1. |
Get A Doughnut
03:31
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GET A DOUGHNUT
APPLEBY RAM
© and ℗ 2018 Music & Lyrics by Peter Stutterheim
Verse 1:
Going through the drive-thru
That is what we all do
Tim Hortons to the rescue
Fifty folks in front of you
Chorus:
Get a doughnut
Get a doughnut
Get a doughnut with your coffee
Get a doughnut
Get a doughnut
Verse 2:
By the time you get your ammo
A paper cup of hot joe
Giving you some gusto
Cappuccino or espresso
Chorus:
Get a doughnut
Get a doughnut
Get a doughnut with your coffee
Get a doughnut
Get a doughnut
Verse 3:
Fill me up with caffeine
Squeeze them out, those coffee beans
My body’s favourite gasoline
Makes me run like a machine
Chorus:
Get a doughnut
Get a doughnut
Get a doughnut with your coffee
Get a doughnut
Get a doughnut
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2. |
Radioman
03:30
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RADIOMAN
APPLEBY RAM
© and ℗ 2018 Music & Lyrics by Peter Stutterheim
Verse 1:
When I drive to work
In my beat-up car
With my mug of joe
And an old guitar
And the radio’s on
And the music’s loud
When I drive to work
That’s what it’s all about
Chorus:
I listen to the AM in the AM
I listen to the FM in the PM
In mono or in stereo
I’m a radioman
Verse 2:
I’m drumming on
The steering wheel
I think you know
How good that that feels
The song that’s on
Makes me want to stay
When I drive to work
On a rainy day
Chorus:
I listen to the AM in the AM
I listen to the FM in the PM
In mono or in stereo
I’m a radioman
Verse 3:
When the work is done
Then the music starts
And those first few notes
Really touch my heart
In the afternoon
When I’ve gone out far
While I’m driving home
In my beat-up car
Chorus:
I listen to the AM in the AM
I listen to the FM in the PM
In mono or in stereo
I’m a radioman
In mono or in stereo
I’m a radioman, I’m a radioman
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3. |
Ctrl-Alt-Delete
03:31
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CTRL-ALT-DELETE
APPLEBY RAM
© and ℗ 2018 Music & Lyrics by Peter Stutterheim
Verse 1:
We're on the information highway
On Instagram and Twitter all day
We've got an iPhone in each hand
We're on Facebook till the end
We've got nothing else to do
We know of nothing else to do
Chorus:
I have to Ctrl-Alt-Delete my brain
I'm gonna start all over again
Don't want a virus in my head
So what I'm gonna do instead
’Cause it's driving me insane
Ctrl-Alt-Delete my brain
Verse 2:
We get our news from every corner
But we’re afraid of every foreigner
And with our iPads in our hands
We've already made our plans
We've got nothing else to do
We know of nothing else to do
Chorus:
I have to Ctrl-Alt-Delete my brain
I'm gonna start all over again
Don't want a virus in my head
So what I'm gonna do instead
’Cause it's driving me insane
Ctrl-Alt-Delete my brain
Verse 3:
We're strangers in our own existence
It's time to build a strong resistance
It's like we're on some kind of drug
It's maybe time to pull the plug,
’Cause we've got nothing else to do
We know of nothing else to do
Chorus:
I’m gonna Ctrl-Alt-Delete my brain
I have to start all over again
Don't want a virus in my head
So what I'm gonna do instead
’Cause it's driving me insane
Ctrl-Alt-Delete my brain
Ctrl-Alt-Delete my brain
Ctrl-Alt-Delete my brain
Ctrl-Alt-Delete my brain
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4. |
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I REALLY LIKE THE RAMONES
APPLEBY RAM
© and ℗ 2018 Music & Lyrics by Peter Stutterheim
Verse 1:
They came from New York City
And started off in Queens
Masters of the punk-rock
Rulers of the scene
Chorus:
Nothing like The Beatles
Different from The Stones
I really, really, really, really
Like The Ramones
Verse 2:
I just want to have
Something to do
Rock and roll high school
Now I want to sniff some glue
Chorus:
Nothing like The Beatles
Different from The Stones
I really, really, really, really
Like The Ramones
Verse 3:
Teenage lobotomy
We're a happy family
Too tough to die
Anybody would agree
Chorus:
Nothing like The Beatles
Different from The Stones
I really, really, really, really
Like The Ramones
Verse 4:
It wasn't like the old days
When bands played rock and roll
They started off a new wave
And people liked it all
Chorus:
Nothing like The Beatles
Different from The Stones
I really, really, really, really
Like The Ramones
Verse 5:
Joey, Johnny, Tommy,
And Dee Dee Ramone
They were the kings of punk-rock
But now they're all gone
Chorus:
Nothing like The Beatles
Different from The Stones
I really, really, really, really
Like The Ramones
Outro:
Nothing like The Beatles
Different from The Stones
Nothing like The Beatles
Different from The Stones
Nothing like The Beatles
Better than The Stones
I really, really, really, really
Like The Ramones
I really, really, really, really
Like The Ramones
I really, really, really, really
Like The Ramones
I really, really, really, really
Like The Ramones
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5. |
Dipshit Kid
03:26
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DIPSHIT KID
APPLEBY RAM
© and ℗ 2018 Music & Lyrics by Peter Stutterheim
Verse 1:
So where the hell have you been?
You only just turned sixteen
Barely done playing Lego
You got your gf preggo
But you don’t care
Chorus:
You’re just a dipshit kid
You always ruin it
You break your collarbone
You break your iPhone
Your parents pay or it
Grandparents pay for it
You’re such a dipshit kid
Verse 2:
You drank your mother’s booze
You found your father’s bong
Your grandpa gives you weed
You think it’s all so sweet
And you don’t care
Chorus:
You’re just a dipshit kid
You always ruin it
You break your collarbone
You break your iPhone
Your parents pay or it
Grandparents pay for it
You’re such a dipshit kid
Verse 3:
Oh oh you’re such a moron
And you don’t know what’s going on
Don’t even finish high school
You’re such a bloody fool
But you don’t care
You just don’t care
Chorus:
You’re just a dipshit kid
You always ruin it
You break your collarbone
You break your iPhone
Your parents pay or it
Grandparents pay for it
You’re such a dipshit kid
Outro:
You’re such a dipshit kid
You’re just a dipshit kid
And you don’t care
Dipshit kid!
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6. |
How's Yo Sista?
03:16
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HOW’S YO SISTA?
APPLEBY RAM
© and ℗ 2018 Music & Lyrics by Peter Stutterheim
Verse 1:
Here I am with all these people
Asking all these questions all the time
How are you? How’s your dog?
How’s your mother? How’s yo sista?
How is work? How is life?
How’s the weather? How’s yo sista?
Chorus 1:
How’s the weather? How’s yo sista?
How’s the weather? How’s yo sista?
Verse 2:
Every time I see the same people
And I keep telling them I’m fine
I’m okay, I don’t have a dog
My mother passed away, but not my sista
Work still sucks, life passes by
The weather’s shit, but not my sista
Chorus 2:
How’s the weather? How’s yo sista?
How’s the weather? How’s yo sista?
Verse 3:
So, if you really care about me
Ask me something real and don’t pretend
Show some interest, be a friend
And don’t ask me the same thing every time
How’s yo sista? How’s yo sista?
How’s yo sista? How’s yo sista?
Chorus 3:
How’s yo sista? How’s yo sista?
How’s yo sista? How’s yo sista?
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