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Naruto Run
01:46
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Em C Em C
It was all over the internet, the people had a plan,
D Em
To finally get some answers, and stick it to the man,
C G Em D
I was the one who had the key, knew how it could be done,
Em C G D
I’m gonna na – ru – to run
D Em
Into Area 51 x2
The feds had locked the story down, for over sixty years,
Keeping the greys and men in green, away from eyes and ears,
But with my secret weapon, faster than any gun,
The sun it rose outside the gate, on that most glorious morn,
Soo we’d meet the aliens, a brave new future won,
But then I blew a sneaker, and my running days were done.
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Lights in the Sky
02:34
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Oh pass me over, Lights in the Sky,
Oh pass me over, I don’t want to die,
Oh pass me over, Please let me be,
Oh pass me over, I want to live free.
Don’t take me now,
Instead take this cow,
I’m in my best robe,
I don’t want the probe,
Leave earth alone,
Go back to your home,
We don’t want your tech,
Please don’t snap my neck.
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Interstellar Loving
02:15
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G C Em D
I was driving down the highway, Route three seven five,
C G Am D
Travelling on a business trip, Crystal Springs was such a dive,
She was standing by the highway, In a yellow scarf and hat,
A pale thumb was sticking out, her dress immaculate,
I stopped and said I’m heading west, And did she want a ride,
She nodded but she didn’t speak, climbed right on inside,
We drove for fifteen miles, listening to Barry White,
Then my heart it started racing, and my collar it was tight,
She placed her hand upon my knee, and pointed off the road,
As I gazed into her large black eyes, I felt my head explode.
We did things on that side road, which I never could explain,
With slime and probes and tentacles, That still excite my brain,
I never knew such loving, And I probably never will,
For she vanishing when we both were spent, and I often crave her still.
Many years I drove that highway, still looking for a sign,
Am D G
Of that yellow scarf and yellow hat, that for just one day were mine.
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I Want to Bereave
02:54
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C Am F C
Gonna lay waste to the galaxy, Harvest a millions souls,
Am F C G
Suck them up into my tractor beam, your dogs and cows and foals,
C Am F C
There’s no limit to my craving, I’ve need to taste them all,
F C G C
When you’re an inter-galactic connoisseur, and hunger comes to call.
Stop your silly whining, eat or be eaten is the way,
And I’ve done a lot of eating, And I’ll be eating more today,
Chopping out their livers, making smoothies from their spleens,
Us aliens have unique tastes, and to collect we have the means,
I’ve never eaten human, so you can dry your tears,
But there is a delicacy fine, that grows within their rears,
Something special happens, whenever they eat nuts,
A fine and pungent patte, can be taken from their butts,
We seeded all the plant, with pecan and hazel trees,
Walnuts, almonds peanuts, and every nut species,
So now we have a strong supply, and despite what you have read,
We found a way to get it out, without making them dead.
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Saucer Sources
02:07
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The aliens are out there,
Mulder told us years ago,
But those faceless men in power,
Don’t want you or me to know.
Now Grusch has blown the whistle,
And the truth’s about to Land,
US is building super weapons,
It’s all part of their plan.
Little green men in their saucers,
Now disclosed by inside sources,
They’ve been lacing all our sauces,
Those little green men in their saucers.
The Roswell crash was actual,
Suppressed by men in black with satchels,
Conspiracies are all now factual,
Illuminati hides the facts y’all.
The cover up it has been heinous,
All that probing of the anus,
Abduction stories will be famous,
Not sure I believe but can you blame us?
It’s time for Scully to return,
Or the evidence will burn,
If we truly aren’t alone,
Then we have a lot to learn.
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Tin Foil Cat
02:09
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C F G C
As far as felines go, he’s much smarter than the rest,
F C G C
He don’t fish in the mainstream, he knows the fringe is best.
C G F C F C G C
No you can’t foil, the tin foil cat, he’s there in his hat, he knows where it’s at,
No you can’t foil, the tin foil cat, If there’s something to know, he knows about that.
Only eats the dry food, cause he know they lace the wet,
With mind altering chemicals, that send you to the vet.
When he does autopsies, on one of the local rats,
He can see the altered DNA, leaves those for sheeple cats,
He does all of his own research, his house is cabled with Cat 5,
Keeps away from 5G, cause he wants to stay alive.
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Fool Disclosure
02:19
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G C G D
The Orange man’s an alien, there I said it straight,
Am G D
The deepest of conspiracies, since Nixon’s Watergate.
C D G C
How else then can you explain, the torch light up the ass,
Am Em D G
Or the bucket load of orange spray, to cover his gray mass,
G G C G
He’s a grifter, he’s a drifter, possibly a shape shifter,
C G D G
And we hope he goes to jail, and doesn’t come out.
He just wanted to drain the swamp, so his saucers they could land,
Make Aliens Govern Again, was what he really planned.
The home he has in Florida, is a secret space port,
Mare Lago inter-stellar fights, now that’s a scary thought,
They say he stole some documents, to sell on to his mates,
The Saudi’s and the Russians, but the truth now I’ll relate,
He took them for intelligence, beyond the human ken,
Extraterrestrial orange humanoids, will rule the earth again.
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Em G D
I’m an open minded guy, I’ll give most things a try,
C G D C D Em
But if you really care, Then please don’t probe me there.
I know we like to play, Food and feathers are okay,
It’s the one thing I can’t bear, so please don’t probe me there.
I dressed as fire man, And role played your cousin Stan,
Even if it is a dare, Please don’t ever probe me there.
I know this month’s your turn, And for aliens you yearn,
I’ll paint my skin green and shave my hair, But please don’t probe me there.
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Someone Killed My Cow
02:58
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Am G Am
Daisy was a milker, the finest in the herd,
C Am G Am
She was gentle, smart and loyal, Would answer to my word.
But then one night I found her, In a state beyond belief,
What monster would do such a thing, my heart it broke with grief.
The night was still and quiet, when I heard the hound dogs bark,
I took my torch and shotgun, ventured into the dark.
I saw the lights a dancing, way up in the sky,
And ground beneath was shaking, as something large flew by.
And then I found my Daisy, what was left of her at least,
An undignified ending, for such a well-loved beast,
Her spleen and heart were missing, They’d taken her left eye,
Entrails in a spiral, and all the blood drained dry,
I don’t know who killed daisy, Maybe Steve’s kids over the hill,
But I miss her gentle mooing, And I think I always will.
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10. |
The Truth is in Here
02:55
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C Am F G
The truth is in here, but I can’t get it out,
F C G C
No matter how hard I try, or how loud I shout,
C Am F G
I know it’s inside, cause I’m sure it went in,
F C G C
But if I can’t get it open, there’s no way I can win.
I found this cool laptop, I bought it online,
It was owned by a Biden, Now fame could be mine,
If I can just get the damn, welcome screen to unlock,
I’ll see all of his files, and his dirty big…photos.
I found this SD card, out on the highway,
By the secret defence base, just the other day,
It must hold alien secrets, and with any luck,
Just like that Elon Musk, I’ll be wealthy as…. Him.
The saucer it landed, there in my backyard,
But to get the thing open, is really quite hard,
I know green men are in there, I can see the lights strobe,
When they finally get out, They’ll come for me with their..probe.
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Daniel Kelly Australia
I'm a singer/ songwriter/filker from Yass in Australia.
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