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Poppy Da Bobby and Grampa Derek explored your brain minds and made sounds about it.

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released March 4, 2014

Poppy Da Bobby (beach moon/peach moon)
and
Grampa Derek (rice cultivation society)
made
all of it

Uncle Gary O'keefe took some noise off of track #1. Thanks Gary!

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Indestructible Grampas New York

Grampa Derek (Rice Cultivation Society) and his biggest fan, Poppy Da Bobby (Beach Moon/Peach Moon) doing what they do best: eating avocados with nutritional yeast.

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Track Name: Plight Of The Bumblebee
Cassowary bites and bites
Drunken sailor's thoughts at night
Bursting at the britches
Of the moon and the stars

He can see his house from here
His wife and children very clear
Coyote next door
Gnawing on the morning sun

Look at those groundhogs!
They chase the robbers away
With the head of a drum
Chase them with the head of a drum

The thief, with the head of a drum.
The thief, with the head of a drum.
Track Name: Approaching The Subconscious By Force
Cassowary bites and bites
Drunken sailor's thoughts at night
Bursting at the britches
Of the moon and the stars

He can see his house from here
His wife and children very clear
Coyote next door
Gnawing on the morning sun

Look at those groundhogs!
They chase the robbers away
With the head of a drum
Chase them with the head of a drum
The thief with the head of a drum.

The thief with the head of a drum.
Track Name: Plastic Bones
Got a river runnin' through my plastic bones
Gotta' get home to my motor home
Bringin' home a jelly made it by my own
Killin' two hawks with an otter stone
Pickin' up a chicken with a tender throne
King Of Malashikis mighty cloud unknown
He knows I know you know how it goes, you know?
Now I got a sinkhole where I had a soul

Sitting at the table, would you pass the dreams?
Sugar honey, cotton tummy? If you please.
When it's sunny out, I feel it in my knees
I remember when I used to have knees
Got a river runnin' through my plastic bones
Now I got a sinkhole where I had a soul
Track Name: 1-800-MATTERS
Skin The face from your ghost
...from your ghost in my dream.
Not from your real ghost
....but your Ghost in my dream.

Took the face from your ghost,
it's a mask with eye holes.
Lined them up with my eyes,
to see what you might see.

But it's all the same as what I see,
I still see all of the time
I try to touch your matters,
but my fingers go right on by.

What I'm trying to say
If you know what I mean
Think you get the point, right?
Do you still believe me?

Is it all the same as what I see?
I still see all of the time!
I try to touch your matters,
but my fingers go right on by.

Is it all the same?

OOOOOOOOOOOOOoOOoOOOoOOOOOoo
OoOOOOoooOoOOooooOOooOoOoOo
OooOoOOOooooOOOOooOoooOOOoOO
oOOOOOOooOOOOOoooOOOOOOOOooooo
OooOOoOOOOooooooOOOOOooOooOoOo
Track Name: Told
With your face like a tall tree
Your voice like a bird
I'm a standing structure
I hang on your words

I gather raindrops
I'll build you a stove
If the door doesn't open
I'll wait in the cold

And I don't know
If I'll ever grow old
It doesn't take a long time
Just as long as I'm told

When there is nothing more of me
And I'm out of these chains
Will you still talk to me?
Do you remember my name?

There's too many people
I don't understand
They'll kill you to make you
eat from your hands

And I don't know
If I'll ever grow old
It doesn't take a long time
Just as long as I'm told
Track Name: SpaGetty Lee
Forget what you think you know
Remember what you think you don't
OOOOoooooOOooooo
I'm comin' home

Bobadobadoo

Meet me on the hill where the days are long
Get the rump roast ready 'till the break of dawn
OOOOOOoooOOOOOoooooo
I'm comin' home

Yabadabbadoo

Rumpledumplestilskin
Turns the little kids to gold
I don't know if I'll ever grow old
Like all those kids I sold

Trickle in like the morning sun
Tip-toeing like Atilla The Hun
OOOOooooOOOOOoooooo
I'm comin' home

Yabadabaday

Mama said don't date Capricorns
Tom Sawer with them devil horns
Makes me wish that I'd never been born

I'm comin' home!

WooooOOooOOooooOoooooooo!
Track Name: Sleepy Head
The task at hand is a foot
Below your nose
From your toes
From your past

Go to bed, sleepyhead
Then wake up
Then go to the future!

When the past is a glass jar that you grow inside of, and its size is relative only to your heart, then the glass cannot hold you. And all your dreams are but dreams within dreams, within glass jars, within different dreams. So crack your knucks, and git movin' on, 'cause when the consciousness collector comes around, you wanna be ready. (That's right!)

My soul is just an old
Bird
On conciane
In the rain
Getting tired

Fun, fun for everyone!
(Bird)
Fun for you
And for me
Fun in the future
And for forever!