1. |
Press Start to Begin
02:53
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Saw you in what’s left of the arcade, you so hardcore
No groupie are you, just you and the high score
Reaching out with a trembling hand to put a quarter down
Why are you here where are your friends in this small town
I have never seen anyone so alone
It’s about time to put up the phone
Press start to begin
Press start to begin
Press start to begin
Press start to begin
Giving you the last of my attention, do you wanna go
It’s nowhere far just downstairs by the studio
Maybe we could talk about the old days, of stores far gone
Back when we were kids and this place was a castle for everyone
We’ll find the places that cameras forgot
Cause the things we do, don’t count for a lot
Press start to begin
Press start to begin
Press start to begin
Press start to begin
Come home and play on my console with me (repeat)
Would you rather be left alone
Would you rather stay on your phone
Would you rather wear a frown
Would you rather be beaten down
So instead be a spaz
So instead take my hand
So instead take a chance
So instead kick some ass
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Press start to begin
Press start to begin
Press start to begin
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2. |
No Spoilers
04:27
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Caught myself in line at celebration
doing the dance of elation
Return of my childhood flow
my enthusiasm will grow
The preview has spoken
and Chewbacca ain’t broken
Your link is up to hyperinflate
I won’t even click to speculate
No spoilers for me bro I’m doing it old school
No spoilers for me bro I’m doing it old school
Every day on newsfeed
I see patterns of silly greed
Talking this way and that
stories with seldom checked facts
Pictures of cats and babies
and tales about vaccine and rabies
A minefield of rabbit holes
but I will not mine that coal
No spoilers for me bro I’m doing it old school
No spoilers for me bro I’m doing it old school
Excuse me while I sit
in the corner and drool in a fit
You go ahead and be literate
cause I can no longer elaborate
A whole generation
that was raised by huge expectation
Shattered by the age
of the Internet giving birth to rage
No spoilers for me bro I’m doing it old school
No spoilers for me bro I’m doing it old school
La La La I can’t hear you
La La La I can’t hear you
I count myself lucky to have seen the trailer
but I did not watch the analysis of the trailer
I did not attend the after party of the trailer
But then on YouTube twenty more watches of the trailer
No spoilers for me bro I’m doing it old school
No spoilers for me bro I’m doing it old school
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3. |
Where are We Now
05:24
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I don’t know high / if there is no up
Where seeing the whole Milky Way is enough
Each breath is deep / your eyes are loud
At twenty five thousand miles an hour
I don’t know low / if there is no down
When you think of who we are and stick around
See the fear / and hear the scream
Agree, achieve, and move on to the dream
Where are we now?
Head wreathed by stars, heels dug in the ground
Where do we go?
We touch all points simultaneously as we grow
It makes you scared / that there is no air
But there’s a risk of losing it down here
To the deck add your charts
And from it comes the arrow to the stars
Where are we now?
Head wreathed by stars, heels dug in the ground
Where do we go?
We touch all points simultaneously as we grow
Why are we here?
We get to choose so figure it out for yourself
Why do we care?
For everyone (stuck in the gravity well)
It’s getting automated, humanity elevated
Or at least we have the time
With all the technical progress, we’ll find an inward congress
We all rise with the tide
Where are we now?
Head wreathed by stars, heels dug in the ground
Where do we go?
We touch all points simultaneously as we grow
Why are we here?
We get to choose so figure it out for yourself
Why do we care?
For everyone (stuck in the gravity well)
When do we sing?
We sing right now and for all eternity
When do we fly?
We start right now and I guess I figured out high
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4. |
Linux Up the World
03:48
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I have a dream
and that dream is
to be the only root
on the earth
Viewing the world
through an xterm window
I could control everything
it would never be the same again
Wouldn't it be lovely if I could Linux up the world
Wouldn't it be lovely if I could Linux up the world
We could make man woman
have an entry in the database
If I were curious
I could grep your thoughts
I'd never be lost
With whereis at my fingertips
And if I needed something
I could always do apt-get
Wouldn't it be lovely if I could Linux up the world
Wouldn't it be lovely if I could Linux up the world
Wouldn't it be lovely if I could Linux up the world
Wouldn't it be lovely if I could Linux up the world
It will be lovely when I Linux up the world
If you don't think so you will be /dev/nulled
It will be lovely when I Linux up the world
I'll look at you
sudo make love
They say power corrupts
but it would only be me
it wouldn't be...
too bad
If there were those
who would reject our love
We’d be alright
just rm their C: Drive
Wouldn't it be lovely if I could Linux up the world
Wouldn't it be lovely if I could Linux up the world
Wouldn't it be lovely if I could Linux up the world
Wouldn't it be lovely if I could Linux up the world
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5. |
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Common wisdom makes no sense
That’s the reason there are labels
There’s a look that is so intense
Igniting the way before its unstable
She's nothing but trouble she's just like TEA/TEB
There ain’t no way to put her out
She's nothing but trouble she's just like TEA/TEB
If you set her off just give me a shout
If you set her off just give me a shout
Pyrophoric looks will cook you
In her eyes a flaming green
No safe way to douse this stew
Like nothing you have ever seen
She's nothing but trouble she's just like TEA/TEB
There ain’t no way to put her out
She's nothing but trouble she's just like TEA/TEB
If you set her off just give me a shout
If you set her off just give me a shout
It was you that freed this tempest
Now you just gotta let it burn
Starving of oxygen would be best
Question is, when will you learn
She's nothing but trouble she's just like TEA/TEB
There ain’t no way to put her out
She's nothing but trouble she's just like TEA/TEB
If you set her off just give me a shout
If you set her off just give me a shout
She's nothing but trouble she's just like TEA/TEB
There ain’t no way to put her out
She's nothing but trouble she's just like TEA/TEB
If you set her off just give me a shout
If you set her off just give me a shout
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6. |
Craft Beer Nerd
04:29
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I got your Porter and I got your Stout
I got your Pale Ale, that’s what it’s about
Barrel-aged beauties, Scotch and Old Ales
Triple hopped balanced flavors without fail
All these brews and their suds
One thing is certain, they sure ain’t Bud
Pilsner, Lager, Altbier, Trappist, Amber, Red
Bitter, Dubbel, Saison, Lambic, Iambic Pentameter
Barleywine, ESB, Weisbier, Kolsch, Bock head
I’m a craft beer nerd
I’m a craft beer nerd
Multinational conglomeration
Sending their swill across this nation
Being pushed aside by the market force
Cause we like good beers, of course
Do you understand our high gravity?
Cause we ain’t saying it with brevity
Pilsner, Lager, Altbier, Trappist, Amber, Red
Bitter, Dubbel, Saison, Lambic, Iambic Pentameter
Barleywine, ESB, Weisbier, Kolsch, Bock head
I’m a craft beer nerd
I’m a craft beer nerd
I will sit and sip and fuss and dissect
For taste and smell and foam intersect
Let the finish be strong and meander
Do I detect a hint of coriander?
Yeah I’m a craft beer nerd and I’m here to report
That the fermenters are full of good wort
We’re brewing it the hard way
The small batch is the king
We’re brewing it the hard way
Beechwood aged, are you kidding?
Pilsner, Lager, Altbier, Trappist, Amber, Red
Bitter, Dubbel, Saison, Lambic, Iambic Pentameter
Barleywine, ESB, Weisbier, Kolsch, Bock head
I’m a craft beer nerd
I’m a craft beer nerd
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7. |
Snake Oil
02:50
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When you lie to me, it feels so good
Sell me hope with a real steep bill of goods
Here’s all I am worth, to someone like you
Count it out and stash it in your shoe
Who cares if I don’t get the result
I wished for
Woah, the price, of laughing at the fool
Yeah, it means, that the next one could be you
I can’t seem to get you out of my head
All I need is some snake oil before bed
Thought of life without you fills me with dread
Nothing wrong with some snake oil before bed
All through the night, I think of the day
When you begged me on your knees to stay
When I came back in you looked away
Coming up with reasons not to stray
Will there ever be a time that
We don’t get tired
Woah, the price, of falling for the babe
Yeah, it means, that you never get away
I can’t seem to get you out of my head
All I need is some snake oil before bed
Thought of life without you fills me with dread
Nothing wrong with some snake oil before bed
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8. |
Little Red Button
03:09
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All I have to do is push this little red button, yeah
All I want to do is blow up the whole world
All I need to do is build a doomsday device
Don't have to tell nobody but a little press would be nice
I'm gonna put my evil base underneath a volcano
When I broadcast my message into space, they will know
the name of Dr Insano, Dr Insano, Dr Insano
They laughed at all of my evil science experiment
They won't be laughing when one day I can tell the president
And all I have to do is push this little red button
And all I want to do is blow up the whole world
All I wanted was a little bit of respect
Now I'm bringin down destruction that no shield can deflect
When I put my satellites into space
I'm the only private venture
With my minions on board no one is safe
From ever getting injured
Cause I'm evil and I'm an evil mad freakin scientist
And you will know me, you will scream my name,
Dr Insano, Dr Insano, Dr Insano, Dr Insano
All I have to do is push this little red button, yeah
And all I want to do is blow up the whole world
And all I need to do is build a doomsday device
And all I want to do is pick up this guitar
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9. |
All Dressed Up
03:46
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I’ve got 40 pounds of TNT
In my 1997 Chevy Caprice
Don’t ask me how I got ahold of that
Cause I keep a lot of secrets in my wide brimmed hat
I got snake skin boots and a bolo tie
And a huge belt buckle from the WY
Metal and leather and a heavy load
But I’m all dressed up with no place to explode
They call me the fixer ain’t got nothing to fix
They don’t want my tools or my dynamite sticks
Leftover surplus from the Warsaw Pact
Kept in a bunker in case of attack
If they track me down I got to go into hiding
So they don’t find my rocket with the aluminum siding
Got nowhere to be so I stay on the road
And I’m all dressed up with no place to explode
Got an orange sticker says 1.1
Can’t leave it by the road, can’t tell anyone
Can’t fly it out on an aeroplane
Gonna try and trade it all for some Mary Jane
So if you want a good time with some dynamite
I tell you sir (or madam) that it is your night
If you’re all dressed up and looking to explode
Barter, favor, or cash, come see me after the show
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10. |
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Hey, your friend said I should get to know you
He said you’re the wonder of this age
So I said why not, look at this big brain I’ve got
Maybe we could find we’re on the same page
We stayed up all night my mind enraptured
Then I looked you up like everyone does
Then I saw pages and pages of facts and opinions
I found out that no one can get enough (of you, because)
You’re up, you’re down, you’re charming and strange
From your top to your bottom you’re constantly changing
We got so much to do but my only regret
Is that I don’t understand you yet
You are just so...unpredictable
I need some time to think this through
It’s not you that’s got me into this spot
I need you to fit in my worldview
You’re up, you’re down, you’re charming and strange
From your top to your bottom you’re constantly changing
We got so much to do but my only regret
Is that I don’t understand you yet
I couldn’t find the hidden meaning behind it all
I know you’re disappointed that you could not be solved
Someone better than me will come along
And he will write you a more understanding song
You’re up, you’re down, you’re charming and strange
From your top to your bottom you’re constantly changing
We got so much to do but my only regret
Is that I don’t understand you yet
Is that I don’t understand you yet
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11. |
Love Memo
03:25
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Did you get my love memo?
I sent it through the limbo
My instant messages scroll too slow
I need to tell you how I really feel
I use my big words so you know it's real
My nether tubes / vibrate for you
Got a dozen hearts / all beatin' in tune
If my words were smooth / like the love between me and you
I would never lose / the feeling that comes from you
I wish I could write / and read good too
Then I could read the memo / that came from you
Did you get my love memo?
I sent it through the limbo
My instant messages scroll too slow
I need to tell you how I really feel
I use my big words so you know it's real
Girl you the most everything / I strain every time I think
To compare to your pretty pink / know what I mean, nudge nudge wink wink
Good morning baby / feel more good
The stuff between me and you / like white oreo goo
If only my words were great / like the love you and I make
Like that time in the trailer park / best steak I ever ate
Did you get my love memo?
I sent it through the limbo
My instant messages scroll too slow
I need to tell you how I really feel
I use my big words so you know it's real
Oh yeah like tasty chitlins / and chicken wings
I wanna eat you up / more than most anything
Like the sunrise / on a pretty lake
Oh love with you / I want to make
But the words / never seem to come
I think of something good to say / but it only sounds dumb
Only my heart can know / the pretty things that make you so
Well, did you get my / did you get my...
Did you get my love memo?
I sent it through the limbo
My instant messages scroll too slow
I need to tell you how I really feel
I use my big words so you know it's real
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12. |
Surfin' the Signal
02:19
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(Spoken) Can you taste the wifi?
I can feel photons / Movin’ through my hair
I see the packets / Flyin’ through the air
Don’t need no router / I’m a walkin’ A P
Don’t even need / To see it on a screen ‘cause I’m
Surfin the signal
Surfin the signal
Surfin the signal
I can feel it in my brain
Encryption don’t matter / can’t hide from me
WPA 2 AES or TKIP
I can straighten out / any elliptic curve
Entangled in your quantum keys / don’t need the password cause I’m
Surfin the signal
Surfin the signal
Surfin the signal
Ridin’ the carrier wave
You might think / you need to fear
But there’s one thing / You need to hear
You think I sift your bits / in the quantum sea
But the only thing on the net / Is pornography
Surfin the signal
Surfin the signal
Surfin the signal
I can feel it in my brain
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13. |
Welcome to Class
04:47
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Welcome to class, please have a seat
You can stand if you want to if you gotta dance to the beat
Welcome to class, we’ll begin in a bit
My name is Dave but you can call me Mr Hewitt yeah
Get used to it
You don’t have to take notes, it’s natural
Prove to me that man is the smartest animal
Look up and love
The stars above
Look up and love
The stars above
Take out your books, we will start on page ten
Rip out the copyright and never speak of this again
By the end of the course, you will know how to fly
We will tear down the walls to get an open view of the sky
Soaring so high
You don’t have to take notes, it’s natural
Prove to me that man is the smartest animal
Look up and love
The stars above
Look up and love
The stars above
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14. |
Self Driven
03:23
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I did not believe them when they predicted
That my truck would drive itself one day
I adopted early and was unrestricted
For my new DD was here to stay
I'm glad they solved the Trolley Problem
Now I can drink and ride around in peace
But no driver protection algorithm
Could ever really prepare me
My truck done left me just like my old lady
R-U-N-N-O-F-T that's what it did to me
My truck done left me just like my old lady
In the parking lot of a shuttered old K-Mart
Google's got the AI and lots of gadgets too
And Tesla's got a real mean battery
I'm waiting for old man Bezos to deliver
That Amazon drone delivery
Sitting in my rocking chair with my shotgun in the air
On the front porch while Prime invades my sky
It's just like shooting little clay pigeons
But if you hit one you also get a prize
My truck done left me just like my old lady
R-U-N-N-O-F-T that's what it did to me
My truck done left me just like my old lady
In the parking lot of a shuttered old K-Mart
Elon is shaking things up so they say
Hyperloops and drone ships save the day
His disruptions won’t ever bring her back
This ain’t about my dog, my ex, or my pay
With a two tone paint job and a LineX bed
She used to recalculate just for me
But now she’s on the highway on her own
She’s never coming back around for me
My truck done left me just like my old lady
R-U-N-N-O-F-T that's what it did to me
My truck done left me just like my old lady
In the parking lot of a shuttered old K-Mart
My truck done left me just like my old lady
R-U-N-N-O-F-T that's what it did to me
My truck done left me just like my old lady
In the parking lot of a shuttered old K-Mart
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Foot Pound Force Huntsville, Alabama
Foot Pound Force is a Nerd Rock band based in Huntsville Alabama.We're an alloy of Weezer and MC Front-a-lot, with 80% Geek, 15% Rock, and the remainder a mix of musical styles.We've been heat treated to a hardness of F'n Metal Rockwell
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