Prob made a spreadsheet or diagram of the tracks required. Pretty sure the saxes went down with the trust that we had a plan to fill the other parts in

Sketchy sax bought from a sketchy place. This riff popped out later like a newborn covered in butter.

Tech: Ross 4x4, four tracks, bigtime bouncing. WTF is bouncing?!? Pure luck that stuff is balanced

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Went down to the record store
To buy my woman this tune
She drove up in her Cadillac
That I bought her in June
She rolled down the window, I thought I's gonna die
Cause there's my foxy lady sittin' wif some other guy

Sittin' wif some other guy
Brought me down out of the sky
Take your record you break my heart
Mess with me chick
I was going to church, see? I was going to church, and I was going to say "God, what is up with this chick?  Why does she not like me?  Why does she wanna mess?"  And God said...

Said she's breakin up wif me
Gave me her flirtin' eye
Until I see her the next day
I'll be straightening my tie
'Cause there's my foxy lady
Sittin' wif some other guy

So I went to church, and I said "what do you think Peter in the heavens would think of this chick, and what she's doin'?"  And God said to me:

Tried to call my baby back
But her phone don't work
Tried to visit to her house
She yelled out the window "Jerk"
There's my foxy lady sittin' wif some other guy

233-Mess With Me Chick

Recorded 6/19/1989

Lilies growing in the lake
Brightens every step I take
Pretty green flowers with giant blooms
Blossoming yellow mushrooms

Plants of every shape and size
Springtime blossoms in my eyes
Tulips growing in their pots
Look at all the flowers I've got

Pretty flowers and lace and stuff
Pretty green stems, dainty but tough
Leaves that photosynthesize
Lovely nature grows and thrives

Purple pink and violet too
These flowers I found for you
Leaves that smell of bright spring days
Waterfalls and kids that play

To the touch they're velvet lined
The best flowers I'll ever find
Squirrels and birds stop in their tracks
Hell, I might as well relax!

Proud Of My Beer

257-Flower Song

Recorded 12/8/1988

The birds forgot to sing
The pavement was all cold
The cars were blocks of ice
The sunny skies were gray

It's a nasty day, nasty day, nasty day nasty
Nasty day, nasty day, nasty day nasty day

My breath froze in midair
My feet hurt on the ground
There was no love to find
No children out to play

The heat was turned up high
From here I felt the wind
The air is filled with cold mist
I hope it will not stay

225-Nasty Day

All: Hey wheezy Dave
Dave: Hey wheezy boys
Alvin: Actually we're not boys any more
Simon: I just turned 72
Dave: Then what does that make me?
All: A creepy daddy!
Simon: We just got back from a furry convention
Alvin: Do you mean a ""skin"" convention?
Dave: Yes, I saw they had drug sniffing dogs
Simon: I freaked out and drank all my special vape juice
Theodore: And they were just saying hello
Dave: Drug sniffing dogs have to be honest
Alvin: Then how do they get the best weed, Dave?
Simon: All cops have good weed, Dave
Dave: It's a tough profession.  You could do better than sniffing each other's n---
All: No, Dave!!!
Theodore: I think there's a song about this
Dave: Sigh.  There always is.  I'll start.

This doggie's not for petting
His job is finding weed
But sometimes he's dishonest
And this is what we need

Who will sniff the drug sniffing dog?
Drug sniffing dog?  Drug sniffing dog?
Who will sniff the drug sniffing dog?
The drug sniffing dog sniffing dog

Some dogs abet the guilty
There's more than just a few
To keep a drug dog honest
It's what we have to do

Who will sniff the drug sniffing dog sniffing dog?
Drug sniffing dog sniffing dog?  Drug sniffing dog sniffing dog?
Who will sniff the sniffing dog drug sniffing dog?
The drug sniffing dog sniffing dog sniffing dog

Some dogs are trained as narcos
Searching us for weed
But if they lie to share the stash
That's another thing indeed

Who will sniff the drug sniffing dog sniffing dog sniffing dog?
Drug sniffing dog sniffing dog sniffing dog?  Drug sniffing dog sniffing dog sniffing dog?
Who will sniff the sniffing dog sniffing dog drug sniffing dog?
The drug sniffing dog sniffing dog sniffing dog sniffing dog

He's confiscated Xanax
And fifty pounds of pot
But this dog ate the stash himself
And now his oath is shot

Who will sniff the drug sniffing dog sniffing dog sniffing dog sniffing dog?
Drug sniffing dog sniffing dog sniffing dog sniffing dog?  Drug sniffing dog sniffing dog sniffing dog sniffing dog?
Who will sniff the sniffing dog sniffing dog sniffing dog drug sniffing dog?
The drug sniffing dog sniffing dog sniffing dog sniffing dog sniffing dog"

861-Drug Sniffing Dog

From the bedroom comes groaning
Then it turns into moaning
We opened the door, our mouths hit the floor
Walkin' in on mom when she's with dad!

They were there in a pile
Didn't stop for a while
For moments we stood, now we're scarred for good
Walkin' in on mom when she's with dad!

In the future we will see a doctor
Hoping that a cure will soon be found
He'll say "do you dream of mommy naked?"
We say "when our sister's not around"

Now we're called sex offenders
And we'll do any genders
We blame our dark side on that night we spied
Walkin' in on mom when she's with dad

677-Winter Wonderland

I know some Spanish but relied on translations. Forgive my pronunciations. Written after a night at the bar with Red Bull and tequila.
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Deme los reposado (Give me the rest)
Don't want more but I gotta
Venge el Toro Rojo (avenge the Red Bull)
Eat a whole pack of Ho-Ho's

Somos tequiladores (we are tequila makers)
Somos bebedores (we are drinkers)
Somos borrachos (we are drunks)
Estoy Volador! (I'm flying)

Lucho lucha contra el toro (I fight the bull)
In the ring until tomorrow
Mira mi lindo chaleco (Look at my pretty vest)
Tequila is mistake-o

923-Estoy Volador

Recorded 7/7/1988 on a 4-track with a borrowed bari sax

It's summer and it's hot
The floorboards in my car are going to rot
The  sweat rolls off my arms and makes a scene
I can't keep any of my t shirts clean

Lift your right hand into the air
Put your arm out straight and leave it there
Now wait. Simon says leave it.
Ok, now wave.  You're doing the Heat Wave

The heat really makes us want to sweat
There's nobody who hasn't done it yet
People dancing, smellyness about
Let the summer heat wave knock you out

202-Grape Jam

Aug 1993 go with it production go with it and
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August is sweaty, unbearably hot
My piss turns to steam as I go in the pot
A smell emanates, it's source is unknown
Is it 50 days of garbage or the maggots it's grown?
Subtle rumblings as the clouds roll in
The walls get so damn incredibly thin
Now I've got your attention and you've chosen to stay
Call up my doctor, this is what to say:

Melting flesh, medical wonder
Just like Koresh's Waco blunder
Clothes are stinky, it's got too hot
It feels like bathing in warm snot

Shirts that are dead, familiar smell
Do I find the scent of chili or of Taco Bell?
An audience grows, they stand in the kitchen
Polite smiles reign as they sift through my bitchin'
Subtle grumbling as the calmness from heaven
Is broken by guitars cranked up to eleven
But the heat melts the strings and the amp starts to smoke
Spontaneous combustion for a musical toke

425-Medical Wonder

Cover of Roger Miller You Don’t Want My Love
Song by Roger Miller ‧ 1964
Messed up the title my bad

In the summertime, when all the trees and leaves are green
And the redbird sings, I'll be blue
'Cause you don't want my love ...
Some other time, that's what you say, when I want you
Then you laugh at me and make me cry
'Cause you don't want my love.

You don't seem to care a thing about me
You'd rather live without me, than to have my arms around you
When the nights are cold and you're so all alone
In the summertime, when all the trees and leaves are green
And the redbird sings, I'll be blue
'Cause you don't want my love.

Once upon a time, you used to smile and wave to me
And walk with me, but now you don't
'Cause you don't want my love ...
Some other guy is takin' up all your time
Now you don't have time for me
'Cause you don't want my love.

You don't seem to care a thing about me
You'd rather live without me, than to have my arms around you
When the nights are cold and you're so all alone
In the summertime, when all the trees and leaves are green
And the redbird sings, I'll be blue
'Cause you don't want my love.

880-Summertime

Finished Nov 13, 2025 after a long break. Weird topic and it is indeed North American Indians. Feathers, not dots.

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We're coming for ya

Drums are beating louder
Voices in the sky
See them in the distance
Riding very high

Warpath and we're coming for you
Think real fast what will you do
Warpath hear the voices of men
Visit once and not again

They brought everybody
That the tribe could find
Who would be returning
Didn't cross their mind

We're coming for ya
We're here

926-Warpath

Each time something should be shared, it ends up here. Not my best repertoire. But geez I'm not making the perfect track :)

Could be better but that's subjective. Mostly diary stuff from life.

202-Grape Jam

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