Coconut Surprise (Slop Slop)

(digging)
Hey Frank! Frank!

What?

Check this out! I found a tape recorder!
Looks like a minute or two of battery left!

Great! We can use it to send out an sos

Welcome to Island Time Live! The number one rated (and only) program on Island TV! Please welcome your host... Mike Bananas!

Hey! Thank you so much! Hey how bout this one Frank. Check out these stretches!
What are you doing...
Pilates of the Carribean!
(Frank) So thirsty... help help!

chilling on the island
feeling like a pirate
cos I think I got scurvy
Haven't eaten in days

Cos coconuts equal diarrhea
And no TP makes a red-raw rear
(Been a year), and a little bit of poo between two good friends

urrgh...

time for a key change more like a seachange
when i do wees out my dick I get pee pains
Went from yellow, to turning red
Speaking of red, I got terribly sunburnt

Coconut solo!

Tree solo!

Crab solo!

Oh no! Frank what did you do to Sebastian?

Ate him.

I bet he was tasty, I feel so hungry.
So hungry... gonna eat Frank

(Frank) wait what?

I said I gotta be Frank I got a back up in my spank bank
300 days since I had a dank wank
And I really need to bust in a coconut
(Frank) Bust in a what?
Don't drink em! slop slop

slip slap gonna whack on a hat
walk down to the waves using hair from my back
to make rope (you've lost it..)
Look an Oasis! I guess today I gotta bring it back to you

(not even how it goes...)

Alright! Well goodnight everyone, hope you enjoyed the show. I know I did. I host the show. Me. Mike Bananas. Every week. So until next week. See you later!  


mike! mike! tell them the coordinates
Oh yea! 
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Spandex Moose [Mike Bananas, Frank Danger] - Coconut Surprise (Slop Slop)

If you said how
My life got flipped, turned upside down
I'd like to take a minute, just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel-Air
In West Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground: where I spent most of my days
Chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool
And all shooting some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys, up to no good,
Started making trouble in my neighbourhood
Got in one little fight and my mom got scared
And said, you're moving with your aunty and unc in Bel-Air
I whistled for a cab and when it came near
The license plate said fresh, and had a dice in the mirror
If anything I could call this cab rare
But I thought, nah, forget it, yo holmes to Bel-Air
I pulled up to a house about seven or eight
And I yelled to the cabby yo, holmes smell you later
Looked at my kingdom, finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air
You've heard the facts now
What's this got to do with cats now?
I want to hold them for the longest time

Sleater-Kitty [MC117, Klopfenpop] - The Most Important Song In The World

Mouth all dry and shit

Don’t go looking for things
that you don’t wanna find might  just end up on this island  wash up with me on the tide 
Take it all in stride Feel the pain i feel alive 
I swear i tried but i needed my supply 

Like here i stand
deep
head planted in sand. 
Swear the pills get demanding 
like bitch go grab me a sandwich 
need a bandage
i took every one i could manage
and they just kept taking advantage
fell and i finally landed
on my face
locked in that dark place with no escape 
accept my fate
lost without my grace 
change my face till it erased
think i need my space 
but i still long for your embrace
attitudes i chase 
chemicals i taste
looking like some palm trees 
rotting at the roots
isolate me 
then you wanna talk about abuse
seen so many fall and still i thought myself immune
you like to accuse when you ain’t got no fucking proof 
shaking like a leaf spitting blood again
Guess I’ll just get it out the mud again
Cut em off  looking for some drugs again
Like he don’t love himself how she in love with him
guess that he plugged -ed in
i got a win and i rubbed it in
sitting alone at a pub again 
lining it up till i can’t walk a line
people keep saying You outta your mind
shit lookin fine
Feeling divine 
Each spiral is feelin like slowly reclining back to the bud again
sand on my toes snow in my nose inside the hole i created alone
just got too scared of becoming a drone
panicking family hitting the phone
i shoulda known not to go looking cuz i could get lost shouldn’t a pushed it and thought of the cost
proof in the pudding get fucking exhausting 

just snacking on this can of worms

Shawn Solo & Lex Lingo [Lex Lingo, Shawn Solo] - Things You Dont Want to Find

--plane crashed--
--first contact made--
--delivered a message--
--they do not come in peace--

they hide among the clouds
they lie alone in wait
they watched us all evolve
they watched us decimate

they gave us all the chances
they could ever offer
but we failed all the tests
why'd they even bother

time to 
burn this
world down, 
start it over

we deserve this
grab your loved ones,
hold them closer

watch the fireworks
light a burning 
pathway in the 
sky, take a final breath:
kiss it all goodbye

HOOK:
no stars in the sky
no god showing love
just arms in disguise
raining death from above
no stars in the sky
no god showing love
no chance to survive
just death from above


judgment day
finally falls upon us
you can't blame religion,
no collision of the 
comets, just you hopeless
parasites feeding on the 
earth, void of any worth,
undeserving, over-birthed

you could have heard them
if you only listened

we've conquered galaxies:
the sun, the moon, the stars, now we've
come to take our planet back
before you go too far

Easy fix.

HOOK:
no stars in the sky
no god showing love
just arms in disguise
raining death from above
no stars in the sky
no god showing love
no chance to survive
just death from above

Sailor Doom Remix [Johnny Hacknslash, Twill Distilled] - Death From Above

I WOKE UP ON SOME WU TANG SHIT
ONLY 1 O'CLOCK? GREAT
NOT TOO LATE YET
GET UP
GET BRUSHED
IT GETS TOUGH STEPPING UP & DELIVERING EVERY TIME
AS THAT MOTHERFUCKER WHO CAN'T MISS
PUT ON A RANDOM PAIR OF SOCKS
& IF THEY MATCH? SICK
FEED THE CATS
CHANGE THE LITTER
SCOOP THE CAT PISS
I SHOULD PROBABLY EAT BEFORE I GET TOO HYPERACTIVE
GET TOO DISTRACTED WITH MY LONG LIST OF MICROACTIONS
FUCK IT
TRY TO WASH THE DISHES
THINK ABOUT MY LAUNDRY THEN IMMEDIATELY FORGET IT
I TURNED ON A PODCAST & DIDN'T EVEN LISTEN
GODDAMNIT
I WALKED AWAY FOR A MINUTE & FORGOT ALL ABOUT THEM DISHES
BRING THE MUTHAFUCKIN RUCKUS
WRITE A COUPLE RHYMES DOWN & EVERY ONE OF EM BUCKETS
RUN IT LIKE A THIEF IN THE NIGHT
WHO SCREAMS INTO MIC
CAUSE IT KEEPS ME ALIVE
TIL I FINALLY GET A PIECE OF THE PIE
ALRIGHT
WIND DOWN WITH A BONG RIP GAUNTLET 
AH SHIT, TOTALLY FORGOT TO DO THE LAUNDRY
I GUESS I'LL DO THAT SHIT TOMORROW

Perfect Cell [Joey Z, Big Fake] - Tomorrow In 50 Seconds

The truth begets marooned  adrift
Lost the plot
Listless lost the list, 
In My mission I’d become remiss
Clutched in my fist and It all just slipped
I even doubted my purpose
On purpose and watched it eclipse
Just watched it eclipse

Rather die seeking land
Than leave my bleached bones in the sand
Seek getting seen until the bitter end
Lost and never found 
Lost and never found 

So I fell in a well of my own design
Grief regret and weight of the lie
I told myself “I tried”
Truly did I? No.
I no longer ride the waves
The echoing phrase
lost and never found
lost and never found

Obvious Corruption [Obvious Lee, Cosmic Ray Corruption] - Never Found

[#raccune]
Message in a bottle, no not for me
I don't need to write a damn thing on that USB
I got a mermaid pregnant, start a family
And we live on this island for eternity

Don't type no lines, I'ma live my best life
I'm not hallucinating dude, that mermaid is my wife
In this fool's paradise there could be nothing wrong
Try and leave if you want, NoShoes, but I'm staying on.

Oh man, uh... I'm kinda not feeling that good. Oh I think I need to drink some water or something. I think I'm seeing stuff.

[NoShoes]

Gee. you probably don't even know shoes
washed up on many shores, the water knowin' these blues
no stranger to storms, they know there's nothing to prove
The plane's gone, this songs' words the last spit that I'll do
so many hugs that I've missed, opportunities dusted
bonds strengthened and broken, tokens familiar but rusted
taken blows from my friends when foes from yesterday trusted
Onward comes a slow death these bones soon barnacle encrusted
tell my kin that I love them. asure the mrs not worry
it's all been a trip, ignored the road for the journey
must have really done dirt, fate chose a deadlocked jury
now merely a flicker of what was a blazing hot fury
damn foolish of I, to say I've made no regrets
I'd have a lot more to say, if we'd just found a cassette
Not much longer now, my insulin pump's at 1%
if the ship comes in I'll miss it, my souls done got up and went...

Night City Glitches [NoShoes, #Raccune] - Tom Hanks

nonconformists they sing in chorus to poor performance
receive a warning yo Beefy sporting a stegosaurus
Oldest gen but still my importance remains enormous
Often dormant cause feeling boring just never for us

Why don't we find the one getting the rub
the one straight up covered in enemy blood
 the one sneaky coveting all of your love
and planted like roots in  he river, resisting the flood
And overweight generous stud
 addicted to Tanner like audio drug
neither of us ever giving a fuck
baby what up?

But maybe still nothing to see here
darkness surrounds us but stay clear
Jean-Luc'ing out in the frontier 
bucking with horns saying oh dear
faces they changing like Top Gear
check for a minute then out in a second
cause nothing could get me to leave here

So why you even trying?
said that I'd go off the grid and Beef not known for lying
finally I saw myself, the image terrifying
levels rising, body dying, I just care about the hiding
socially sneaky
I don't want em to see me
breathing in deeply
giving up easy
making up progress
laying out carpets  
eliminate profits
take out the targets   
make em regret ever calling you artist 

Return that shit to sender
Independent, no surrender 
Return that shit to sender 
Relocating here forever

Muscle Laughing Shrimp [Beefy, tanner4105] - Return to Sender

Pardon my smiling,
AJB live at the island,
Live at the island

Plane crashed, marooned, spent 400 moons
With my best friend, but still I need some elbow room,
We never found our jet or any of the wreckage, strange,
How the hell do you lose a plane?

Stuck on a lonely island off the coast and I feel me roasting
Out in the sun, just about to see my ghost when
I notice something stuck in the base of a tree,
Grab a couple sticks, we’ll try to pry it free

Gotta give thanks, amen, we caught a break,
Single by The Winstons, flash megabyte 8,
We've got enough battery for just one take,
Oh that only says 4 megabytes... great

Turn up the juice, let's put it use,
I'll send an S.O.S to the world, you produce,
So get ready for the last thing you'll hear from us,
JK, we'll bump tracks for the next 30 years plus

Pardon my smiling,
Kyle Vice live at the island,
Live at the island

I built a raft out of mp3s and emptied me
Inside of the lyrics, but it crashed at sea,
Impractically, it didn't sound like trash to me,
But I didn't fit in the box for how it has to... grr

Screw iambic pentameter, try to fit a song in
These confined parameters,
Confined to an island I can walk its diameter
Faster than you can say, "Boom shacka-lacka-lacka!"

Jack Merridew, not scared of you, I don't care if you,
Can sing a High C, mmm,
I thirsty, I hungry, I tired,
I can't think straight enough to talk inspired

I use rap just to gauge my emotional state,
Over the past year life is… not great.
Want a song about an island? That's my life,
But I can't use the verbs I need to express that, come on, play nice

Mechanical Peasants [AJB, Kyle Vice] - Scurfy With Brine

Come to the new
Island of Messina
Where ALL your dreams come true

Come to the Island of Messina where tequila flows
Like Aquafina, this Seraphina Latina goes
Down like calamari on the barbie with Bacardi
We'll party until our souls expose their glow

This new cantina's much cleaner than the one before
With senoritas sunbathing like diamonds upon the shore
And buffets galore, You couldn't ask for more, hop aboard
Come explore this epiphenomenon Lore

Come lounge in our underwater oasis, quite spacious
And famous, like Vegas with gracious Nereid faces
Experience the feeling of carelessness, Oh, you'll probably need the Coordinates
Longitude: 15.5526, Latitude: 38.1939, yeah
See you there!!!

Come to the new
Island of Messina
Where ALL your dreams come true

2 Cannonz [SirenSeraph, PSX] - Island of Messina

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Muscle Laughing Shrimp [Beefy, tanner4105] - Return to Sender

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