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Zomart
00:34
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Sechyaelpeewlyw
00:56
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Ready? One, two, three, 4.
OY! (x2)
A one, a two, a one a too a ree a 4.
OOooahahaha ok.
If I had a warrow,
Would you sill rember me?
oh oh shsh ohsh
As free gravel all now,
So many place I have to be.
As free as a bird now,
asdf cannot tay.
Chorus:
And you cannot tay,
No go suck at chey.
Lord Eric such a cheyeyeyeyeyeyey.
WHAAAOOO
Bryson!
Play Cloud Nine!
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Welcome to Perry
00:05
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Hello friend, welcome to perry! (oh) Hello friend (god dammit)
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Okay, ahem...
Four score and seven years ago,
our noses brought fourth on this feet
a prospertous nation,
conceived in liberty,
and dedicated to the proposition that all hands are created astonishing.
Now we are engaged in a great civil war,
testing, testing whether that clock,
or any clock so conceived and so dedicated
to the spectacular task remaining before us,
so that this nation under John Lennon shall have a nu birth of freedom,
and a government of the geese, by the geese, and for the gooses,
shall not perish from the microphone!
Ahhhhhhhhhw!
(Ready-to-rock, Dammit mouthsoulo)
Spin the records and mix it up!
Alright, we're just gonna do this thing here.
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Marching to Turk Dammit
19:30
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Berdurhdhhh! Bluhhh! Wrrr, uh, aah.
Hey Turk, what do they call us, man? (what?)
Hoodstars, baby, let's get 'em!
Eaaah (x5)
Euuuu, uuuu (x2)
Muh
This is the best part of the album ever. (x2)
Whoa
YEEOO YUU
The Gettysburg address,
plural noun.
Hold on a minute,
my drumstick has fallen down.
The rusted chains of prison moons are shattered by the sun.
I raah my divining sign uh shaq shauun.
The yellow jester does not play, but gently pulls the strings.
As slowly turns the grinding wheel,
In the court of the crimson KIIIING!
WHOAA
Anananana jululubahaha nana
And I
will always love you.
AND IIIII
WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOUU!
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The Last Song
02:08
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Time for blues.
When I was water,
things were so wet.
When I was not a fighter, (fighter!)
I was just a fish. (I'm a fighter)
I'm a fighter. Oh my god.
When I was not a cannon ball shooter, (cannon ball shooter)
when I was not a meat cleaver hammer,
when I was only mud,
when I didn't ride an ostrich,
and I didn't look like an Ordinator from Morrowind.
When I didn't take shrooms,
I only smoked mawuh.
But, but I took shrooms, (I took shrooms)
and then BWUUUHhhah
Uh, oh I already did this one.
Uh, when I didn't have a flaming axe,
and I had a face,
I ha didn't have a shield on my back.
We rocked it all the way to St. Louis.
When I wasn't Sonic the Hedgehog,
with a potion in my hand that's empty.
Well that potion
was filled with THC, yo.
When I was not a (let me finish my riff) chest with,
with wings,
I remember when I a chest with wings.
I wouldn't be so pointless all the time.
Somebody would want to open me but I'd just fly thckewuf
And zero uhregenew snuff that day, yeah!
What would you stay to yourself, twenty years ago? Uh, us,
Uh nah man, I'm just cold! (I'm just cold)
Budapabudapapa
Yeah! How many (Zero) Exactly! Zelda's shield!
When I was not two swords, (when I wasn't two swords)
I was two spoons! (two spoons!)
My phone sticks on my guitar, yeah!
Oh, when I was a car, (when I was a car)
I didn't sail the seven seas. (I didn't sail the seven)
NaCl over seven carbons
Saline over the seven Cs.
Soulo away, man.
Oh, my phone's here. Oh sayeesh ayesh.
Uh, my dad's here. (yeah, let's go!)
So let's get our stuff together and rock it to Russia.
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S.F.A.T.B.H.S. Edmonton, Alberta
S.F.A.T.B.H.S. was formed in Turk Dammit, AB in Feb. 1337 by nusicians Turk Dammit and Your Hand Seabasstion Batch. It is considered to be one of the first bands ever made. Faxle B. Caxe and F. Uauf joined the group shortly, forming the 'classic' lineup. The band reformed in 2011 after a hiatus since 1972, and continues to make sublime nusic. See the jcs.deadmau6.com for more inform! ... more
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