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Nathan: You're rolling, dude.
Austin: Hey.
Chance: You peek past your place in the petals,
See I'm pedaling a statement saying,
"Really, baby, I'm a pretty decent guy."
I'm to pass through.
A cabby's taking me to home base at your apartment on this starlit plane o'er which we fly!
A foot instead of a hoof.
I'm settling into the groove.
Sink into the thrilling stillness; nothing seems to be awry.
I'm up to pass through.
A cabby's taking me to home base at your apartment.
I'm mystified.
Wake before the warbles and the morning light.
I never did expect that we would sleep through this night.
We've got a whole lot of faith that I ain't going to complain about it.
I shred the shroud of the night life's gown.
You pull my stem and maybe germinate my stamen.
Kyle helps me make my way across town.
Shredding the shroud now on the night life's gown, yeah!
Peek past your place in the petals.
I'm pedaling a statement saying,
"Really, baby, I'm a pretty decent guy."
I'm to pass through.
A cabby's taking me to home base at your apartment on this starlit plane o'er which we fly!
A foot instead of a hoof.
I'm settling into the groove.
Sink into the thrilling stillness; nothing seems to be awry.
I'm up to pass through.
A cabby's taking me to home base at your apartment.
I'm mystified.
Wake before the warbles and the morning light.
I never did expect that we would sleep through this night.
We've got a whole lot of faith that we ain't going to complain about it.
You're not fit, but I ain't gon' cry.
You pull my stem and maybe germinate my stamen.
Saying you're not fit's a colic, cold lie.
We should both be thankful that these shameful words don't fill our wasted time.
Make up your fucking mind.
We've got a whole lot of faith that we ain't going to complain about it.
You're not fit, but I ain't gon' cry.
You pull my stem and maybe germinate my stamen.
Saying you're not fit's a colic, cold lie.
We've got a whole lot of faith that we ain't going to complain about it.
You're not fit, but I ain't gon' cry.
You pull my stem and maybe germinate my stamen.
Saying you're not fit's a colic, cold lie.
You're unfaithful. You flaunt A.I.
You're ungrateful, and so am I, but it's still not alright.
We should both be thankful that these shameful words don't fill our wasted time.
Make up your fucking mind.
Taking a taxi's going to feel just fine, yeah!
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Product Of Circumstance
02:45
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"Forsake sixteen years for your sick sense of pride!
Fist I threw,
Ellipse I drew,
The risk-dyed hue,
And the rest I'm going to find.
The rest I'm going to find.
My road's to be defined.
Keep your fingers intertwined."
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Splinterhead
04:35
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Austin: Thank you.
Chance: Thank you. Our name is Wang Mango. Thank you to all of you who've come out here tonight. Whether you're in a band, you're here to watch a band, you're the parent of a person in the band: thank you all for being here. Or you're running sound... Nathan Reeder. Thank you for being here, Nathan Reeder!
Davis: Aaaaay!
Peter: Aaaaay! Not yet, not yet. No! Not yet.
Austin: This song is called "Splinterhead."
Chance: Check, checkity, check?
Enmity's not the end I see. Impartial until this heart's hardily conduced
Conduced to brevity. Yet, this monad vine mutates the face of a wasted mind. Deep roots.
And frankly, Miss, uh, Frankie Lee is quite costly,
But in all honesty: she's cute. Yeah.
You can commemorate this contextually if not mentally.
No, we were meant to be confuted.
So it goes that oracularity has woken the whole hierodule.
Won't you come along compatibly?
Though Kim rocks a whole lot better than you.
Clean split!
Your enmity's not the end I see. Impartial until this heart's hardily conduced
We're conduced to brevity. Yet, this monad vine mutates the face of a wasted mind. Deep roots.
And frankly, Miss, uh, Frankie Lee is quite costly,
But in all honesty: she's cute. Yeah.
You can commemorate this contextually if not mentally.
No, we were meant to be confuted.
So it goes that oracularity has woken the whole hierodule.
Won't you come along compatibly?
Though Kim rocks a whole lot better than you.
We've been irregularly choking your tone. Let's follow through.
Won't you come along compatibly?
Though Kim rocks a whole lot better than you.
Well, appease me, please me, pay!
Rappel off of the hotel roof! Ha!
Goodness me! I'm a spook! Yeah...
Rappel off of the hotel roof! Ha!
Oracularity has woken the whole hierodule.
Won't you come along compatibly?
Though Kim rocks a whole lot better than you.
We've been irregularly choking your tone. Let's follow through.
I still can't see why you're so scared of me,
Though I stand a whole head higher than you.
Conduced to brevity. Yet, this monad vine mutates the face of a wasted mind. Deep roots.
Deep, deep, deep roots.
Austin: Hey, how's it going, guys?
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Changa
03:41
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Could I get these vocals up just a tiny bit? As much as you can spare me. Please. And thank you.
Fist in the air, but the lady's shunned me from upon me.
Assemble one of three utensils: a vast glass vase or some useless members.
Slow down and repeat the motion. Then you pour this potion.
I'm wary that I'm wearing these wisps of whims and waning notions.
Don't try too hard. And don't let it boil because you'll ruin it!
We're just looking for a nice simmer.
Okay, fees of fain embodiments of righteousness
Heed, proclaim a menace had controlled yourself.
If we complain, then impunity, it might just
Recede, remain incipient and overwhelmed!
Come and gather round, have your cancers cured.
An ancient Chinese secret has endured.
It's called Changa.
I'm wary than I'm wearing these wisps of whims and waning notions.
Come in here!
Oh!
Don't try too hard.
Let's go! Fees of fain embodiments of righteousness
Heed, proclaim a menace had controlled yourself.
If we complain, then impunity, it might just
Recede, remain incipient and overwhelmed!
Chanchito nugarito! Chanchito nugarito! Oh!
Look what the time has bought...
So much more than I'd thought.
Come and gather round, have your cancers cured.
An ancient Chinese secret has endured.
It's called Changa.
Assemble one of three utensils: a vast glass vase or some useless members.
Slow down and repeat the motion.
Rayayayayayaya!
Hey, thank you.
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5. |
Suck
03:39
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6. |
Hangman
02:45
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7. |
Infected Throbbing Penis
04:21
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8. |
Take Five
01:30
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Wang Mango St Paul, Minnesota
St. Paul, MN
Gavin Kashmark
Austin Lombardo
Peter Campanelli
Davis Jackson
Chance Gilliam
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