stories not often heard
What you got are real fine stories
Of the absurd

What you got are stories
Stories not often heard
What you got are real fine stories
Of the absurd
Of the absurd
Of the absurd

What you got are stories
Stories not often heard
What you got are real stories
And sense of the us
Get fresh!


FOR YOUR CONVENIENCES
For your conveniences I’ll tell you what you don’t wanna hear
For your conveniences I’ll get you before your flowers my dear
For your conveniences you’ll never know what it takes to get going
For your conveniences you’ll never see another show from me

Taking changes that are so plain to see
Predictable like them and me
It’s all a gas light to some extent

For your conveniences you’ll never know what it takes to get going
For your conveniences I’ll get you before your flowers my dear
For your conveniences I’ll tell you things you don’t wanna hear
But not here
For your conveniences you’ll never see another show from
Show from me
Show from me
Chouffer me

Taking chances that are so plain to see
Predictable like them and me
It’s all a gas light to some extent like fuses, like fuses

For your conveniences I got your fuses
For your conveniences I won’t tell you anything
For your conveniences


SAVE FOR NO FUTURE
You’re a star taker
Kidnap them to trustees
Such a heart ringer
Doing just as you please

You save for no future
Save for no future
Ain’t it the way it goes

You save for no future
Save for no future
Anyway that it flows
Don’tcha know

You’re a spy taker
Writing on the white wall
Such a heart breaker
For the rest of us young
For the rest of us young

Save for no future
Save for no future
And you know (save for no future)
No future
No future

Just a star taker
Kidnap them to trustees
Such a heart bringer
Doing just as you please
Doing just as you please
Doing just as you please
Doing just as you please
Doing just as you please


CENTER MARIO
Have you seen hairy legs at your best
Took it in a way, take it away, it’s a little shiny
Over summers night it’s a rest

Waking now waking now walking out just fine
So out of your mind
Well looking so for looking lost
With your Vespidae spiked bottle of wine doing fine, fine

Center Mario center stage, exit left
Audience roar, storm the stage, whatever’s left

Another day another life to begin
Working out fine, fa-fa-fa-fine
Working the plan to the neck
Next day when summer sets legally blind

Center Mario center stage, exit left
Audience roar, storm the stage, whatever’s left

Hope doctors orders, orders are sent
Via layered complex algorithmic signals their black car front view
Bending the shades for a common due
Do you? Do you?

Center Mario center stage, exit left
Audience roar, storm the stage, whatever’s left, left