Oohshhhdotdot

Because nobody demanded it.

Klondike-5 has been known to enjoy a beer or five while working on new songs. Sometimes, good things happen. Sometimes, Ohshhhdotdot happens.

Here is the Link to the MP3 file, and for the first time ever: the whole-assed attempt at transcribed lyrics.

Lyrics:
Um... we could do it into infinity.
No, I got to get to sleep at some point.
We could do it in your sleep.
I'm telling you, man, I can make us a recording studio.
I have four weeks off.
Out of this?
Tell me: I've got four weeks off.
Give him some...
He's selling the place, James is.
... old chewing gum...
I've got four weeks off.
... two and one half badgers and a saw, and he'll build us a studio.
I have no badgers.
But I do have a saw and I do have some chewing gum.
Chewing gum... see, if you just had the badgers...
Oh! We're gonna need a plot of land, which means taxes.
Right.
They don't care. Shut up. Play the record.
Gonna run away, run away, run away
far from the words I don't wanna say.
Gonna run away, so far away I won't be coming back here any day.
And I know, you know
that what I wanna do ain't what you wanna do so I'm
gonna run away run away run away
unfortunately far from you and
mmmmm.... meow meow meow. meow.
I f*ckd up that part,
playing it four times. It's just art.
Gordon, please give me one more beer I
haven't had enough drink right here
and I'm getting dry I'm getting pretty low
I'm gonna need some more. Not slow and
I know you know
how to pour that pint and I need it now.
please gimmie some...
Why you looking at my hands?
I'm not doing anything that seems out of character.
Or nothing.
oh ya it was four times, but not the last time.
Or maybe five.
(Don't make me get my ass kicked)
(I don't wanna see no fights in here, and
we don't wanna see no fights in here so
would you please, would you please,
pour me my beer?)
Gordon don't please make me get my ass kicked.
I'm coming right over that damn bar.
Gonna get kicked right in the face maybe
get a little pint from me and my friends.
and I know you know
how to pour that pint, see you do it right now.
Gordon don't hit me maybe in the ass
I'm already saying "ow ow ow!"
Ow ow ow ow.
ow ow ow. That hurts. That hurts.
Please don't hit me there, that's my eye.
Please don't push my head into the sink
I need it to look around.
Please make that pint ...
I'm gonna take you right now and get my ass kicked.
Aw ya.
Don't make me get my ass kicked. (Pour me my beer)
Gordon, I mean it now.
Don't make me get my ass kicked.
ow ow ow ow.
I'll do it too.
Don't make me get my ass kicked.
Huuugh!
(good lead)
Bass Solo!
You suck, Stork.
AND!
Don't make him get his ass kicked.
He can play bass better than that.
oooooooh.
And as the settlers looked out across my ugly butt,
They said...
(They cried is what they did)
Let's move on.
They held their nose, and they cried.
Should I stop it?
Ya. I'm pretty sure.
Alright.