In the win In the call of the dog To the yard It’s a mend It’s a tool It’s a fall In a song Giving in To the same This all hap penned before As it lays All strung Along the open floor - To the front To the top Of it all…

Dudin’ up a street in some small town With a rhythm in my feet and sunshine golden No one’s gonna keep-a-me down - i’m alright Then my phone makes a buzzering sound. Burn it all down. It’s the clown. You can never have some time Don’t…

special guest Lorelei

sometimes your kid insists on standing on you so they can have a feetchair.

did you ever put a wall up in your house? did you ever want to mitigate thermal conduction? did you want to make it quiet as a mouse? did you wanna try to minimize sonic transmission? you took up a mission a household decision it won…

special guest appearance by Hans

Gather round, praise the sound As the dark one comes There no surprise, plays both sides Preying on the dumb It’s our greatest fear, no lesser evil here All is done Spreading wings, darker things Await everyone No need to dial it down…