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Track List

# title lyrics time download listen started recorded rating
1 Pencil Chatter lyrics 1:00 download listen locally - 1988-05-0?
2 Naughty Messica lyrics 2:51 download listen locally - 1988-05-0?
3 Casio Messica lyrics 1:24 download listen locally - 1988-05-0?
4 Markus Teaser lyrics 2:11 download listen locally - 1988-05-0?
5 Stuart Bobert lyrics 7:12 download listen locally 1988-03-30 1988-05-0?
6 Markus Introduction lyrics 2:13 download listen locally 1988-0?-?? 1988-05-0?
7 Markus Cartoons lyrics 8:58 download listen locally 1988-0?-?? 1988-05-0?
8 My Hero lyrics 2:28 download listen locally 1988-0?-?? 1988-05-0?
9 The Health Class lyrics 1:48 - - 1988-0?-?? 1988-05-0?
10 Grunt's Sonnet lyrics 3:42 download listen locally 1988-0?-?? 1988-05-0?
11 Written by Markus lyrics 0:59 download listen locally 1988-0?-?? 1988-05-0?
12 Markus Interview lyrics 2:19 download listen locally 1988-0?-?? 1988-05-0?
13 Markus Jokes lyrics 1:35 download listen locally 1988-0?-?? 1988-05-0?
14 Smash lyrics 4:17 download listen locally - 1988-05-0?
15 Lies lyrics 6:13 download listen locally - 1988-05-0?
16 Really Fast Paced lyrics 1:19 download listen locally - 1988-05-0?
17 Blaa Blaa Blaa Poop lyrics 0:32 download listen locally - 1988-05-0?
18 Seven Stars lyrics 1:55 download listen locally - 1988-05-0?
19 Bye Bye lyrics 0:42 download listen locally - 1988-05-0?
20 Hop Skip lyrics 2:17 download listen locally - 1988-05-0?
21 B Flat Augmented Boogeronie lyrics 2:38 download listen locally - 1988-05-0?
22 You Will Get a Vote lyrics 1:39 download listen locally - 1988-05-0?
23 Last Guitar Song lyrics 2:19 download listen locally - 1988-05-0?
Total 62:31 play all locally album rating:

Notes

This batch of songs for my cousin Kim focuses on the "Markus the Lonely Rabbit" series, which was a bunch of cartoons and skits that I wrote during school. The humor is crude, but I had decent energy, and there are some funny moments, although I can't point to any specific examples. Can you?

The last few songs are a bunch of acoustic guitar improvs. It was rare for me to play guitar back then, especially for Kim. Thankfully.

Songs

Pencil Chatter

This talks about finding a new tape, but not a pencil for labelling the tape. I don't know if it was recorded the same day as the last tape.

Lyrics to "Pencil Chatter":

hello hello hello hello
yo all right thank you
i spent 11 dollars on 4 tapes, all right
now that gets me, that really gets to me
and i'm wasting these like poo
ok this one is number 7 i think
where is a pencil
i'm getting really pissed
i am really getting pissed all right
where is the pencil
i see the cords, i see the trumpet, i see the french horn
see a whole bunch of frenching bugs
i found some dead ones
i'm getting really pissed
all right
that's a way to relieve myself of my anger
that's a way to relieve myself if i was in the bathroom
yo
just gotten your attention
gotten your attention
all right listen
this one is number 7
i found my little pencil
are you nasty
you're sick
that last 3 are junk
they are trash
they are barf
they are the kind of stuff that you would throw away
ooh man that's low
  

Naughty Messica

This continues where the last tape left off, with Jessica asking me to help her sing more songs that she liked. The "funny" thing is that I didn't know most of them, because we were listening to completely different types of music (I was into post-punk and reggae, and she was into the stuff on MTV).

It's almost funny how badly we butchered the songs. Almost. (Actually, her pronunciation of "burglaries" from "Coup d'Etat" is pretty hilarious.)

Lyrics to "Naughty Messica":

JESS:
  maybe

TRAV:
  i never heard this one

JESS:
  just maybe naughty girls need love too
  i've been told time and time again
  that you can't treat love like a game
  i've played rough with hearts that never mend
  and some guys like you do the same
  love was just a 4-letter word
  never heard, how absurd
  how could it be now

  you're not keeping up to the right beat travis

TRAV:
  how does it go
  sing the song

JESS:
  wait, you entertain her
  i have to write it down

TRAV:
  [scat]

JESS:
  stop slobbering on me, disgusting
  he slobbered all over me
  ok ready
  excuse my voice; i haven't been taking chorus lately

  maybe just maybe naughty girls need love too
  i've been told time and time again
  that you can't treat love like a game
  i've played rough with hearts that never mend
  and some guys like you do the same

TRAV:
  i've never heard this song
  sing a sing we, you know
  sing boys don't cry
  sing a good song that i've heard

JESS:
  i don't know any songs that you've heard
  ok ready
  hello, my name is luca
  i live on the second floor

  if you something late at night
  some kind of trouble, some kind of fright
  just don't ask me what it was
  just don't ask me what it was
  just don't ask me what it was
  you're good

TRAV:
  sing something that we know

JESS:
  beat it, just beat it
  how 'bout, how 'bout
  doin' the butt

TRAV:
  i've never heard it

JESS:
  that's amazing
  how 'bout
  all right here's one, ready

  burglaries, bills they take
  cheaters workers, records fake
  arguments

  i can't play that one
  gimme the other one travis
  behind you right there

TRAV:
  no, no, you can't ruin those
  i've already played them

JESS:
  you have

TRAV:
  seriously

JESS:
  oh forget it
  

Casio Messica

As far as I know, this was the only time Jessica played my keyboard. Meanwhile, I played cornet and then percussion. What a mess.

Lyrics to "Casio Messica":

JESS:
  listen to this
  here tell me if i suck

TRAV:
  ???
  you can hear it
  look look look
  ??? microphone
  ok let me fix it

  [burping]

JESS:
  ???

TRAV:
  jessica say goodbye
  say goodbye

JESS:
  bye
  good riddance
  

Markus Teaser

This was a "teaser" for my upcoming reading of the "Markus the Rabbit" series, which was a bunch of stories and cartoons that I wrote in school. Over the years, I had forgotten how much I had written. It's a "teaser" because there's another song we have to get through first ("Stuart Bobert").

The "it's in my room right now" reference implies that I was recording this downstairs. Not that it matters.

Lyrics to "Markus Teaser":

yoo hoo

the next thing i'm gonna read to you is a whole bunch of stuff
from the markus the rabbit series and that is just very strange
it's in my room right now but i'm gonna play something first
this is the introduction

what a waste of tape
all right, well, i'm gonna read the markus the rabbit series
and this is serious stuff
i have been making so many stories about markus the rabbit
so i'm gonna go get 'em and i'll be right back

these are pictures
markus's predecessors
ok the first one, there's a cat with a mouse out of his
  don't be fooled, this mouse's tail is tied there
  oscar could have never have caught it by himself
and then there's a picture of a cat, looks pretty weird
and the caption says:
  believe it or not petie is really a spider
and there's this cat whose whole side of the face
is like totally chewed up and there's warts and stuff
it says:
  this cat has a brain
  but a plunge into the food processor
  caused a loss of brain motor function
and that cat's going
  mow mow
and on the back we have some cats going
  moo ??? and mo
and
  wiggle-limb the jumping grasshopper leg
  underfoot the smooshed tent catepiller
  swatted the bleeding fly
  tasty tail the self-devouring leech
  and all these pictures, really disgusting

the original markus the lonely rabbit manuscripts are lostfar lost
ok, everything's organized, i'm ready to begin
  

Stuart Bobert

This combines lyrics from 2 songs that I had written several weeks earlier. Kinda dumb and offensive. Oh well.

Lyrics to "Stuart Bobert":

i got a couple of songs i wrote in band class
these 2 songs have nothing to do with markus
they were written before he was invented
this is called stuart
and stuart is the middle name of danny
who is the trombone player who sits next to me and he's really awful
ok this is dated march 30th 1988

stuart
he rolled around

ok i'm gonna have to have to some music with this
'cause it's sort of jazzy
all right
ok this is called stuart

he rolled around

oh that sounds good, awesome

he rolled around in the dust on the ground
in a baseball game he played
his team they won but what was fun
was later getting laid

on friday nights he gets in fights
he comes home scratched and bruised
to comfort him his girl comes in
and gently he gets screwed

he goes to school, stands by the rules
and never disobeys
but when he's home he acts his own
he gets his girl to play

d-d-d-d-danny
he can never quench his fire
he's always getting higher
he can't fulfill his desire
his girls they never tire

again

he rolls around in the dust on the ground
in a baseball game that played
his team they won oh but what was fun
was later later getting laid

and on friday nights he likes to get in those fights
he comes home scratched and bruised
to comfort him his girl comes in
and gently he gets screwed

he goes to school, and and he stands by the rules
oh he never, no never disobeys
but when he's home, oh boy, he acts his own
and he gets his girl to play

oh danny
he can never quench his fire
and he's ever getting higher
he can't fulfill his desire

this is called bobert
ok this is, you know allen foster
i've mentioned him several times
his real name is robert allen foster
so i call him bobert
so i call him bob or robert
ok ready march 30th 1988
bobert
yeah

with a fever take some aspirin
allen feels real good
with a heachache and a cold sweat
allen doesn't want to eat his food

he is dying, his teeth are rotting
his mom is afraid to see his room
he's smelling like a doggie
he's very [scat]
very [scat]
very very very very

one more time and then we'll be ready
one more time and then we'll set for this show
hit it

with a fever ??? takes some aspirin
allen is feeling real good
with a heachache and a cold sweat
allen doesn't want to come to school

he is dying, his flesh is rotting
his mom is afraid to see his room
and he is smelling just like a doggie
his very stench foreshadowing his doom

allen he looks like crap
and he smells like crap
what a wreck
what a wreck wreck wreck wreck

vomit on the bed and vomit on the floor
vomit on the walls and vomit on the door
vomit on the bed and vomit on the floor
vomit on the walls and vomit on the door
again
vomit on the bed and vomit on the floor
vomit on the walls and vomit on the door
vomit on the bed and vomit on the floor
whoops gotta hit your mama through the door

sewer odor, organ donor, bloody sheets, red like beets
sewer odor, wooh woh
sewer odor, organ donor, bloody sheets, red like beets
sewer odor, wooh

with a fever take some aspirin
allen is feeling real good good good
with a heachache and a cold sweat
allen doesn't want to eat his food

he is dying, and his flesh is rotting
his mom is afraid to see his room
and he is smelling just like a doggie
his very stench foreshadowing his doom

allen he looks like crap
and and he smells like crap
and what a wreck
what a wreck
what a what a what what a what again

vomit on the bed and vomit on the floor
vomit on the wall and you're out the door
vomit on the bed and vomit on the floor
vomit on the wall, you're out the door

vomit on the bed, vomit on the floor
vomit on the wall and you're out the door
vomit on the bed and vomit on the floor
vomit on the wall and vomit out the door

sewer odor, organ donor, bloody sheets, and red like beets
sewer odor wooh
sewer odor, organ donor, bloody sheets, and red like beets
sewer odor, sewert odor
bobert bobert

all right, did you hear me singing
  

Markus Introduction

Instead of normally reading my stories to the tape recorder like I had done in the past, I decided to have background music. This makes it far more interesting. It also made it more challenging, since I had to play the music and read the stories at the same time.

This first story/song is kinda funny. I don't know when I wrote it.

Lyrics to "Markus Introduction":

all right i'm back
i just finished reading those songs
i have to have some music
ok ready

  the lion the witch and the wardrobe part 2
  no i'm not actually writing a sequel to the lion the witch and the wardrobe
  in fact i've never even read that book
  i needed title that would catch your eye
  actually i want to talk about my friend markus the lonely rabbit
  what a tough life he had
  even up to yesterday he had been tricked, teased, and made fun of
  every single day of his life
  no wonder he always questions "why is everybody always picking on me"
  that poor guy had a tough life from the start
  he was subject to a most vile form of oppression: complex inferiority
  his meagerness took over his life
  his friends' views of him changed as suddenly as a green traffic like
  when they found out that he was dyslexic
  with all the predudice, segregation, and plain old just making fun of
  it was no wonder that he turned communist
  i know, it's very hard to picture markus wearing a bubushka and a fur coat
  but what's done is done, it was his decision
  there's no way that he'll come back
  unless for one thing we promise not to laugh at him anymore
  yes, we can still call him names and even crack a smile
  but the minute we utter that first giggle he's moving back to russia
  

Markus Cartoons

This is my reading of the main set of cartoons that kicked off "Markus" series. It's painfully dumb, but the background music that starts after a couple minutes makes it more interesting. I cut out the really profane bits. However, it's still very gross and dumb.

I don't remember when I wrote the stories.

Lyrics to "Markus Cartoons":

all right
that was the introduction
do you understand who markus is by now
you really really should
ok first of all i started markus in english class
english class to me is a joke, all right
and i draw all sorts of pictures
and one of the latest one is markus the lonely rabbit
and he looks real sad and he has floppy ears
and this bird is, you know, letting look onto his head
and so he's real messed up
and you know he looked really sad
he's going "why is everybody picking on me"
so i started drawing those
and then i started writing stuff about him
and now i have a big collection which i hope to get through
on this side of the tape
this next one is called: by the humor sophisticate, the markus collection
ok here's a list of the characters
there's la, the singing moose
here is a picture of a moose with. you know. 2 little antlers saying "la"
ok, bob the dead turtle
larry the other turtle
markus the lonely rabbit
and poumogh the turdal, spelled with a d.a.l.

ok: number 1, mistake identity
this is a whole bunch of cartoons which i'm gonna have to read to you
mistaken identity
it's a picture of la going "la"
and markus saying, "you suck la, i'm leaving"
and markus walks away
and la has to go "la"
markus comes up upon poumogh
"poumogh"
"ok"
"mogh, mogh"
ok now you have to pay attention when you listen
it's very hard to do this
ok first of all
la's going "la"
and markus says "you suck, la, i'm leaving"
and then walks away and finds this turtle and says "poumough"
and the turtle goes "ok" and he starts to go to the bathroom
"poumogh, mogh"
and then turds start to fly
"mogh!"
and then they're streaming like missiles
and he goes "poumogh"
and the turtle goes "wait a minute, i'm larry"
and then it shows a picture of poumogh covered in a pile of manure
you know, with larry still shooting little turdlets at him
really really [laugh] i'm sorry

the next one is called "a true story"
ok larry comes up
larry and poumogh come up and they see bob
and bob's the dead turtle
so they say "how ya doin' bob"
"i think he's dead, larry"
"no, he just moved"
"his head collapsed, that all"
"come on, poumogh, let's go"
"yes, it's time we followed my trail back"
you know, the 2 little turtles walk along the trail
through the mountains, through the mountains
and then they finally get to the sea
and poumogh goes "bye"
and larry goes "bye"
and it says: sob
yeah, i thought of a, i thought of a name for my band: sob story

ok 3: la gets sick
ok la's going "la"
and markus going "la, are you upset"
"about what"
la's going "la" and he's standing on his 2 hind feet
markus going: "shut up, just shut up"
and la's now turning cartwheels, "la"
and and um markus goes "bye la, byte"
and la's going: "la"
and so and poumogh or markus just farts at him
ok, really sophisticate
that's you know
now they get better

this one is good
it has a little bit of language in it
dot's predicament
predic - ok
now there's 2 2 new people:
pentaped the lame bud, bug
pentaped, get it, penta, 5, and you know ped
and then ??? lame bug and dot the dot
you know, pentaped and dot the dot
these are the 2 in there
ok dot's predicament
ok pentaped says "let's go for a walk"
dot goes "sure"
pentaped says "whee this is fun"
dot says "thrilling"
and then pentaped says "the fresh air, the breeze"
and the dot goes "the cows, the crap"
and there's la, sitting right above him, going to the bathroom
and so pentaped goes "that's now cow, that's la"
and then dot gots "mmf"
you know, he's covered in poo because you know he's real small
and la goes "la"
pentaped goes "wait, where's he go"
la goes "la"
and dot goes "mmf"
so pentaped says "well, we gotta get back, bye"
and la goes "la"
and pentaped's all alone
i mean dot is all alone and he goes "that's friends for you"

ok this next one is called: dot's escape attempt
the last time we checked, our hero was still entombed in
the stinking, claustrophobic cow pie
let's join dot as he attempts to devise and escape from his imprisonment
ok so dot's going "1 2 3 dang"
"no, dot, you mean dung"
"anybody got certs"
"sadly, we must leave dot;
we have neither the time nor the ink to continue our coverage"
"no, no, i'm almost out, almost out, i'm ???"
blink, you know, the camera shuts off and you hear ???
ha ha ha
ok that was really boring

ok this is
i wrote this recently
ok a play
this is really dumb, the background, but still
ok, the interviewer says
markus goes "speak correctly or not at all"
and la the singing moose enters
so la goes "la la mmm la la la mmm mmm mmm"
the interviewer goes "ok, i'll be civil, go one"
markus says "go on"
the interviewer says "what are your names"
markus says "i am markus the loney rabbit" and starts crying
and the interviewer goes "i know, it was a tough question,
but how about your friend"
and la goes: "la la la la la la la la la la la"
markus goes [crying]
the interviewer goes "i'll leave you 2 alone"
ok, interviewer leaves
markus goes "mmm oh mmm"
la goes "la la la la la la la"
and poumogh enters
markus goes "buddy dude"
pougmogh poumogh goes fart pbbt hey ppbt fart ppbt markus pbbt and ppbt la pbbt
the moose is covered with crap
la goes "la"
this is grand finale
the interviewer goes: s---
la goes "la"
poumogh goes "pbbt pbbt"
markus goes "mmm ha ha mmmm"
and all of them go ???
all right
and then pougmogh goes "ta pbbt da"

ready
this is the markus the rabbit card set
the markus the rabbit card set
this should entertain you a bit more
ok there are suits in this
instead of you know like spades, hearts, diamonds, clubs
there are either dead, crazy, crapping, or normal
dead, crazy, crapping, or normal
ok the 1st
all the aces
all the aces are markuses
are the 2s are las
all the 3s are mr. birds
all the 4s are pentapeds
all the 5s are poumoghs
all the 6s are larries
all the 7s are dots
all the 8s are crappy baits ???
ok let me read all the names
markus the lonely rabbit
2 la the singing moose
3 mr. bird the bomber
4 pentaped the lame bug
5 poumogh the turtle
6 larry the other turtle
dot 7 dot the dot
8 crappy bait the sarcastic worm
9 sucker the lovesick tick
10 sap-breath the laughing tree
jack schlieman the wienie roaster
queen allen the female fiber
king danny the new car owner
joker bob the dead curdle turtle huh
all right that was boring

ok markus family, the wall poster
and it has a picture of you know la going to the bathroom
this is, today is xmas eve
la is the only one who could attend this picture taking, sorry
also for sale: a set of a hundred pre-licked markus stamps
bob the dead dead turtle night-light
poster of allen the female fiber in the nude
model of danny's new card
the crappy bait knock knock book: 3000 differentknock bnock jokes
la's newest solo album entitled: la
schlieman wienie roaster kit
xxx rating rated movie featuring dot: living in crap
all that that's fun
  

My Hero

This song is about Markus the Lonely Rabbit, as told from the perspective of Poumogh. Hmm.

Hey, at least it's peppy! The music and lyrics are pretty tight, and borderline catchy. Not too bad. Much better than the last few songs, that's for sure.

Lyrics to "My Hero":

here's a song, here's a song, here's a song
and i will sing, i will sing every song
'cause that's, you know, the least i can do

this is called my hero by poumogh the turtle

eh markus is a lonely rabbit
he is also very nice
he is really stupid sometimes
has the brain of a field mouse

oops oops oops oops oops oops

and markus is a very sad thing
he is dumb and dull and blaa hey whoo whoo
maybe he has a ???
he gets stupider all the time whoo whoo

mama markus has a problem
she is just as bad as he
daddy markus is dead ha ha
ha ho hum and whoa is me

we must march this afternoon
boy that's boring really cool
people like to watch us marching
from the field back to the school
hey hey whoo hey hey hey whoo hey

i regret the song's 'most over
breaks my heart to see you go
bye bye bye the tears are streaming
bye bye bye fart fart oh boy

[scat] again

markus is a lonely rabbit
he is always very nice
he is very stupid sometimes
has the brain of a field mouse

[scat] yay whoo

and markus is a very sad thing
he is dumb and dull and blaa
maybe he has a ???
he gets stupider all the time hey hey

markus my hero
he's markus

mama markus has a problem
she is just as bad as he
daddy markus is dead ha ha
ha ho hum and whoa is me

la la la la my hero
he's markus my hero

people like to watch us marching
from the field back to the school
we must march this afternoon
and boy that's boring really cool

we must march this afternoon
and boy that's boring really cool
and people like to watch us marching
from the field back to the school

i regret the song's 'most over
breaks my heart to see you go
bye bye bye my tears are streaming
bye bye bye oh fart fart boy
  

The Health Class

This one's really crude. I was uncomfortable with the 100% guy ratio in my sex ed class; I missed having girls around. Other guys didn't seem to mind. This song is about them.

The lyrics are horribly offensive, but the music is dark and punky, which I like. Just try to ignore the words.

I don't remember when I wrote it.

Lyrics to "The Health Class":

ok this next one is called the health class

all right read

hey [scat]

everybody loves somebody
in my steamy sex ed class
some boys like to lick each other
[censored]

all of them are imbecilic
idiots who like to kiss
some of them just like to cuddle
it's really sick if you ask me

it's really sick if you ask me
it's really sick if you ask me
it's really sick if you ask me

again

everybody loves somebody
in my steamy sex ed class
some boys like to lick each other
[censored]

all of them are imbecilic
idiots who like to kiss
some of them just like to ???
really sick it gets me pissed

really sick it gets me pissed
really sick it gets me pissed
really sick it gets me pissed

watch me now
we're jamming
just watch me now

the health class
hot sex in the health class, whoo
see what's going on in the health class
[scat] 1 2 3 4 5 i'm done
  

Grunt's Sonnet

This is another Markus-related story. The lyrics are stupid, but the chorus is kinda catchy.

Lyrics to "Grunt's Sonnet":

this is a sonnet by grunt the horny ox
it's in iambic pent, iambic pentameter

[scat]

this is a sonnet by grunt oooh the horny ox
this is a sonnet by grunt oooh the horny ox
this is a sonnet by grunt oooh the horny ox
[scat] grunt ooh the horny ox

[scat]

this is a sonnet by grunt oooh the horny ox
this is a sonnet by grunt oooh the horny ox
[scat] grunt oooh the horny ox
ah this is by grunt the horny ox

i once was on a walk in my back yard
i saw a bird and it wasn't mr. card
i stalked the bird yes it wasn't very hard
but it flew away; i felt like a big lard

my name is grunt, my daddy's name is missster
and there's nothing that he ever seems to miss
he waters all the plants there in the midst
i like to lick each plant off ???

[scat]

grunt ooooh
grunt ooooh the horny ox
grunt ooooh
grunt ooooh the horny ox

[scat]

all right speed it up

i once was in a walk in my back yard
i saw a bird and it wasn't mr. card
i stalked the bird and it wasn't very hard
but it flew away; i felt like a big lard

my name is grunt and my daddy's name is p---
and there ain't nothing that he ever seems to miss
he waters all the plants there in the midst
i like to lick each other after this, oooh

one day we took a walk to charlottesville
and my daddy said we'd have to climb a hill
he said we'd have to p--- on every mill
he p---ed and p---ed until he just lay still ahh

he said he was so tired that he died, oh boy
he thought he was just kidding, so did i
but in a minute he lay cold ice
and and i just put my head on his and cried

yes it's too bad that daddy passed away
on that cold and tragic winter day
his spirit will forever live in me
ah blaa blaa blaa blaa blaa blaa blaa blaa bye
  

Written by Markus

Short and dumb, mostly chatter.

Lyrics to "Written by Markus":

all right
i've written other songs
but they're on the back of my tests
and my papers that i have to read for the class
i have no idea where the good ones are
most of them are insulting
this one is ok

markus has a motto: i do have a personality
is it true? we'll find out
first of all, here's a song written by markus

[scat] hey

my oh my
how so shy
tell me why
you're not high

ain't this fun
we're almost done
gotta run
i feel like number 1

markus didn't write this; i doubt he even read this
actually his friend poumogh wrote it
while watching his dead brother bob (all turtles are brothers) decay
  

Markus Interview

Another dumb segment of the Markus stories. I faded out the offensive bit at the end. You're not missing anything other than 4-letter words.

Lyrics to "Markus Interview":

so what do you think about markus so far
i haven't even touched the surface of his personality
here's an interview conducted in markus's presence

[scat] hey

so what do you think about markus so far
we haven't even touched the surface of his personality
here's an interview conducted in markus's presence

"get out of my way, horny bunny
i'm headed to an interview with grunt the horny ox, ah"
interviewer says "get out of my way, you horny bunny
i'm headed to an interview with grunt the horny ox, eh"

so markus says "why would you interview grunt
oh why in the world would you interview grunt"

the interviewer says "there are 100 girls in this city
that grunt got pregnant and he left every single one in the cold
yes, there are 100 girls in this city
that grunt got pregnant and he left every single one in the cold
yes he's he's going to prison next wednesday
and i want to interview him
he's going to prison next wednesday
i just want to interview him" [cough] whoo

so markus says "oh, here comes my main moose, whoo"
and he says "mister interviewer,
i would like you to meet la, the singing moose, la
la the singing moose"
  

Markus Jokes

These are some dumb jokes bring an end to the written Markus saga. Finally!

Lyrics to "Markus Jokes":

all right
still, you know very little about markus
i'll first describe his appearance
he is dull, ugly, and has bird doo-doo on his head
next is personality
hasn't been located yet
but he pretends to be cool and in control of himself
lastly, markus's hobbies:
singing backup with la
crying underwater
going to the bathroom
and talking to bob the dead turtle
that's most of it
feldman couldn't have done any better, i'm serious

ok these are 6 jokes by markus
number 1
should i have a drum roll
poumogh's talking
he says "hey bob, you look dead, got any sleep last night"
whoo
all right

number 2
larry says "how many opossums does it take to fill a dead turtle shell"
la says "i don't know"
larry says "1"
whoo
ok and markus had wrote something down that had
"mama helped me this one"

number 3
1 2 3 4 8
whoo
man these are great

number 4
how does an egg laying chicking go to the bathroom
carefully
ha ha ha ha ha

number 5
it's a cut-down
you are so witty that i cower
whoo

number 6
how do you spell accent
yes yes yes
whoo

and that's it
  

Smash

Oh great, more Markus. Well, not really. I didn't have anything pre-written this time. I didn't even stick to the title ("Smash"). This is benign. Thankfully!

I was experimenting with different micing and mixing effects. The music is sloppy, but more interesting than the last few songs.

Lyrics to "Smash":

i have no idea where the other silly things are
but i'm gonna write a song now
it's gonna be called smash
and it's gonna be about markus, it's gonna be very depressing
and it's gonna be serious
all right
it's called smash

[scat]

crash go the cymbals
they fall to the floor
crash go the cymbals
as they fall to the floor

crash go the cymbals yeah
as they fall to the floor
crash go the cymbals whoo
as they fall to the floor

hey watch me fly
hey bring it back in
yeah bring it back in
whoo

whoo

crash go the cymbals as they fall to the floor
that's how i feel about my life on this day
and crash go the cymbals as they fall to the floor
that's how i feel [scat]

my name is markus; i've a very pitiful life
the one thing i want is to be satisfied
but i never get satisfied, never get satisfied
i'm a loser from my birth

[scat]

hit the black keys now
hit the black keys now
just the feel the rhythm now

my name is markus; i'm a very lonely rabbit hey
my name is markus; i'm a very lonely rabbit hey
i'm a very lonely rabbit, i'm a very lonely rabbit hey
i'm a very lonely rabbit, i'm a very lonely rabbit
rabbit rabbit rabbit no no no no no no
  

Lies

This is a strangely trippy, and even more strangely political song. I have no idea what I was thinking. The music's not very great, and the improvised lyrics are skeletal, but it's interesting how I was trying to create a dub effect. I guess I was listeing to lots of heavy reggae back then.

Lyrics to "Lies":

ok this next song
it's gonna be good
it's gonna be serious
it's gonna be depressing
because i want it to be

[scat]

lies you're telling lies [scat]

you're telling lies
in in in the face of america
you're you're telling lies lies lies
in the in the face of america

[scat] you're telling lies
[scat]
lies in the face of america
[scat]
you're telling lies in the face of america
[scat]
you're telling lies in the face of america
you're telling lies in the face of america
[scat]

josh carpenter rap
carpenter crap

[scat]

it's all lies
tell me are they all lies

[scat]

tell me actually really true lies

[scat]

telling lies in the face of america
we're telling lies
how many are actually true lies
[scat]
lies
trading arms to iran
lies
we're telling lies in the face of america
??? lies  in the face of ???

how 'bout afghanistan
vietnam took so many lives
[scat] lies in the face of america
in the face in the face in the face of america

how many lies do we understand

[scat] lies in the face of america
we're telling lies, lies, lies, lies, lies...

yeah

it's a really are advice
we gotta find a way to pull out
[scat] look at this mess we find ourselves in ???
lies
why do you go on telling lies
telling lies
why do you go on telling lies
telling lies
just tell me why do you go on telling those, telling those lies
why do, why do you go on telling lies, telling lies

why do you go on telling lies
you're telling lies
why must we go on hearing lies
you're telling lies

why must we go on telling lies
your silly lies
your stupid lies
your stupid lies are taking their toll

lies are taking lives in america

[scat]
  

Really Fast Paced

Dumb music, kinda funny lyrics. Pure improv. The ending devolved into lame drumming and groaning, so I've snipped it. Zero loss.

Lyrics to "Really Fast Paced":

all right this next one is fast paced
i haven't even written the lyrics to it yet
but we're gonna have fun
it's really fast paced
even though i don't know if it will win

can you think of something that's wrong with me
can you just write it down in alphabetical order
can you think of something that's wrong with me
just write it down in alphabetical order

can you think of something bad with me
can you think of something bad with me
can you think of something bad with me

[scat]

write it down in alphabetical order

i have so many faults it's really disgusting
[scat]
1 2 3 4
  

Blaa Blaa Blaa Poop

More evidence of my stellar french horn skills.

Lyrics to "Blaa Blaa Blaa Poop":

ow, my foots asleep; i have to go upstairs
i really wasted this tape
before i go i'd like to play something on my french horn
this is a piece i call blaa blaa blaa poop

all right
yes yes whoo
  

Seven Stars

Here comes the guitar There go the listeners. The excruciating vocals do not help either. Not to mention the lyrics.

Lyrics to "Seven Stars":

honestly, this is the very very very last tune
it's me playing play guitar
and this is very sentimental
and you might want to sit down for this
sure, get your parents in for this
i'm not gonna say anything bad that would upset them
this is a totally clean song, very sentimental
and something you can easily dance to at a party

7 twinkling stars
they're lighting up the heavens
for me on my way home

7 twinkling stars
lighting up the heavens heavens heavens
on my way home home

we've got the 7 twinkling stars
we've got the 7 lovely stars
we've got 7 lovely stars stars stars stars...

we've got the 7 lonely stars
you can send this song to whomever you love
7 lonely stars
second is the loneliest
the second is the loneliest
  

Bye Bye

Good thing I didn't have much endurance on guitar or else these songs would be longer! :)

Lyrics to "Bye Bye":

this next one is called bye bye
and i am actually leaving as i do this
so it'll get lighter and lighter
'cause i'm leaving the room
ready

dance dance we gotta dance
going bye bye we gotta dance
dance dance we gotta dance
but we're going bye bye ah

dance we gotta dance
but we're going bye bye ah
dance dance we gotta dance
but we're going bye bye

dance dance
but we're going bye bye
where's the pick

dance dance
  

Hop Skip

Yikes. I think I was making fun of square dancing.

Lyrics to "Hop Skip":

hop skip and jump
hop skip and jump
hop skip and jump
you gotta hop skip hop skip hop hop hop hop
hop skip hop skip hop skip
you're not skipping in step
hop hop hop hop skip skip skip hop skip hop
hop skip skip skip
and a left and right and a left left left left
right right right left right left
center foot center foot that is center foot
light right right right
and it dark dark with a left and another left
hop skip hop skip and a jump from here oh
bye bye i gotta go bye bye
it's hop hop and a skip skip
hop hop hop hop and a skip skip hey
hop hop skip skip

and it's a hop skip and another to grandmother's cottage
where we all will sit down and think about oh her pie
and it's a hop skip and a jump to grandmother's house
and there will sit and eat her pie pie pie

that was awful
the guitar deserves to be burned for that
but i don't have the matches
  

B Flat Augmented Boogeronie

Man this is bad. I couldn't find my pick, so I used a quarter instead. And I sang about it.

Lyrics to "B Flat Augmented Boogeronie":

if i can find a pick then i'll play another song for you
you seem to want an encore
ah a quarter
this one is rather happy and it will get you psyched
but it's hard to dance to because of the way it's written
it's a very complex pattern
it call it b flag augmented boogeronie

i'm using a quarter for a pick
it looks real silly but i don't really care
i'm using your quarter for a pick
7 g augmented [scat]

but i'm using a quarter for a pick
and it looks really silly but it looks like an ow
it looks really silly and it looks like an ow
and i don't give a care

i'm using a quarter for a pick
yay dance dance dance dance
i'm using a quarter for a pick [scat]
i'm using a quarter [scat]
i'm using a quarter for a
using a quarter for a [scat]
i'm using a quarter for a [scat]
i'm using a quarter for a [scat]
i'm using a quarter for a [scat]

yes i'm using whoo a quarter for a pick [scat]
whoo
now that one is gonna take me into the concerts
the crowds will just love it; they'll eat it up
  

You Will Get a Vote

Please let the torture end! Fortunately these guitar songs are very short, due to my low stamina.

Lyrics to "You Will Get a Vote":

ok since there's so little time
i might as well go all way the way, all right
this is a waste of 2 dollars, 3 dollars actually
because a tape costs 3 dollars

i might as well finish up the tape
there's very little time left
who can obey, who can obey, who can obey

you will get a vote
whether i shall play a song
yes you will get a vote
'cause how many times have i played wrong

you will get a vote while i shall play a song
and now you want to cast your vote so [scat]
[scat]

i cannot find my ???
??? doesn't happen all the time
  

Last Guitar Song

Finally I shut up and focused on wrenching some melodies out of the guitar. Not for long, though. And it's not like my focused guitar playing was (or is) any better than my unfocused playing. On a positive note, at least it brings and end to this rather pathetic tape/CD!

Lyrics to "Last Guitar Song":

last guitar song
it's a solo

eh hit it [scat]

great tone quality yeah
well there's not much time left and i'm saying good bye
it was very fun  and i hope i maintain my creative streak
although it's somewhat diminished
and bye bye bye bye bye