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1986 Eye Beater
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2001 Days Like These
2001 Alcan Back
2001 Sleepy Sloppy
2001 Dad Day Jam
2002 Unfit
2002 The Key of G
2003 Daffy Day
2003 Januweary
2003 Post-Key
2003 Fatiguitar
2003 Oh No
2005 Waiting
2005 Sun Strike
2006 Stinky Room
2006 Schtupid
2007 Coy Pun
2007 Post-Ides
2007 Post-Ideas
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2007 Warble
2007 Another Same Day
2007 And Another
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2007 Lunch Broken
2007 Mayo
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2007 Mayonandon
2007 Mayoff
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2007 Juneonandon
2007 Two Song Rule
2007 Cavy Fury
2007 Infinity Daze
2007 Fall Start
2007 False Tart
2007 Fall End
2008 New Ear
2008 Decadend
  • Title: Lunch Broken
  • Artist: Trex
  • Timespan: 2007
  • Theme: more guitar-filled lunch breaks
  • Length: 67:05
  • Tracks: 25
  • Lyrics: 25
  • MP3s: 25 play all locally
  • Rating: rate this album

Track List

# title lyrics time download listen started recorded rating
1 Genuine Intro lyrics 0:20 download listen locally - 2007-04-24
2 Didn't Like the Sixawon lyrics 3:33 download listen locally - 2007-04-24
3 14 Year Intro lyrics 0:29 download listen locally - 2007-04-24
4 Where Is the Gold lyrics 3:37 download listen locally - 2007-04-24
5 Decoalesce lyrics 2:33 download listen locally - 2007-04-24
6 Century Punk lyrics 9:26 download listen locally - 2007-04-24
7 Waiting in Pain lyrics 3:12 download listen locally - 2007-04-24
8 Broken On lyrics 2:18 download listen locally - 2007-04-24
9 Broken Off lyrics 3:26 download listen locally - 2007-04-24
10 Limited Intelligence lyrics 2:09 download listen locally - 2007-04-24
11 It's Awful lyrics 2:17 download listen locally - 2007-04-26
12 Punk Rocker lyrics 2:10 download listen locally - 2007-04-26
13 Another Another lyrics 1:46 download listen locally - 2007-04-26
14 Cheap Intro lyrics 0:28 download listen locally - 2007-04-26
15 Anananana lyrics 2:27 download listen locally - 2007-04-26
16 Anananana Encore lyrics 1:56 download listen locally - 2007-04-26
17 Trimonk Guitar lyrics 3:03 download listen locally - 2007-04-26
18 Gorillas lyrics 1:23 download listen locally - 2007-04-26
19 Unvisited lyrics 2:55 download listen locally - 2007-04-26
20 Unvisited Revisited lyrics 1:23 download listen locally - 2007-04-26
21 Closed Door Intro lyrics 0:12 download listen locally - 2007-04-26
22 Closed Door Policy lyrics 3:29 download listen locally - 2007-04-26
23 Final Preshower lyrics 1:01 download listen locally - 2007-04-26
24 Funky Punk lyrics 6:07 download listen locally - 2007-04-30
25 Cannot Talk lyrics 5:25 download listen locally - 2007-04-30
Total 67:05 play all locally album rating:

Notes

These are a little more musical than the last batch. It's still a demonstration of diminishing returns; I was recording way too many songs per day. Only at the end of the month did I slow down.

Songs

Genuine Intro

Sounds like I was getting frustrated. And I hadn't even played any notes yet!

Lyrics to "Genuine Intro":

all right today is the 24th
i had a genuine delight
ah shoot
stupid poster
i had a genuine delight in coming into this room to practice
and now this poster is pissing me off
god darn it
poster get out of my face
  

Didn't Like the Sixawon

Sigh. These songs just keep getting worse and worse. Either that, or my ears just get tireder and tireder.

Lyrics to "Didn't Like the Sixawon":

all right as i was saying
i have  a genuine delight
in coming in here
i'm gonna do some guitar stuff
and then i'm gonna get on and do some tripecac
working on the last song of the album
working on the last song of the album

i'm working on the last song of the album
i'm working on the last song of the album

the album's name is sixawon
at some point i think i had a point
the album's name is sixawon
oh i get it now; 601

i think it started with the 601st song
i think it started with the 601st song
i think it started with the 601st song

sixawon
was not very fun
felt like a bum
didn't take a run

didn't like the sixawon
didn't like the sixawon
there ain't not other half dozen
didn't like the sixawon

that was my song called "didn't like the sixawon"
  

14 Year Intro

What quicking thinking.

Lyrics to "14 Year Intro":

my next song is a very very well thought out composition
took me about 14 years to write
the name of it is
um gosh man my brain is so crammed full of the complexity of this next piece
that i just cannot remember such trivial things as the title
the title of the song i do now remember
this is my piece
i wrote it for 14 years
the name of this song is called my 14 year dirge
ready
  

Where Is the Gold

This starts painfully dumb, but then turns catchy. I named it after the catchy part. Unfortunately, the recording stops during the nice bit.

Finally, a spark of life in this long string of duds!

Lyrics to "Where Is the Gold":

uno dos uno dos tres quatro

14 year dirge
i had an urge
to play
for 14 years

but i couldn't get around to it
i couldn't get around to it
i couldn't get around  to it
i couldn't get around to it

i couldn't get around to it
i couldn't get around to it

so i practiced for 14 years
i practiced for 14 years
and maybe and maybe and maybe yeah

you know it's been 10 years
since i finished where's my muse
that makes me feel so old

all this other tripecac
has come in the meantime
not much of it is gold

where are the hits
where is the maturity
where is the gold
i'm feeling old

where is the crime
i'm screwing up all the time
where is the old wise man
that i expected to be

where is the gold
where are the gray hairs
where are the mature synapses lurking

where is the gold
where are the catchy melodies
where is the writing
where is the technique

where is the gold
why do i sound like i'm still 6 years old

why do i still play guitar
like when i was just a teen
where is the gold
where is the maturity

where is the gold
where is the gold
i'm feeling old
my skills are beginning to mold

where is the gold
where did it go
i'm feeling old
i'm feeling slow

where is the gold
i do not know
where is the gold
i'm feeling slow

when am i gonna get anywhere with my music
when am i gonna get anywhere with my career

where is the gold
i'm on a rainbow
it's a very high climb up here

so where is the gold
where is the gold you leprochaun
  

Decoalesce

I was back on 4-track. Another semi-catchy idea. Kinda loses it after a while.

Lyrics to "Decoalesce":

same day
same song
no, i won't play the same song
i just played it
that last one was called where's the gold
it showed how order can emerge from chaos
when put into the correct hands
trex is always about
the soup of mess 
occasionally coalesce 
into something
that regard
the resembles a pie

the soup of chaos
the soup of mess
occasionally will coalesce
into something that looks deliberate

the soup of chaos
the soup of mess
will occasionally coalesce
into something that looks deliberate

the soup of chaos
the soup of mess
will occasionally coalesce
into something that sounds harmonic

the soup of chaos
the soup of mess
the soup of chaos
the soup of mess
the soup of chaos
the soup of mess
will coalesce

the soup of chaos
so ???

and then the order will return
to the chaos from which it was born
then the order will return
it will decompose and be eaten by worms

then the order will return
back to the soupy soupy mess
then the order will decoalesce
it will decoalesce

it will decoalesce

that was called "decoalesce"
  

Century Punk

Kinda dumb, but the main riff toward the end isn't too bad, just repetitive. The lyrics are marginally witty.

Lyrics to "Century Punk":

this next one
hopefully the last one
before i get onto the real music which is tripecac
this next song is called
i'll pick the title at the end of the song, ok
again, today is april the 24th 2077
the second coming of true punk

it's very rare for somebody to still own an electric guitar in 2077
electric guitars were outlawed in the 2050s
and then people forgot about them for a couple of decades
and now on the black market 
electric guitars are no longer considered dangerous to social health

'cause everybody knows that in 2039
a doctor invented a longevity drug
and everybody lived to be 150
so we had all these wrinkled old widows
all these old wrinkled old widows

and they hated the loud music 
that you play on guitar
they hated all this noise
and they outnumbered us by far

and when the first woman became president
i'm not talking about hillary clinton 
because it turned out she actually not a woman
when the first true woman was elected president she was 130 years old
very ugly
because although people had invented longevity
they hadn't dealt with the whole bodily decomposation
decomposation
decomposation
decomposation
her name was mrs decomposation

anyway when she was finally elected
one of the first laws she put into effect
was the outlawing of all noise-making devices

that included several things which i do not object to at all
including cars, motorcycles, and trucks
but unfortunately it also included electric guitars, keyboards, stereos, speakers
even beads
she outlawed beads, can you imagine that?

fortunately, in 2074, the terrorists created the anti-longevity pill
they spilled it into our country's and eventually the entire world's water supply
people then commenced to die at exactly 100 years old

so we don't have all these old fogies anymore
and now
although, technically technically i'm dead
well, except that i didn't drink the water
i just drank my corona light
i'm technically not dead
technically not dead
i'm technically not dead
i think

i'm 104 years old today
i guess i should be dead
anyway
the terrorists got rid of most of the old people
and although i'm 104, i'm young at heart and i love to play the guitar
while other people were obsessing with being as old as they can
i just kept on with my normal routine and exercising and eating modestly
and i still look not a day over 95
and i still sound like i'm 34

so here i am playing guitar
probably the only one in the world
playing guitar
at 104 years old

[scat]

so i'm supposed to pick a title for this song, eh?

i'm thinking
my brain doesn't work so fast
i am 104 you know

how about century punk?

century punk

a century punk
i am a century punk
the widows just thought this music was junk

and now i 
???

time to wind it up

century punk
i am a century punk
i am a century punk
the music

i am a century punk
i am a century punk
the widows thought our music was junk

but i lived like a monk
and now i am 104 years old
and everyone above 100 beside of me
is history
except of course giovanna

who is my guitarist
i am the vocalist
this is giovanna on guitar
go, girl

we are century punks
we are the century punks
we are the century punks

we are the century punks
we are the century punks
we are the century punks

ok 
i admit
it's junk









  

Waiting in Pain

The title was a pun on a Bob Marley song. My version is much simpler and dumber, although I think it has a sort of simple, dumb appeal.

Lyrics to "Waiting in Pain":

same day
waiting in pain

i don't want no waiting in pain
i don't want no waiting in pain
day after day it seems the same
i'm waiting waiting waiting waiting in pain

i don't want no waiting in pain
i don't want no waiting in pain
day after day waiting in vain
it's always the same refrain

i'm sorry i'm gonna be late
i'm sorry travis, i just can't make it

i don't want no waiting in pain
i don't want no waiting in pain
and you always cancel
you always always arrive so bloody late

i don't want no waiting in pain
i don't want no waiting in pain
day after day i find myself waiting in vain
i'm waiting away in pain

i don't want no waiting

tick tock tick tock tick tock tick tock tick tock

that was called waiting in pain
  

Broken On

This one has a nice thick guitar sound, but not much in the way of melody or interest.

Lyrics to "Broken On":

same day 24 april 2007
this one's called broken pencil on top of monitor
but the short name for it is broken on
broken on

broken on
broken on
broken on

that was broken on
  

Broken Off

Ugh. The sad thing is that it sounds like I was turning off the 4-track between songs, which means I was actually rehearsing this stuff beforehand.

This one's almost funny in parts, though.

Lyrics to "Broken Off":

this one's called broken off
1 2 3

i'm broken off
i'm broken off
i'm broken off
i'm broken off

i'm broken off
i'm broken off
i'm broken off

this is american punk at its worst
kinda like the skunk cabbage in the forest
it stinks and it's yellow like ???
it stinks and it's yellow like ???

i'm broken off
i'm broken off
i'm an american
trying to play punk

skunk cabbage is yellow ??? 
this song stinks
skunk cabbage is yellow [scat]

or we are french
we sing our proto-rock
or we are french
we are so saucy
we are french
yoo hoo ??? francais ???
??? coo coo coo caca wee

we are espanolish
we are the banditos of rock
we are norteamericanas
and we just like to sound like to eat 
tacos and burritos
we are mexicanos
we like to rock
just like pizza taco

mamma mia i'm italiana
i like to rock
but i cannot get my accent straight
because i drank too much vino vino vino
vino vino vino

i am a frat boy
i've got an attitude
i go to college
i like to sound like a surfer dude
like man like
hey yeah
let's drink some beer

we like to rock
we are the world
we like to rock
but we don't know how
we like to rock
we just pretend to know how to rock
we just pretend to know how to rock

we rocking off
we rocking off
we rocking off
we rocking off
we are every nation of the world
trying to rock

but we all lead a life
we rocking off
we all lead a life
we rocking off
we are every stupid nation of the world

one last 
one last guest vocalist
by downie yay downie

we like to rock ah
we like to play the bike
jodie on guitar
we like to play jodie on guitar
  

Limited Intelligence

The music is almost catchy, and the lyrics are kinda funny. Not too bad overall. For Trex.

Lyrics to "Limited Intelligence":

2 3 4

the pressure's on to say something witty
but i don't if i can i can
the pressure's on to say something genius
but i don't if i can ???

'cause i'm a limited intelligence kinda boy
a limited intelligence kinda boy
a limited intelligence kinda boy
yeah

i don't know
how to sing or how the chords go
i don't know
what i played during the last verse

'cause i'm a limited intelligence boy
limited intelligence boy
limited intelligence boy
yeah

i take the dumb classes but that's ok
'cause all my friends are cool with me
they all take dumb classes and wear baseball caps
when we're not being seen by the evil teachers

'cause the teachers are the evil ones boy
teachers are the evil ones boy
teachers are the evil ones boy
they're the enemy and we all agree

'cause limited intelligence boys
think the teachers are the evils ones boy
limited intelligence boys
think the limited intelligence boys are so cool

a limited intelligence solo
a limited intelligence oh no
limited intelligence can't solo 
because they have an iq below 100

gotta go now
gotta shower
  

It's Awful

Finally, a new day. Unfortunately, it's the same old guitar. And voice.

Fortunately, this one has a hint of catchiness, once the rocky beginning is past.

Lyrics to "It's Awful":

26th of april
1 2 3 4

it's awful
it's awful
we all agree
it's awful

it's awful

it's awful
gotta stop it
better stop it
better stop it

it's awful
better stop it
it's awful
[???]

you're putting on weight
you're taking off weight
you're changing all your weight
you're changing your hair

you're changing your clothes
you're changing your feet
you're changing your feet
you're changing your feet

you're putting on your shoes
and you're changing your socks
you're changing your jacket
and you're changing your backpack

you're putting on the weight
you're putting on the feet
you're putting on the weight
you're putting on the feet

you're putting on the weight
you're putting on the feet
you're putting on the weight
you're putting on the feet

you're changing your feet
you're changing your feet
you're changing your chords
you're changing your chords

your foot chords
your head chords
your major chords
your power power chords

you're putting on the weight
you're putting on the weight
you're putting on the weight
you're putting on the weight

and you're putting on your feet
you're putting on the feet
you're putting on the feet
you're putting on the feet

you're putting on the weight
you're putting on the weight
you're putting on the weight
you're putting on the weight

and you're putting on your feet
putting on the feet
stop putting on your feet
you got pudding on your feet

you're making pudding in the microwave
'cause you do not trust the gas stove
you're worried that it will explode
you're putting on the weight
and you're turning on the heat

you're turning on the heat
you're turning on the heat
you're turning on the heat
you're turning on the heat

you're turning on the heat
you're turning on the heat
you're turning on the heat
you're turning on the heat

but you're turning on the girls
you're turning on the girls
you're turning on the girls
you're putting on the weight

and you're putting on the weight
and you're turning on the heat
and now it is time to go to sleep
  

Punk Rocker

Making fun of punk. I guess.

Lyrics to "Punk Rocker":

i am a punk rocker
i like ??? sing
i am a punk rocker
i haven't gotten into the post punk thing

i am a punk rocker
i think the ramones are king
i am a punk rocker
i haven't gotten into the post punk thing

we are the punk rockers
we use safety pins
we are homogeneous
we are the punk rock sheep

we are the us punk rockers
we are clones of ourselves
we are clones of the 50s
we are clones of the ramones

we are the us punk rocker sheep

i'm a punk rocker
i don't know how to play
i am a punk rocker
and somehow ??? to play

i am a punk rocker
i don't want to learn
i am a punk rocker
deep inside i'm sensitive

deep inside i'm sensitive
deep inside i'm sensitive
???

we are the punk rockers
us sheep
we are the punk rockers
us sheep

us sheep
ussss sheep



  

Another Another

This one's short because it was at the end of a tape.

Lyrics to "Another Another":

another and another day
another and another day
i think i've seen this thing before
and every day it seems the same

another and another tape
another trex fiasco
another and another tape
another and another tape

by the time i seem to ???
i'm left with not much
by the time i seem to ???
and the phone is buzzing for me

another phone another tape
another samey samey day

homogeny homegeny homegeny
???
homegeny homegeny homegeny
i didn't dream of this

another day another tape
another piece of paper
another trash day
another trash day
another trash day
i gotta throw this away
gotta throw this away
gotta throw this away
gotta throw this away
gotta throw this away

almost out of the tape
i hope my life does not end tomorrow
'cause i haven't put much on the tape yet

that was really bad

bye bye bye bye bye bye bye
bye bye bye bye bye bye bye
bye bye bye bye bye bye bye

april 26
bye bye bye bye bye
  

Cheap Intro

Introducing a new tape. Same attitude, though.

Lyrics to "Cheap Intro":

all right today's the 26th of april 2007
this is being recording through a 4-track on a cheap tape
i think there's a contradiction there
why put stuff on 4-track if it's gonna be on a cheap tape
the answer is trex

if it's getting warbly right now it's because i'm messing with the tape
i'm trying to put the sticker on it while the tape's moving
it's like hot-swapping a hard drive yeah
i'm also wearing a guitar and a screwdriver at the same time yee
  

Anananana

On and on.

Lyrics to "Anananana":

the name of this song is called first one 
hey stop it
it's called another nother nother
anananana
anananana
anananana
if you can spell it, you can write it
anananana

ananananananana...

it's spelled a n a n a n a n a
a n a n a n a n a

ananananananana...

it sounds remarkably like the last song
which hopefully is on a different cd but i don't think so

ananananananana...

the thing is i haven't digitized any of these tapes
i have no idea how they'll sound when i put them on the computer

i don't know if the nuances are buried in the mud
if it's too distorted, if it's too loud
i don't know

i don't know if my vocals are even audible

i don't even know if we even want to hear the nuances
come on, get real; this is trex  
  
ananananananana...

ananananananana...  
  

Anananana Encore

This is basically another version of "Anananana".

Lyrics to "Anananana Encore":

if you thought that was an abrupt ending
and you're crying out for more
'cause i know you want more
you want anananana encore
and that's the name of this song
anananana encore

sounding remarkably like the first one
which sounded remarkably like the last song on the last tape
except i don't have any witty lyrics
well, then again neither did the last song

anananananana...
anananananana...

i have no idea how these all will sound
when they're put on the computer
i have no idea if the nuances will shine through
i have no idea what they'll do to you
  

Trimonk Guitar

Silly song about monkeys.

Lyrics to "Trimonk Guitar":

this is called 3 monkeys on guitars
or just called 3 monkey guitar
trimonk guitar

it's supposed to sound like 3 monkeys on guitar

i make it sound out of tune
so you can pretend that you're in a lounge room
i make it sound like's out of tune tune tune tune

but really there are 3 monkeys on guitar
pretend that we're in african bar
and the monkeys are taking over the band
and they don't know how to count
or tune their guitars

oh oh oh oh ee ee ee ee
monkeys on guitar
oh oh oh oh ee ee ee ee
i don't know what is worse

they monkeys or the singing about the monkeys

the monkeys they never took voice lessons
but that's understandable
because monkeys don't have much of an attention span

the monkeys only learned B C Eb
Ab G chord progression

but that doesn't stop them
from picking up the instruments in the bar
and making a dreadful racket

somebody shoot the monkeys
i think one just ran away with the baboon waitress
  

Gorillas

Punky sequel to Trimonk Guitar.

Lyrics to "Gorillas":

here come the gorillas to chastise the monkeys

we hate the monkeys
we hate the monkeys
we hate the monkeys
tear them all limb from limb

we hate the monkeys
murder the monkeys
even though we're vegetarian

we hate the monkeys
we hate the monkeys
we're gonna tear them
limb from limb from limb

we hate the monkeys
we hate the monkeys
we hate the monkeys
even though we're 

we hate the monkeys
we hate the monkeys
we hate the monkeys
gonna tear them from limb

we hate the monkeys
we hate the monkeys
we're gonna tear them
limb from limb

we hate the monkeys
we hate the monkeys
we hate the monkeys
even though we're vegetarian

we hate the monkeys
we hate the monkeys
we hate the monkeys
we're gonna tear them limb from limb

we hate the monkeys
we hate the monkeys
even though we are 
vegetarian

 
  

Unvisited

One long string of false starts. The idea of a chorus was there, but the execution wasn't.

Lyrics to "Unvisited":

1 2 3
and the ufos don't come down very often
and the chickadees don't visit us anymore
and the trick-or-treaters don't even knock at our

oh what a shame this is
let's try it again

and the ufos don't come down very often
and the chickadees don't don;t come around anymore
and the deer and the raccoons ??? are always in hiding

let's try it again

and the chickadees don't come around very often
and the raccoons and deers we don't see them anymore
and the ufos we haven't seen them in a long long time
and the trick-or-treaters we never see them ???
and the trick-or-treaters
blaa

and the chickadees they don't come around anymore
and the trick-or-treaters
ah this isn't working

and the chickadees they don't come around anymore

and the chickadees they don't come around very often
and the raccoons and the
and the trick-or-
nah, i'm just not getting it, am i

so if i cannot do it
if i cannot do the performance
i'm just gonna play with the toys

and the chickadees don't come around very often
and the raccoons and deers we don't see them anymore
and the ufos don't come around very often
and the trick-or-treaters never come to our door

finally i get the rhyme
door and more
that was the rhyme
how about dork and mourn

and the chickadees don't come around very often
and the ufos don't see them anymore
and the raccoons and deer seemed to have disappeared
and the trick-or-treaters don't come around to our door

and the ufos don't come around very often
and the trick-or-treaters never seem to make it to our door
and the ufos

this one doesn't deserve to go onto cd
  

Unvisited Revisited

This repeats the vocal idea of "Unvisited" with different music.

Lyrics to "Unvisited Revisited":

but this one does
it's excruciatingly different from the last one

and the ufos
and the chickadees

god it sounds like a bunch of monkeys

chickadees don't come around very often
ufos don't see them anymore
and the neighbors don't bring us cookies
and the trick-or-treaters just leave bags of poop on our door
  

Closed Door Intro

Kinda sums up the Trex philosophy.

Lyrics to "Closed Door Intro":

this one is definitely filler
it doesn't need to be put on cd
i don't know what's gonna happen to stuff like this though
i think i'm out of ideas for the day
i think i need to record over this
no i won't
let's keep going
maybe i'll come up with a nice idea now
  

Closed Door Policy

Sloppy at the start, then catchy, then sloppy at the end.

Lyrics to "Closed Door Policy":

at any time i will be interrupted
at any time i will be interrupted

i want a closed door policy
i wanna hole up with myself
i want a closed door policy
for the sake of efficiency

i want a closed door policy
???
??? closed door policy
for the sake of efficiency

i wanna note ???
i want ???

i like my closed door policy
helps me optimize efficiency
i like my closed door policy
i can take lunch breaks where i play the guitar

i like my closed door policy
i like my lunch breaks
i hope the floor doesn't cave in
'cause i hear it creakin'

i like my closed door policy
???
for the sake of efficiency

will you have a closed door policy with me
you wanna call me to ??? efficiency

you wanna share my closed door policy ee ee
you wanna use your remote desktop with me

i have a closed door policy
for the sake of efficiency
i have a closed door policy
i like my lunch breaks

i have a closed door policy
for the sake of efficiency
i like my closed door policy
and my guitar-filled lunch breaks

they might sometimes run a little long
they might sometimes run a little long
they might sometimes run a little long
they might sometimes run a little long

they might sometimes run a little long
they might sometimes run a little long
they might sometimes run a little long
they might sometimes run a little long

i like the closed door policy
for the sake of efficiency
i like my closed door policy
and my lunch breaks

i like the closed door policy
for the sake of efficiency
will you join me in my closed door policy
  

Final Preshower

The inevitable interruption came during this one. It's too bad, because it was sounding semi-interesting.

Lyrics to "Final Preshower":

and now for the final song before my shower

i
like 
i gotta go
told you it was the last song
heh heh heh heh
  

Funky Punk

This starts off as pathetic noodling with barely audible vocals but builds in intensity and becomes moderately entertaining near the end.

Lyrics to "Funky Punk":

it's april 30th 2007
not in a very good mood today

???
everything i do seems like a ???
???

i just want to get rid of the ju
yikes come on, hit the right chords, travis

i just want to get rid of the junk
an attitude it feels like the breath of skunk
i just want to get rid of my junk
spring cleaning my attitude that feels so rude and so punk

i feel i feel like junk
i feel i feel like junk
my attitude is like the smells of a skunk
my attitude ah i'm in a funk

i feel junk i feel so junky
like the breath of a skunk
i feel so junk feel so junky
breath of the skunk the breath of a skunk

i don't have the dignity of a monk
my attitude reeks like the break of a skunk
i have a really bad funk
this portion of the music can sometimes bouy my spirits from

funk to punk
funk to punk
funk to punk
funk to punk

a funka to punka
a funka to punka
a funka to punka
a funka to punka

i'm always worried about the changes
everybody seems to want to take my life to new ranges
i just wanna see what i can do with the toys i already have
and i just want to make the most of my routine

so i'm in a funk when they say you've gotta embrace changes
i get in a funk when they say you've got to take your life to new ranges
new ranges make me feel like the breath of a skunk
new places make me feel like the stinky breath of the skunk
right before it gets hit by the car and smooshed into a fluffy puddle of muck

bye bye skunk
hello funk
bye bye skunk
i'm still in a funk

i smill like the breath of a dying squooshy skunk
i feel like the foot twitching on the death of a skunk
floofy puddle of wet bloody entrail entombed skunk
smooshed on the side of the road by a mack truck
half its brains all oozing out of part of its head
and the smell is atrocious
and the vultures are circling
but the cars keep on coming
and smooshing it flatter at least where its back legs used to be
because the front legs are still intact
and one is twitching
and that is how i feel right now

a funky funky funky smell
emanates from the dying skunk

smash the skunk
smash the skunk with a trunk

i'm fluffy skunk in a funk
fluffy skunk in a fluff
flunky flunky flunking the attitude test
better but this song to a rest

i'm the flunky flunky skunk
i'm the skunky skunky junk
trying to play my funky punk
it's not working 'cause i'm in a funk

i'm in a funk
funk
  

Cannot Talk

This starts off as a quiet instrumental. (Instrumental; hey, now there's a thought!)

Unfortunately, after a couple minutes, some vocals kick in. Some not very great vocals.

Lyrics to "Cannot Talk":

we try a bike ride
we try a walk
we still can't talk

communication
just ain't happening
we're on different planes
saying the same thing again and again

communication
we're like the arabs and christians
trying to propagandize our own beliefs
which are tainted by agenda

we try to walk and try to bike ride
but the net result is we both feel tense inside

we still feel tense inside
we still feel tense inside
we feel like this inside

here it is a nice day and we're outside
and we're trying to enjoy it
and we feel like this inside

and then we focus back on the trees
and the ducks and the nice light breeze

we try to bike ride and to walk
but we just still can't talk
'cause we feel like this inside
we feel like this inside
we can't enjoy the walk and the bike ride
we cannot talk when we feel like this inside
we feel like this inside