Vitamins EP

by VITAMINS

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02:22
2.
02:11
3.
02:29
4.
02:32
5.
03:26

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released January 1, 2005

Copyright 2005 Vitamins
Elizabeth Allen, Ryan K. Ellison, Crawford Philleo, Gary Villeneuve

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Track Name: Brontosaurus
We let the living cry!
Our shit-storm's attracting flies.
Pink, pink, and the razz light.
Made up from the grass-like.

So, let's get together,
We could cook a super breakfast,
I do a good pancake impression.
It's a self-taught, a self-taught profet-cation,
My good pancake impression,
My good pancake impression.

Not a lousy implication!
We could make the birth rate rise, the birth rate rise!
Stingy, stingy, stinging nettles.
Oh lets, Oh lets, Oh lets get together.
Together.
Track Name: Mr. Teets
Mr. Teets is a little bit angry, Oh no.
Mr. Teets is a little bit nasty, Oh no.
Mr. Teets, whats going on?

Mr. Teets told me to stop lying, lying through my teeth.
Mr. Teets told me quit singing, singing so off-key.
Mr. Teets, what's your problem with me?

Walks alone on crowded highways, and he looks to the dawn,
Feels pleasure in doing things his ways, and he never feels lost.

Mr. Teets knows when it going to rain, he steps outside puts and on his floppy gray hat.
Mr. Teets knows no pain, only pleasure in his brain, his brain.
Only pleasure, in his brain, in his brain, in his brain, in his brain.
Track Name: The Saints
Maybe we should go to California, find some sunny beaches.
Maybe we should go to California, find some sunny beaches.
Well, I don't think so.
Guess we'll sit around, kickin' dirt in this dirty-rotten toothpaste town.

I picked up my brother, he said that he was dreaming.
I picked up my brother, he said that he was dreaming.
Of what I don't know.
But, I sure hope that brother of mine takes me with him.

and there's nothing much to say


Oh, when the saints come, they'll be marching.
Oh, when the saints come, they'll be marching.
Marching one by one.
Oh, I hope to be in that number, when the saints come.
Track Name: Shoot 'em
East of here there lives a man,
Who holds a gun up in his hand.
If he comes to shoot you dead,
There's a rifle stashed underneath the bed.

Shoot 'em!

A caste of priests is not your friend,
they'll make you bend.
If they come to steal your soul,
beat them with this metal pole.

Beat 'em!

They're gonna come and get you, if you're not able,
Better shoot 'em dead!
Track Name: C Street
And the grass is growing,
And the wind is blowing,
And the earth is shaking,
My body is breaking.

And the stars are shining,
The stars are shining,
The stars are shining,
The stars are shining.

And the knob turns,
And the father learns,
And the castle burns,
And the knob turns.

And the stars are shining,
The stars are shining,
The stars are shining,
The stars are shining.