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Time Is Running Out - EP

by Appleby Ram

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1.
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
2.
Radioman 03:30
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
3.
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
4.
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
5.
Dipshit Kid 03:26
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!
6.
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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released October 28, 2018

All songs © and ℗ 2018 Music & Lyrics by Peter Stutterheim
Produced by Peter Stone
Recorded and mixed at Stone Basement Studios
Mastered at CloudBounce.com

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