(2014)
when your round you’ll roll through towns never staying for the night but when your square you’ll just sit there
The pop gun out law rode from town to town on his steed he’d ride wearing his hat like a crown his name they would call
If I could invent one thing It would be a bubble blower I’d make myself a bubble friend And really get to know her I’d make myself some bubble boxers
I woke up this morning With my hair knotted in every way But it did not bother me not one b… Since today’s a good kind of day I reached for the bedroom door
Maybe just one more piece What could possibly go wrong It won’t really make a difference Oh dear it’s all gone...
If you walk past me Oh, the things you would not know There’s plenty of stories and tale… If you stop to say hello
There sat a house Above the ocean They say when in it To not cause commotion If it were to teeter
I am the one Who lives in your vents Its a rather nice life Not worrying about rent My favorite hobby is
There once was a man Who was known and feared For the frightnening features Of his beard His hair was long
Who cares when you dance It’s not to the beat Your claps aren’t timed And you stomp your feet Be the first to dance
Upon her own pedestal Is where she sat Not down on earth She was too good for that She’s never wrong just ask her
There once was a kid who balanced… on roofs, wires, and rocks he decided to raise the risks in a… where he would balance on top of a crock
I once was a wolf I followed a pack I grew out my hair Till it covered my back I howled to the moon
There was a man With the largest of eyes They said he could see For miles wide A job as a lookout
As I walked through the woods I saw a heard of doe, doe, doe But I returned shortly As the ray, ray, rain began to flo… My job you ask me, me, me
