Pop Disaster [Volume 1]

by Twinklefucker

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    Twinklefucker's debut pop EP! Full of wonder and awe! All songs improvised, of course.

     

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Twinklefucker's first pop album! Full of wonder and awe! All songs improvised, of course.

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released April 29, 2010

Everything played by Twinklefucker, 'cept the drums on tracks 3 and 4 which are midi.

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Track Name: Bake You A Pie
SOME DAYS I JUST WANT TO
LIE DOWN AND CRY
SOME DAYS I JUST WANT
TO BAKE YOU A PIE
TO SAY
HEY
DO YOU LIKE MY PIE?

SOME DAYS
I JUST WANT TO CRY
SOME DAY I JUST WANT TO
BAKE YOU A PIE
BUT ON DAYS LIKE TODAY
I JUST WANT TO SAY I
JUST WANT TO LIE DOWN AND CRY
KNOW WHY, NO I,
NO, I KNOW, YOU KNOW I'M NOT EATING PIE RIGHT NOW
MAYBE TOMORROW
OR MAYBE TAMARA
MARA

"EAT ME," PIE!
PLEASE DON'T MAKE ME CRY!
(IF YOU) REALLY WERE THE GREATEST IN THE WORLD
THEN WHY
WHY'D YOU HAVE TO GO AND EAT MY PIE?
I BAKED IT JUST FOR YOU
AND NOW LOOK WHAT YOU DO
YOU EATED ALL MY PIE
Track Name: In The Aeroplane Over The Sea [Neutral Milk Hotel Cover]
Look them up elsewhere.
Track Name: Black Bread
Black bread!
Eat it every day!

Black bread!
Whole grain!

Black bread!
Maybe it's a little moldy!

Black bread!
Roast on the barbecue!
Roast on the barbecue!
Black bread will see this through!
Roast on the barbecue!

Black bread!
Black bread!

Everybody wants to eat their black bread!
Oh, I will be dead?! [I think that's the line..]

[fuck yeah]

BLACK BREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaahaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD!!!

BLACK BREAHEAD!!!!!!!
BLACK BREAHA!

Someday you'll all be dead,
If you don't eat black bread.

Doodododododofodsaofsdfdsbcxzbcxertwweow.
Track Name: Barfed Under A Quickened Cradle Shepper
(There can only be one true meaning to this.
It's something that we'll probably never know,
But that's okay, because I don't really wanna know anyway.
I just like the sound of my voice.
Know what?
I think I'm gonna go to the verse now.)

Manage armpit anger on a paycheck.
Take that phone and shove it in your bitch-neck.
Manage armpit anger on a paycheck.
Take that phone and shove it in your bitch-neck.

Manage armpit anger on a paycheck.
Take that phone and shove it in your bitch-neck.
Manage armpit anger on a paycheck.
Take that phone and shove it in your bitch-neck.

All bananas are created equal.
Narwhal hipsters; see them running wild.
Everybody knows the muffin man by now.
Hipster narwhals, filling up my pie hole.

All bananas are created equal.
Narwhal hipsters; see them running wild.
Everybody knows the muffin man by now.
Hipster narwhals, filling up my pie hole.

Manage armpit anger on a paycheck.
Take that phone and shove it in your bitch-neck.
Everybody knows the muffin man by now.
Hipster narwhals, filling up my pie hole.

All bananas are created equal.
Narwhal hipsters; see them running wild.
Everybody knows the muffin man by now.
All bananas, in your pie hole.

All bananas are created equal.
Narwhal hipsters; see them running wild.
Everybody knows the muffin man by now.
Hipster narwhals, filling up my pie hole.

Manage armpit anger on a paycheck.
Take that phone and shove it in your bitch-neck.
Manage armpit anger on a paycheck.
Take that phone and shove it in your bitch-neck.

(All bananas are created equal, but nobody ever tries to give the bananas a break. I mean, who would give a banana a break? All you ever do is peel the banana, eat it, and you put it away. Well, you put it away in your stomach, and eventually it comes out; and you don't really want to see what it looks like after you get it out, but it's pretty bad. I'd imagine it'd be pretty gross.)

All bananas are created equal.
Narwhal hipsters; see them running wild.
Everybody knows the muffin man by now.
Hipster narwhals, filling up my pie hole.

All bananas are created equal.
Narwhal hipsters; see them running wild.
Everybody knows the muffin man by now.
Hipster narwhals, filling up my pie hole.

Manage armpit anger on a paycheck.
Take that phone and shove it in your bitch-neck.

(What is a bitch-neck anyway? I imagine it would be the neck of a bitch. A bitch is defined as a female dog [in heat] but you never know. It could always, well, it's possible it could actually be a [unintelligible to my ears]) are created equal.
Narwhal hipsters; see them running wild.
Everybody knows the muffin man by now.
Hipster narwhals, filling up my pie hole!

Yeah!

(You know how I feel? You think you know how I feel? I'm an angsty teenage boy! You don't know how I feel. You don't know how I feel.)

BLEEEEAH!

All bananas are created equal.
Narwhal hipsters; see them running wild.
Everybody knows the muffin man by now.
Hipster narwhals, filling up my pie hole.

Manage armpit anger on a paycheck.
Take that phone and shove it in your bitch-neck.
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All bananas.

[screw you guys, that's all I'm translating.]
Track Name: Parachuting Nighingale
[Instrumental]