From Episode 83 - DICKS AND BALLS AND BEER.

Simply Having A Wonderful Christmas Time.

Eric Idle - Down In Harmontown.

"Innovation to me is purposefully making mistakes." - Dan Harmon

Dan Harmon is an expert at building Community.  Literally.  He is best known for creating the TV series, COMMUNITY, loosely based on his time spent in community college.  What he is also an expert at is not fitting in.  Most Google search results will tell you he's brash, overly honest, combative, mean, or otherwise difficult to work with.  Perhaps these are all side effects from when mad genius and creativity collide.  Perhaps it all comes from place of knowing oneself and being confident in the fact that we're all human and emotional beings on an unknown journey. Stemming from his unique - let's call it "flair" - Dan has carved out lane after lane for himself, adored by fans and industry insiders for his books, his teachings, his personal philosophies, his podcast, his comedy, his honesty, and the overall unique way he sees the world.  On this 100th episode of Innovation Crush, Dan continues his to bring us along on his quest for truth in all things creative, business, and life.  

https://twitter.com/danharmon

#100:  Dan Harmon - Revenge of the Nerd

A classic song by Dan Harmon.  I added some "spy-jazz" type accompaniment to contribute to the mood.

The Butler Did It - Dan Harmon

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written & performed by Rob Tanchum
produced by Superfool (Kevin Hall & Shawheen Keyani)
executive produced by Simon Oré & SPI Press 
additional vocals by Church
saxophone by Jordan Cohen
recorded at Superfool Headquarters, Starburns Industries and EQ Studios
vocal sample: Reggie Watts, Late Night With Conan O’Brien

LYRICS:

now clap your hands if you’re always sad 
and you know there’s something wrong with you
now move your feet if you’re incomplete
and there’s nothing love or drugs can do 

let me hear you say

i 
don’t 
feel 
so 
good
X2

i got a wonderful life
i found the love of my life 
and she treats me special every day
her parents pay for my rent 
my parents pay for expense
i got a lot of faith invested in me

i got a few best friends
proving time and again 
that they’re more than friends, they’re family
i get to do what i love 
creating music and stuff 
but i never seem to be happy 

so let me hear you say

i 
don’t 
feel 
so 
good
X2

i never struggled for much 
i never hustled or punched
i never worried for nobody but me 
i lead a privileged life 
with the littlest strife 
all my conflict happens internally

i’ve had incredible luck
all of my stars have aligned 
so why am i whining like i’m out on the street
because my brain is a mess
no matter how good it gets
i’m always gonna be a little empty 

so  let me hear you say

i 
don’t 
feel 
so 
good
X4

don’t have a right to complain 
first off i’m white and a man
the most substantial advantage a human life can attain 
been handed chances on chances
since i was damping my pampers
entitled comes with the title 
the system’s slanted to me

never ever been abused false accused mistreated 
get to bend the rules; white skin and a penis 
and i barely ever lose, play the game on easy 
cuz my people made the game and the whole gang cheated

i’m sorry, sorry i’m sorry
not begging your pardon 
this is purely preface 
Professor Prefacer reporting 
it’s important 
for me
to get this all out on the table 
‘fore i start in 
shortly 
i’m bout to tell you all a tale 

about a white male protagonist 
(sorry, i’m sorry)
embarking out to find happiness 
(sorry, i’m sorry)
 who gets abducted by aliens 
(sorry, i’m sorry) 
and has to undergo analysis 
(i’m sorry)

IDFSG - Single

IDFSG

A rap to say farewell to Harmontown by William Sebag-Montefiore - Twitter  @ wsebag

Lyrics:

I fucked your momma, yeah, only tryna be truthful
Call that a crutch, motherfucker, crutches are useful
We comin’ to the end now what have we learned?
We’re here having changed so it’s time to return
 
Like a 24 carat piece of ice have ya heard
I’m a titanic nerd call me Adam Goldberg
I am rushing the stage, nobody controls me
I’m a Russian on stage, call me Anatoly
 
I’m dying on the inside like a Eucolyptus Tree
Feel like Curtis Armstorng just screamed out ‘agony’
What do I do with this sand pollution?
I grab my self a bucket and then get to poopin’
 
I’m sad cause Harmontown is soon to be gone
Unlike Dan’s dick it’s been going so long
So if MC John came to mow the lawn
I’m here to cut the grass with a nuclear bomb
 
I’m a true crime fan, you want a true crime, man?
The truest crime of all ain’t listening to Dan
Got my dick in a soup can, a sharpie in my hand
My lyrics they will kill like a Chinese van
 
Spencer got big balls, giant D & D
Makes me go bananas like Ron Jeremy
He tweeting about Hamilton and Aspy D
On that world wide web - syndactyly 
 
Go to bed with Jeff Davis, watch as I tuck him in
Later I am fuckin – and I mean fuckin him
He turns to me, he says can I spank you
I look into his eyes, all I can say is thank you
 
I hob nob with Rob Schrab he tells me one thing
It should have been called fuckin lord of the ring
I have an iPad but please don’t tweet me
I got it at a discount cheapy peepy
 
That Brandon Johnson is a handsome fellow
I’ll snap a shot of him like I’m Mike Crivello
I got money in the bank, yo, just ask the teller
I write so good yeah I give them Heller
 
I’m wearin’ me-undies, I’m winnin wid brooklinen
I’m whipping out my quip and that is why I’m always grinning
I say I’m done with rappin and then I come back and stun
It’s the lyrical equivalent of buying a gun
 
And some people call me pringles dick, I tend to get that shit a lot
It ain’t at all about penis warmth, just once you pop yo you just can’t stop
 
I'm going round in circles like I'm chasing a chevy 
Poop is forever money’s only temporary
Cut down on carbs I can see what he meant 
Don’t fill up on bread that’s the fourth agreement
 
It’s comin to an end yo and I wanna cry
Bro listen up though, you’re shoes untied
I did not know how to finish this line
Uh huh huh huh uh huh huh huh huh
 
Bagel or bagel, the debate goes on
Hey, words, get off my lawn
I’m a poet and a rapper perfect feet in the verse
My shoes spit too cause they like to converse
 
This is Harmtontown so just take that frown
And let Demorge Brown turn it upside down
I’ma finish this line then y’all start clappin’
We made it to the moon: that happened

How Do You Know When You're Finished (Fuckin' Mommas)

WilfSebag

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