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Weather Jam
02:58
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He's got a thunderin' head, on a cold front-buttoned coat
Hair like hailstones and bold wildfire's in his throat
He's always stumblin', cloudy rumbles stop his sleep
Singin' take things easy 'cause this life's not yours to keep and I said woo
Way up in the atmosphere
Thunderstorms sometimes severe
Rainin' hailin' lighting frightning all our fans away
Way up in the atmosphere
Way up in the atmosphere
Thunderstorms sometimes severe
Rainin' hailin' lighting frightning all our fans away
Way up in the atmosphere
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Wake Me Up Day
04:17
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Lettuce and tomatoes, peppers and potatoes growing in my garden everyday
Mrs. Escajeda ate a rutabaga, in fact I saw her do it the other day
Lettuce and tomatoes, peppers and potatoes growing in my garden everyday
Mrs. Escajeda ate a rutabaga, in fact I saw her do it the other day
Sad Tony's in a bad spot, coming home from work with all the stress he's got singing
"I don't know but I can try not to be very long, I don't sleep 'cause in my head is this gardening song"
Sad Tony's in a bit of a pickle, radio on you know the traffic's a trickle oh no.
Pretty girl who runs the vegetable stand, I think I can be your man, we could be together everyday
I buy some of your produce just to get to know you, I think that maybe we should go on a date
Sad Tony's in a bad spot, coming home from work with all the stress he's got singing
"I don't know but I can try not to be very long, I don't sleep 'cause in my head is this gardening song"
Sad Tony's in a bit of a pickle, radio on you know the traffic's a trickle oh no.
If you can name it, we're growing it, and Tony passed by without even knowing it
I yelled out to him, he said "You sure I can come?" I said "man we got enough to share, with everyone"
Lettuce and tomatoes, peppers and potatoes growing in my garden everyday
Mrs. Escajeda ate a rutabaga, in fact I saw her do it the other day
Dandelions and clovers, now this song is over
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Esmerelda
05:34
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There once was a baby kazoo
And all she could mutter was moo
While she was spinning
The lights were all dimming
Perfectly setting the mood
Now she's a teenage trombone
She spend's all her weekends at home
And though she looks dashing
And has checks for cashing
She thinks she's the next on the throne
It's yours if you want it, if not you can pawn it
It's yours if you want it to be
You're small but its alright, I'll be by you all night
I'll be by all night if you need
You can take it home if you want to
If not it may come back to haunt you
She set out one bright foggy night
In search of the source of the light
She never found it
Though she searched all around it,
Now it's late, and home is far from sight
So she caught a ride with a man in a really big automobile
He stuffed it with all he could steal
He's always driving
But never arriving
He steers in his sleep at the wheel
They drove in to a dark crystal cave
To stash all the loot he had saved
But in it were lizards
And sparkling wizards
And suddenly he was not quite so brave
It's yours if you want it, if not you can pawn it
It's yours if you want it to be
You're small but it's alright, I'll be by you all night
I'll be by all night if you need
You can take it home if you want to
If not it may come back to haunt you
All the cobblestones, they're all in my car
All the garden gnomes, they're all in my car
All the memory foam, they're all in my car
So many things and they're all in my car
All the desert roads, they're all in my car
All my student loans, they're all in my car
All the cheese calzones, they're all in my car
So many things and they're all in my car
They're all in my car
Where is my car?
That's not my car
Where is my car?
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Andromeda
03:18
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Banned From The Sand
04:03
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We're an Arabian band
We come from the Arabian sands
And we speak Arabian everywhere we go
If you're not an Arabian fan
Come on take my Arabian hand
Spend an Arabian night in an Arabian chateau
Until you try it you don't know
Riding through the desert in a caravan,
Trying to get to Mecca before the sun,
There's gallons in the seas all around me
But the salt has gone and ruined every one
It's hot enough to boil,
My god have we got oil
We're an Arabian band
We come from the Arabian sands
And we speak Arabian everywhere we go
If you're not an Arabian fan
Come on take my Arabian hand
Spend an Arabian night in an Arabian chateau
Until you try it you don't know
Riding in to Mecca on camel back,
Everyone seems friendly and wise
Now my turban turban keeps the sunlight off my eyebrows
And my eyebrows keep the sunlight off my eyes
It's hot enough to boil,
My god have we got oil
We're an Arabian band
We come from the Arabian sands
And we speak Arabian everywhere we go
If you're not an Arabian fan
Come on take my Arabian hand
Spend an Arabian night in an Arabian chateau
Until you try it you don't
Hello we are the nation's only all Arabian band
Hello we are the nation's only all Arabian band
We're awfully nervous but the audience has truly been grand
Hello we are the nation's only all Arabian band
We're an Arabian band
We come from the Arabian sands
And we speak Arabian everywhere we go
If you're not an Arabian fan
Come on take my Arabian hand
Spend an Arabian night in an Arabian chateau
We're an Arabian band
We come from the Arabian sands
And we speak Arabian everywhere we go
If you're not an Arabian fan
Come on take my Arabian hand
Spend an Arabian night in an Arabian chateau
Until you try it you don't, until you try it you don't, until you try it you don't know
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Bi Boi
03:58
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Well I'm a bumblin' bee, on a ramblin' daisy,
Play in a band with a candy soundin' mandolin baby
Havin' fun on the run, with my one-legged lady
I remember last night, but it's a little bit hazy
Bi boy
Bi boy, baby boy, I'll be joining the navy,
Don't make me do you no harm, I'll be back again maybe
Bi boy, baby boy, I'll be joining the navy,
Don't make me do you no harm, I'll be back again maybe
Bi boy
Call me on the other line
If you need some more time,
How are you? I feel fine
Well, there ain't no certain organ I need
Why don't you tell me who you want me to be?
I hope you never know, pray that you never know
What it is to swing and be lonely,
Why don't you tell me who you want me to be?
Bi boy, baby boy, I'll be joining the navy,
Don't make me do you no harm, I'll be back again maybe
Bi boy, baby boy, I'll be joining the navy,
Don't make me do you no harm, I'll be back again maybe
Bi boy, bi boy
Call me on the other line
If you need some more time,
How are you? I feel fine
Well, there ain't no certain organ I need
Why don't you tell me who you want me to be?
I hope you never know, pray that you never know
What it is to swing and be lonely,
Why don't you tell me who you want me to be?
Bi boy, bi boy, bi boy, bi boy
Boy be my baby, I'll be joining the navy
Never wanna ask you where to start
Boy be my baby, I'll be joining the navy
Never wanna ask you where to start
Boy be my baby, I'll be joining the navy
Never wanna ask you where to start
Boy be my baby, I'll be joining the navy
Never wanna ask you where to start
Why don't you tell me who you want me to be?
I hope you never know, pray that you never know
What it is to swing and be lonely,
Why don't you tell me who you want me to be?
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I'm the lonely pear in the banana tree, yes I've been separated from my family, so sad nobody ever wants to swing with me, 'cause I'm the only one without a peel you see, so sad. I'm so sweet, but I'm so sad.
Lonely lonely sad and so lonely, I am the lonely pear in the banana tree
Lonely lonely sad and so lonely, I am the lonely pear in the banana tree
Lonely lonely sad and so lonely, I am the lonely pear in the banana tree
Lonely lonely sad and so lonely, I am the lonely pear
Well I said I've been running from the police, with my big figured woman named Joleese
Well last night I've been running from the police, with my big figured woman named Joleese
I've been running from the police, with my big figured woman named Joleese
I've been running from the police, with my big figured woman named Joleese
I said I've been sprinting from the sheriff, just because I forgot to pay my tariff
I said I've been sprinting from the sheriff, just because I forgot to pay my tariff.
Last night I've been escaping from Barak Obama, all because I said some unkind things about his mama.
Running from the police, with my big figured woman named Joleese
I'm still the lonely pear in the banana tree, now family comes and visits my occasionally, I've got a big roomy branch and a nice TV, courtesy of the CIA you see, I won't tell. I saw what they did, but I won't tell.
Lonely lonely sad and so lonely, I am the lonely pear in the banana tree
Lonely lonely sad and so lonely, I am the lonely pear in the banana tree
Lonely lonely sad and so lonely, I am the lonely pear in the banana tree
Lonely lonely sad and so lonely, I am the lonely pear
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The Educators Connecticut
The Educators are 3 piece jam band out of Farmington, CT. The band started as 3 high schoolers looking for exrta credit, and is now a cohesive rock band playing venues throughout New England, with Pat Scully on percussion, Rob Isner on bass, and Andy Meigs on keyboard and vocals. The Educators also enjoy collaborating with guitarist Calvin Betancourt both in studio and on stage. ... more
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