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Drunk Baby
03:02
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Well, I walked into my favorite bar on a Wendesday night
I had plans of sipping beer and letting the time pass me by
I said howdy to the bartender, he started pouring me my usual
I was shuffling to my spot where my barstool sits and I noticed something was off
cause there wasn't no stool there, just a high chair
and I started talking to the individual in that chair, I said
drunk baby
where did you learn to drink
drunk baby
what're your parents gonna think?
I see you stumbling and bumbling
and gurgling up some goo
drunk drunk baby, gonna make a man out of you
that little baby looked at me and didn't say one word
in fact, he acted like he didn't understand a damn word I was saying at all
so I, being the better man, sat at the other end of the bar and minded my business
and then after some beers, I noticed this baby just kept staring at me
till finally, I had to walk up to that baby, and I said
drunk baby
who let you in this bar?
drunk baby
somebody take the keys to your car
you've been drinking and stinking
it's anybody's guess
drunk, drunk baby
who's gonna take care of this mess?
well that must have been the last straw. because this baby started crying.
and it was so loud, hell, I started crying.
and then he pissed himself. and then i pissed myself.
and then he vomited on me.
and wouldn't you know it, I puked right on top of that baby's head
and that's when I realized, me and this baby, we weren't so different after all
and that's when Earl told us to shut up and pay attention to the news on the old black n white TV
a man in a white coat was talking about a time portal that was turning our linear timeline into a curly que shape with consequences previously thought impossible
and as I looked into that baby's eyes and he looked into mine
I realized that that new friend I had made, was me
cause I'm a
drunk baby
traveled from the past
drunk baby
getting hammered off my ass
there's a fine line when the timeline
tangles into the unknown
drunk, drunk baby
was me before I had grown
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CLON's in Space
03:01
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CLON's in space
what a place
he upgraded himself
and left without a trace
CLON's in space
what a place
his hardware and
consciousness interlaced
CLON's in space
what a place
Bryan Funglehead's
left alone in discrace
CLON's in space
what a waste
Bryan's got nothing
but peanut butter toothpaste
CLON's in space
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"In His Head..."
00:48
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CLON's Rude Entrance
01:48
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