Häagen Dûdz - The Jam Zone

Drums samples from The Winston's - Amen, Brother

"Synths" are animal sounds. Bullfrogs, porcupines, beavers, swallows, & sparrows

[Intro]
Warning, you are now approaching a designated jam zone, please present identification. Very good, you may now proceed to dance!

[Verse 1]
Mercury Venus Earth and Mars
Are all designated jam zone so far
In the sea of stars, Earth is an island
This island Earth
Limit all your dancing to jam zone principality
Under consequence of cosmic criminality
Come on and slam, welcome to the jam
Welcome to the jam zone

[Chorus]
Limit all your dancing to the jam zone please
The jam zone please, the jam zone please Limit all your dancing to the jam zone please
The jam zone please, the jam zone please

[Verse 2]
Mercury Venus Earth and Mars
Are all designated jam zone so far
Your planet is property of cosmic coalition
Prepare to be inducted into jam zone tradition
Pluto is still a planet, but
If you don't want it we will take it for jam zone
Jam zone swag

[Chorus]
Welcome to the jam zone
Limit all your dancing to the jam zone please
The jam zone please, the jam zone please
Limit all your dancing to the jam zone please
The jam zone please, the jam zone please

[Outro]
DJ Lemon Pepper has a PHd in swag

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Häagen Dûdz [Johnny Salt, DJ Lemon Pepper] - The Jam Zone

Man
Not an island
I never said goodbye and
I don't even know
You alive?
I stopped believing I'd still breathe in
Barely hanging on
Waves crashing around me
Feet in the sand
I always wanted to live at the beach
Here I stand
What did I do with my last year?
Smoke the weeds that grow and sit here
Funny how life just goes on and on
Even if everything stops
I could have existed alone anywhere
But this island prison
Monotonous walls of waves
Endlessly crashing every day
Whoosh
I tried to escape
At first it consumed me 
Like I consumed that barrel of rum
That I grabbed in the dark sea that saved my life
Or I thought it did
Before it tried to kill me
Hey, I got thirsty
I tried to build a raft
Signal with smoke
Hard to keep that up
Day after day when alone
So over and over, sunset, sunrise, rain or shine
- and it rains a lot here - 
I thought of the last thing I said to you as you left
So dumb
I guess you got the space you said you needed
and I have all the time in the world to replay it
You know that saying,
"If you got trapped on an island and could only bring..."
Well, I did and I got to bring everything
But everything? Not enough with no one
No one to love, with all of the stuff but
No one to point to the sun above
Setting over the most breathtaking horizon
So dumb
Losing you? My greatest fear
Now I have an island of everything
And I can't wish you here
I don't think I can live as an island for another year
Sorry, but
I can't do this for another year

Former Fat Boys [A Dinosaur, Hard Corey] - I Was An Island

Feet buried in the sand; feels like forever 

Writing letters saying please rescue sender 

Tend to spend my days – remembering 

Better day – coulda turned lemons to lemonade 

Just shoulda said no to the flight 

Trust in my pilot blinded my foresight 

Tried yellin when the plane veered off course 

The only thing that happened – my voice just got hoarse 

She said that sorta paranoia got ya thinking things 

Sensors on the panel all lit and flickering 

Altitude dropping – she needs the rush 

Drunk off the feeling even if it leaves me crushed 

Trust – when I call this situation a lose – lose 

Kill me softly with her song on her list of to-dos 

Engine sputtering, wings have some screws loose 

Last thing I remember she jumped with the parachute 

Dude, trapped in a catch 22 

Woke up on this island not having a clue 

Glass looked empty – used to swipe right to put some hope in it 

Now we drinking mai-tais outta coconuts 

Beach bummin – not so bad really 

One with the sun and the sand livin freely 

You ever sleep to the sound of the tide 

Island life got me feelin alright 

Retrospective has me taking a long look 

If I had a phone, probly callin up Tom Nook 

Like go ahead and sign me up son 

Blame the disappearance on an alien abduction 

Let obituaries read Bermuda Triangle 

Sang over two 45s makes the right angle 

Tell’um I gone up to live with the angels 

All good in this hammock with the sun in my face, yo.

Dappersaurus [An Hobbes, 2Ton21] - Coconut Maitai

We went to Mile 0 Beach and the local petting zoo with a zoom recorder.


The "kick drum" is us kicking a 5 Gallon drum we found on the beach, detuned

The "hi hats" are clam and oyster shells we found and clicked together

The "rim shots" are sticks we found on the beach and smacked together

The Beach noise is recorded directly from the Pacific Ocean

The Campfire noise came from Klopps backyard
The Tape click is my old Sony Walkman starting and stopping the first mixtape my hiphop group was ever on

The Goat, Peacock, and Zebu noises are from the Beacon Hill petting farm

LYRICS:

our ride is busted up
droppin rhymes like a coconut
hoping that 
provoking the totem 
chimes and it opens up

a broken structure
ruptures from the scenery
intertwined with vines 
decaing time beneath me


a tropical island
got a sidekick beside him
tryna fuck with Poseidon
but it's hard to stay fluid

as I scribe on papyrus
the esophogas tires
pyus, sensory fire
in time with the movement

LETS GO!

circle tightens 
so we have a palaver
squaking with the sparrows 
holding court over this challenge


the, lord of flies says
piggies on the spit now
watch me take this corny round
and crank out a legit sound


how it goin down
rapping through a busted gut
throat ripping nasaly scrub
picking the slack up

you better back up 
I learned how to bellow
stoke the fire ripping
pire glistens get the marshmallows


kicking lyrics by the ocean
the coastal erosion
broken by the tones
spoken at the quotient

copious atonement
won't show the globe
we've sown and were imploding
so enjoy covid 
and the collective 
of open mourning


no adorning fans 
no exploring random 
sands the globe is
shut down for expansion
till we get our stab

what the fuck
was that a crab
riding on a deer
please can we get back
to the studio with 
our gear
I fucking hate it here

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