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Julie's Fridge
03:55
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Went to my Mother's fridge
To grab some cookie dough, uh oh...oh
But all I saw was bardok root
And duck embryo, uh oh...oh
I saw some pink things
Saw some blue
I saw a beige juice
And gray green goo
My Mom has so much in her supply
But none of it is something I recognize
What's going on in Julie's fridge?
What's in that jar?
I don't know what that is
What's going on in her ice chest?
Is that a scoby, Mom?
Or a chicken breast?
A trip through Julie's Fridge
Is a trip through the unknown, uh oh...oh
A petri dish of fermentation
And cartilage bone, uh oh...oh
Forget a burger or apple pie
The standard pantry my Mom defies
So let's go wild and have a feast
Of Chantelle mushrooms & expired yeast
What's going on in Julie's fridge?
What's in that jar?
I don't know what that is
What's going on in this ice box?
I can't tell if this is food or not
No Oreos, no no
No Cheerios, no Cheerios, no no
No Oreos, no no
No Elios, no no
No Oreos, no Cheerios or Elios
No no...
What's going on in Julie's fridge?
What's in that jar?
I don't know what that is
What's going on in her ice chest?
Is that a scoby, Mom?
Or a chicken breast?
What's going on in Julie's fridge?
What's in that jar?
I don't know what that is
What's going on in this icebox?
I can't tell if this is food or not
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Tired of chicken
Tired of pork
I want crab meat
On my fork
What's my favorite food
Yeah, you guessed it
Crab meat pie
Ooh, it's epic
Oh, crab meat pie
Beamed down
From the Crab Nebuli
Crab meat saved my soul
I put crab meat in my hole
And I don't want to die
Oh, crab meat pie
Oh, crab meat pie
It's epic
Respect it
Resurrect it
If you find yourself
In Richmond, VA
On Byron Street
Its your lucky day
Step right into
Queen's Deli
Buy a crab meat pie
To fill your belly
Oh, crab meat pie
Beamed down
From the Crab Nebuli
I'm going epileptic
Cuz this crab meat pie is epic
And I'm not afraid to die
Oh, crab meat pie
Oh, crab meat pie
It's epic
Respect it
Don't neglect it
Oh, crab meat pie
Oh, crab meat pie
It's epic
Respect it
Resurrect it
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Fishy Patty
02:14
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Fishy days & fishy nights
Everything is fish
I don't know quite how to feel
I know that life's a bitch
I met this little girlie
By the name of Fishy Patty
She was a grand old patty
She had a fishy daddy
And her name was Fishy Patty
Lucky charms & graham crackers
Are on my grocery list
I look in your fishy eyes,
Your fishy mouth & lips
I need to squeeze you hard
You know I can't resist
My little fishy patty
All lean & no fatty
And her name was Fishy Patty
And her name was Fishy Patty
One fine day
Patty swam to close to the sun
She got caught in a fisher's net
And now she's on a bun
She tried so hard to get away
But it was of no use
Now she's on a plate of fries
In vinegar juice
And her name was Fishy Patty
And her name was Fishy Patty
Patty don't quit
Patty don't lie
Patty chops wood like a samurai
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Law of Ham
03:57
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Lick the Crumbs
04:02
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Let me lick the crumbs
Out from your mustache
Let me eat the food
Out of your beard
Let me lick the crumbs
Out of your mustache
Oh, Daddy
You've got nothing to fear
I'm gonna lick your cock so good
I'm gonna make you cum
You're gonna fall right to sleep
You goddamn fucking bum
But when you wake up from your sleep
You will never realize
That I've eaten all the crumbs
From your beard like hairy little pies
Love is so complicated
Trying to get through this modern world
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
Everyone knows
That something's gotta give
But how you gonna give
If you don't know how to live
Let me lick the crumbs
Out from your mustache
Let me eat the food
Out from your beard
Now your fast asleep
Like an infant child
And so I lick all the crumbs
Some are spicy
Some are mild
I sprinkle your beard
With a pinch of salt
If my tongue tickles your chin
Its really not my fault
I love the way those crumbs
Hide inside the cracks
Once they go down my throat
They're never coming back
Daddy
Let me lick the crumbs
Out from your mustache
Let me eat the food
Out from your beard
Let me lick the crumbs
Out from your mustache
Let me eat the food
Out from your beard
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