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Christmas Album II

Started by poo, October 23, 2019, 09:00:57 PM

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poo


hamfist

oh ja !

Janie Jones and I were talking about the last one at the meet last weekend and I did say I hoped to record more daftness soon.

hamfist

A couple of songs would lend themselves nicely to another lovely collaboration. Twelve Days of Christmas or Do They Know It's Christmas pour exemple

Glebe

I keep wanting to do more little things and stick them on vocaroo, but I'm just afraid I've gone far enough down the madness-hole at this stage... ah fuck it, if people are up for it, I'm game with my shite little ideas!

Ferris

My son has gone bonkers on instruments, so I've got all the weird ones out in the living room. If you need my ukulele skills, or a nice lead line on the stylophone, I'm here for everyone.

chveik

pancreas could sing us a rap

Ferris

Quote from: chveik on October 24, 2019, 12:47:53 AM
pancreas could sing us a rap

And I could do a shit on my turntable, but that doesn't mean it's a good idea for this project.

touchingcloth

Quote from: FerriswheelBueller on October 24, 2019, 12:48:48 AM
And I could do a shit on my turntable, but that doesn't mean it's a good idea for this project.

Thurded.

Shoulders?-Stomach!

There must be one Christmas rap we can lampoon, from the annals of hippety hoppety.


petril

a cover of the Pet Shop Boys cover of Always On My Mind

Dex Sawash

What a Wonderful (clowne)World

Shoulders?-Stomach!

All around me are familiar faeces
Interspecies churned out faeces
Shite that's curled out for its coily value
Going nowhere, grogan poo bear

Their tears are filling up their asses
No digestion, no digestion
Turtlehead, I want to flush my burrow
No tug morrow, no tug morrow

And I find it kinda flopsy, I find it kinda sad
That the creams which I'm trying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to belmert, I find it hard to shake
When poove-mons bot in circles it's a very very
Mad hole, mad hole

Stooligong waiting for the day he feel good
Ploppy birthday, ploppy birthday
Made to feel the way that every stool should
Shit and glisten, shit and glisten
Went to do stool and I was very nervous
No one blew me, no one blew me
Hello Gloylot, tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me, shook my chute ghee

And I find it kinda runny, I find it kinda slides
The creams in which I'm trying make my tract eject for miles
I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take
When poove mons bum in circles it's a very very

Mad hole, mad hole
Enlarge your hole
Mad hole

Ferris

Quote from: Shoulders?-Stomach! on October 24, 2019, 12:43:47 PM
All around me are familiar faeces
Interspecies churned out faeces
Shite that's curled out for its coily value
Going nowhere, grogan poo bear

Their tears are filling up their asses
No digestion, no digestion
Turtlehead, I want to flush my burrow
No tug morrow, no tug morrow

And I find it kinda flopsy, I find it kinda sad
That the creams which I'm trying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to belmert, I find it hard to shake
When poove-mons bot in circles it's a very very
Mad hole, mad hole

Stooligong waiting for the day he feel good
Ploppy birthday, ploppy birthday
Made to feel the way that every stool should
Shit and glisten, shit and glisten
Went to do stool and I was very nervous
No one blew me, no one blew me
Hello Gloylot, tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me, shook my chute ghee

And I find it kinda runny, I find it kinda slides
The creams in which I'm trying make my tract eject for miles
I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take
When poove mons bum in circles it's a very very

Mad hole, mad hole
Enlarge your hole
Mad hole

Amazing

chveik


hamfist

YESSS MATE, that's the spirit Shoulders, that's the spirit !

Pink Gregory

fucking 'chute ghee'

That's a keeper.

hamfist

Quote from: Dex Sawash on October 24, 2019, 12:20:54 PM
What a Wonderful (clowne)World

I see helmets gleam, red noses too
I see them unsheathe to push in your poo
And I milke all my glands: what a spit-licky world

I see beaks of brown in clouds of white
The barbs, the veins, dipped in your shite
And I milke all my glands: what a spit-licky world

The colons are in ruins, blood and shit clot in the bile
Speckled with the faeces of dead people on the pile
I see cocks going in, cocks going out
Up to the nuts in Sauerkraut

I hear Juggy cry, I watch him spurt
And I realise that I'm for dessert
And I milke all my glands: what a spit-licky world
Yes I milke all my glands: what a spit-licky world

Dex Sawash

Quote from: hamfist on October 24, 2019, 01:40:13 PM
I see helmets gleam, red noses too
I see them unsheathe to push in your poo
And I milke all my glands: what a spit-licky world

I see beaks of brown in clouds of white
The barbs, the veins, dipped in your shite
And I milke all my glands: what a spit-licky world

The colons are in ruins, blood and shit clot in the bile
Speckled with the faeces of dead people on the pile
I see cocks going in, cocks going out
Up to the nuts in Sauerkraut

I hear Juggy cry, I watch him spurt
And I realise that I'm for dessert
And I milke all my glands: what a spit-licky world
Yes I milke all my glands: what a spit-licky world

Great but type it out faster like joey ramone sang it

I'd put sleigh bells to Bempt Luego, but it has vanished from the web. :(

Ferris

Quote from: Huxleys Babkins on October 24, 2019, 03:53:22 PM
I'd put sleigh bells to Bempt Luego, but it has vanished from the web. :(

Where De Santa at? / Get De Santa on

the

Quote from: Huxleys Babkins on October 24, 2019, 03:53:22 PMI'd put sleigh bells to Bempt Luego, but it has vanished from the web. :(

      https://we.tl/t-GLVwIpqqbZ

That's from when I did the Club Tropicana version, so it's been processed and noise-gated a bit to cut through/sound less like it's been scraped off a shoe, and also time-corrected as the original was all over the fucking place.

     

State of those warp markers.

BPM is 117, and the WAV starts and ends on-bar.

poo

Oof, insane quality already. Thinking of doing one about Mizbet power-fucking eye sockets, set to Mistletoe and Wine.

Stoneage Dinosaurs

I'd be up for duetting with pancreas on Fairytale of New Pork if the opportunity arises. Haven't yet decided which of us would be Shaun or Kirsty though.

pancreas

I accept. I think you can probably sing higher than me. Nevertheless, I should be K I reckon.

poo

(mistletoe and wine)


De Weggwe id king, de boldo-core sin
Good days is gone, a darkness begin
Dream of sunshine, dream of day
No longer mine friend, it now time for new way

Clistmas time, milkenment is mine
Beading, bleeding, for you do I pine
Wid tentacled wheenus an gob down the forsk
A time for de gloam, a time for B-Worsk

A time for gapin', a time for probin'
A time for infectin', not believin'
Benthos callin', Mizbet too
Wish not for de good tings, he come to see you

Clistmas time, milkenment is mine
Beading, bleeding, for you do I pine
Wid tentacled wheenus an gob down the forsk
A time for de gloam, a time for B-Worsk

Silent night
Holy night

A time for creamin', a time for screamin',
A time for peenin', not for dreamin'
Clistmas is bleak, Clistmas is beak,
A time for pwning and megma and reek.

Clistmas time, silent night
Milkenment is mine, holy night
Beading, bleeding, for you do I pine
Wid tentacled wheenus an gob down the forsk
A time for de gloam, a time for B-Worsk

hamfist

Speechless. tentacled wheenus !

hamfist

Quote from: hamfist on October 24, 2019, 01:40:13 PM
I see helmets gleam, red noses too
I see them unsheathe to push in your poo
And I milke all my glands: what a spit-licky world

I see beaks of brown in clouds of white
The barbs, the veins, dipped in your shite
And I milke all my glands: what a spit-licky world

The colons are in ruins, blood and shit clot in the bile
Speckled with the faeces of dead people on the pile
I see cocks going in, cocks going out
Up to the nuts in Sauerkraut

I hear Juggy cry, I watch him spurt
And I realise that I'm for dessert
And I milke all my glands: what a spit-licky world
Yes I milke all my glands: what a spit-licky world

ooops.

https://soundcloud.com/hamfist-4200220/spit-lickey-world

chveik


pancreas