A song I wrote and recorded that's been played a lot with the band. I played all parts here except the drums, which are, as always, a drum machine.

Lyrics:
Down for deep-sea diving,
Mr. Mojo Rising,
"She's a gypsy woman!"
Mr. Mayfield's crying,

Oh, you make me feel like,
Oh, it feels just like
Intoxication

On the champagne shoreline,
All the shell-shocked have-nots,
Screaming "Christ Almighty!"
Singing sunburned sambas,

What a full-scale failure,
We're a flushed-out pipe dream,
You're so trance-inducing,
I'm so anti-social

Intoxication (Demo)

I felt weird so I wanted to write a song about God, drugs and spines. After writing it I felt less weird. THIS IS THAT SONG.

Lyrics: 
Soft reflections, light pollution, 
Mirror to divinity and beyond. 
Disconnected institutions
Cannot show me all of your brilliance. 
Holding tighter, live in patience
Make me whole, I wanna go home. 
Acid suntan, revelations,
Find you inside books and birds and

Clinging to my spine
I’ll have you,
Dripping down my skin. 
Buzzed for lightyears,
My face sinks in a 
Beatific grin. 

Meditate to Marvin Gaye,
To figure out what’s going on. 
Lose your ego on a beach day,
The ape has learned to wash itself.
Finding patterns, soul vibrations,
Can’t somebody play me some Monk.
Acid suntan, revelations,
You’re living now behind my neck and

Repeat chorus

(saxaphone dawdling)

Acid Suntan

Baby learned to write with seventh chords and have confusing feelings about beautiful men with positive mental attitudes. Many references to Johnathan Swift, one to Plath, and two to perfume genius. Poorly mastered/mixed, and many loops (although all the lead/solo parts are improvised).

This is by far the longest song I've ever written with lyrics, and I'm kinda proud of the result. This is intended to be as campy and trite as it is, though my voice is actually just kinda that way in this range.

Chords and Lyrics:
The Lovin’ Separations

CM7 A7
FM7 G7
CM7 Em7
Dm7 FM7

Call me an ornthalagist, know my way around a cockatoo,
But damn I'll be fucked if I've learned how to talk to you.
Ecstacy on ego, yr sticking to my brain a lot,
And I can’t help wondering how much time we’ve got.
Anxious interactions, fidget, smoke, and lingering,
Yr hung like a Houyhnhnm, dick so Brobdingn    agian.
Trial and error, learn the rhythm of your hooves,
Got my heart on Lockedown, your tail is my muse.
Noble savage, I've known you to love a field,
But I’m just a loopy yahoo can never make this real.
Gullible rabble said I had to bear my heart, but you 
Lilliput me in my place, tiny and torn apart.
Leaning like Piza, neurotoxins got you lusty.
Yr mouth's a floating island that I would love to crush me
Mix and master dialectic, your philosophy’s so sweet, 
But tonight it is your kindness that will sweet me off my feet.

CM7  
FM7
Em7
Dm7
And you.
I really like you dude.
But don’t go fucking around with me. 
And you.
I really like you dude.
So don’t go fucking around with me.

Wear your scent like a genius, I can handle the stink,
Bumping Learning in a bathhouse can really make you think.
Tell me what you see/saw, ‘cause I’m up and down a lot.
Watching your talking head turn everything to little dots.
Boy’s nuzzle is muzzling, so I’m out of words for now.
Please shut me up, please plant a kiss upon my brow.
Cracked like a bell jar, feel I'm on display for you,
 But I would die to live in glass if you will live there too.
Lay me down between your knees and hold me close,
Let me know I'm the soul your spirit craves the most.
I’ll supine away for you, I love in separation,
Left forever restless, my devotional fascination.



Lovin' Separation

Kurt Place

Certifeye'd feat. Noble Nativez

Lyrics:
I pop my klonopin in the morning, I pop my pill to keep me going 
I think that I might have a problem, but I still ain't hit rock bottom 

Crush that Xanax into to powder, give me a drink in about an hour 
I want to forget my life, I want to forget my strife 

All these thoughts up in my head, all these thoughts don't want to dread
Run, Run, Hide, Hide
Don't make me decide

I got problems, You got problems, They got problems, we all got problems 
Why don't we just run away, come again another day 
Little children want to play so, rain, rain go away 

Klonopin, Klonopin, Klonopin, Klonopin,Klonopin,Klonopin
Run, Run, Hide, Hide don't make me decide
Run, Run,Run 
Hide, Hide, Hide
Don't make me decide
why don't we just run away come again another day 
little children want to play , rain, rain go away

Rebecca

Klonopin

This is The Koopa Troop's rendition of a JRPG classic tune: The Main Theme from Chrono Trigger. Please enjoy our take on the theme with real instruments and improvisations. Arranged by The Koopa Troop's Wilson McLeish AKA Luigi.
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Chelsea McBride - Flute
Wilson McLeish - Guitar and arrangement
Chris Bruder - Keyboards
Tom Altobelli - Bass
Tyler Goertzen - Drums

Intoxication (Demo)

Goldenage