Canine Downpour

Foolish Man

Prophetic Penelope

Rainbowoundown

Monsters.  Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh! (with Mat Jones)

An homage to the Highlands Biological Station

Lyrics:

(K-Dog)
Rappin’ with my boy John at the Biological Station
Coco real on the out, but in, we black as Haitians
UNC group’s great with their interesting ways
Too bad they only come every five days
But still my thug life stays
On Sunset Rock we blaze
Then on hushpuppies we graze
But get your mind out the gutter
And don’t forget the honey butter
Annemarie better not utter
That Chuck could be a catcher
I could tell just by his stature
Worship me like a baroness
Margaret Thatcher
And boys, y’all can pee in the woods, I’ll look away
Best believe I won’t look cause this girl is gay
I’ll be a fairy puttin’ flowers on y’all’s truck
But you can call me Daddy like Mike would call Chuck

(Chorus)
There’s a place I know,
Way up in the mountains, woah
My mind is always going back there 
(It’s mothafuckin science)
There are birds
Singing in every tree
Dropping golden eggs on the ground for you and me
(It’s mothafuckin science)

Quiz me like the man with the dog string leash
I’ll get all that shit right, and then I’ll eat my quiche
John’s the perfect boo I could ever envision
Shit, I don’t even care if he needs assisted vision
For that boy I would do long division
Then for plagiarism, like Martha Stewart put me in prison
No, like Casey Anthony I’ll get away
Come back to the station, and then I’d stay
Call me Kitty Kat and I’ll lead you astray
To obey, under a tree, where I may have in fact peed
Call me a dog but I ain’t your bitch
But if you’ll be my warlock, I’ll be your witch
Bitches

(Chorus)

(J-Dub)
They don’t, no they don’t, no they don’t know
About the flow of this nigga with capris and open toes
Sippin’ Milwaukee’s Best from a chalice
But don’t hold no malice, against me or my Highlands palace
We’re just studying some bugs (HEMIPTERA!)
Recording heights of the trees and shrubs
Tryin’ to find another piece of the puzzle
This latitudinal gradient of diversity gives us so much trouble
What on earth could the mechanism be
That’s driving up diversity as we move toward the Florida Keys
It’s been asked for centuries
Hopefully our work will help find the key
But some people say, “Who gives a damn?
About all this shit unimportant to man”
But I ask that you might take a closer look
Past the economic value of a species that’s in a book
Even though I haven’t figured it out for myself
I know there’s value in knowledge for the sake of knowledge and I’m not talkin about college
I’m talkin about what makes this world tick
Geology, ecology, the effects of an oil slick
Every new entry in the cosmic encyclopedia
Is another victory over ads and pop media
 But damn man, I don’t know, we can just as well take the philosophical road
That any life is worth just as much as my own
That man is not the center of everything
Just a little cog in the gears that make the whole thing swing
That an inherent right to live is held by every species
Duck, rabbit, moose, dog, tulip tree and Nicole Richie
But it’s hard to jump the hurdle of Homo sapien self-interest
To hold a life next to my own and say it’s just as important as mine is
Maybe we’re just talkin’ out our ass
And we say don’t let the eagles die just so we can see ‘em fly
But sometimes I wonder
Maybe it should be applied
Maybe we’re misallocating our time
And money, damn, that’s always hard to find
Should we focus on the problems now and later we can
Try to find out why an albatross has such a large wingspan
I don’t know man, I don’t know man, I don’t know man
I don’t know man
I don’t know
But I think I at least got a heading on which way to go
To the Valentine House, where knowledge and beer
Flow together to make such a magic atmosphere
And let me give a shoutout to the whole Highlands crew
Holly, Katie, Annemarie and Michael, too
Grant, Mark, Megan, Mary and Chuck (he’s my boo!)
And K-Dog, K-Dog, won’t you be my Valentine,
I know you’re gay, but we can make love in rhymes
I wish to be at Sunset just one more time
Lookin’ out at the clouds tellin’ me nothin’ is mine



Yunger Dryas