Looney Buns: Ice Cream in the Sun

Here's something sweet in electronic odd bop sauce.


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lyrics:

Pick a stick and dog a walk
Shaking hands, laughing friends, clothing brands, sock
Fix your face with magic goo
Wait for the dream to come true

Clouds are on the run
Flies play with the fan
Ice cream in the sun
Melting on a cinnamon bun

Search the bed to find the clue
Sleepy head, eyes are red, cockroach's dead, shoe
Clean the beach and wait for snow
Play a divertimento

Fries fry on the pan
Blaze is set to stun
Ice cream in the sun
Chasing darker shade of the tan

Blue is high and green is low
Break the fence, make no sense, absurdance, go
Dutch to fly and French for fries
Swiss to whip the cream on the ice

Fries fry on the pan
Sun sets in Japan
Ice cream on the run
Chasing darker shade of the tan

Looney Buns: Sailor Songs

If you've got some time to loose, there's no better way than to sink it in a dirty sailor song.


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lyrics:

Breaking a glass in search for a drink
Smashed into pieces, glittering in the sink
Wet paper boat for a thirsty throat
Singing dirty sailor songs by the fire

Putting sun oil on a paper plane
Drowning in hope that it will fly in the rain
Building a shed on a water bed
Singing dirty sailor songs by the fire

My life among the machines
Is defined by the quality of my dreams
Sailing through electric seas
The weather's bad and the rigging is Chinese

Running away on a paper train
Time's passing by, but everything looks the same
Sleeping through days for the nights to waste
Singing dirty sailor songs by the fire

The tide is getting high, the winds are howling
The waves are crashing on the edge of my bed
The wind is getting strong, the waves are boiling
The tide is getting high, in my clogged up sink