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Hey!
You guys like stuff, right?
And you like stuff about the stuff you like
So if I sing about the stuff you like
Would you like that too?
You like Star Wars, right?
Han totally shot first
I only watch the first three
'cause the prequels were so trashy
But the new Disney stuff might be alright
(Shit, you're losing them!)
Hey!
You guys like stuff, right?
And you like stuff about the stuff you like
So if I sing about the stuff you like
Would you like that too?!
How about Doctor Who?
He's a madman in a big blue box
Fighting Cybermen and Daleks
Sometimes blowing shit all to heck
But - I mean - he always tries to do - the right - crap
Arrested Development!
Uh..something about illusions not tricks
And there's a banana stand, and a muscle suit
And...David Cross blows himself?
Aw shit, I blew the joke
I don't know what I expected.
Hey!
You guys like stuff, right?
And you like stuff about the stuff you like
So if I sing about the stuff you like
Then you'll like that too
If I keep singing about pop culture
I know I just can't lose
I gotta keep up with that pop culture
If I ever wanna get on JoCo Cruise
Hey!
You guys like stuff, right?
And you like stuff about the stuff you like
So if I sing about the stuff you like
Will you like that too?
Will you like that too?
Would you like me too?
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Everyone's putting 'way electric fans
And getting out their sweaters
We've stopped worrying about our tans
and thinking 'bout something better
The air is getting crisper
And I've started wearing socks
Everywhere I go there's whispers of
a time that's not on clocks
but nevertheless it's coming soon
and wait--no--is it here?
Has it finally truly started,
this, my favorite time of year?
It's everything tastes like pumpkin spice time
A scarves and hats are feeling nice time
Cinnamon-nutmeg-clove-and-allspice
Everything tastes like pumpkins now
It's popularized by Starbucks lattes
but everywhere you go now is that taste
in cookies and candy and body lotion
And now that it's here I've got a notion
That Halloween is just 'round the bend
you better start costume shopping friend
and after that Thanksgiving so tasty
And then--let's focus on fall, don't be too hasty
'Cause it's
Everything tastes like pumpkin spice time
A shorts and sunglasses at half price time
Cinnamon-ginger-clove-and-allspice
Everything tastes like pumpkins now
We won't be seeing the sun too often
The only drawback to what the Brits call "Autumn"
Get on your boots and button up your flannel
Sorry if you've got solar panels
'Cause it's
Everything tastes like pumpkin spice time
Eating-your-feelings-by-the-slice time
Cinnamon-nutmeg-clove-and-allspice
Everything tastes like pumpkins
Everything tastes like pumpkin spice time
Getting harder to find a nice rhyme
Cinnamon nutmeg clove and ginger and sometimes mace and apple cider and cocoa and leggings and what the heck is allspice
Everything tastes like pumpkins now
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Sir David Attenborough
Tell me, do you know
All of the honors and titles you've received
Can you name them off the top
Of your grey, distinguished head
Or do they really not mean all that much to you?
Do they seem excessive at times?
Do they ever trouble your mind?
Member of the Order of Merit
Commander of the Royal Victorian Order
Companion of Honour
Commander of the Order of the British Empire
Fellow of the Royal Society
Fellow of Zoological Society of London
And the only person to have ever won a BAFTA in black and white, and colour, and HD, and 3D.
Oh, Sir David Attenborough
Oh, Sir David Attenborough
OM, CH, CVO, CBE, FRS
I don't know what any of those letters mean
But they're pretty impressive anyway
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Quite The Guy
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There's times when you meet someone,
and soon as you see their face
You're ready to drag them off somewhere
and get naked in some private place
But other times it takes some time
To realize there's something there
You might not even be sure what it is
that caused this love affair
It's nothing in particular
you can't quite pin it down
He's not even that attractive
His hair's a mousy brown
He's much too old and much too strange
Got 100 ways to kill you in his brain
But you can't seem to deny
Geurrero's quite the guy
It must have been somewhere near the end
of the first season
When his presence on the screen
robbed my brain of all its reason
He's got a pretty shady past
Seen things that'd make me cry
But though I keep telling myself all of this
I can't seem to deny
Sure, Chance is the hunky blonde one
Winston's the sanest in the long run
When Ames shuts up she's pretty hot
But there's something special none of them have got...
It's something in the way that he says "dude"
I can't explain it though I've tried
He should be cruising in the ElDo
With me right by his side
He's dangerous and probably insane
Got a thousand ways to kill you in his brain
But I can't seem to deny
Geurrero's quite the guy
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Tompkastaways
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Thylacine, burning bright
In the forests of the night
What immortal hand or eye
Could steal thy fearful life
Not the thief that you were called
Not the fearful hunter
They thought you would eat their livelihood
So they dragged you under
They caught you on their land
Whose land?
You were running through the jungles
Before Van Diemen ever found his man
Thylacine, burning bright
In the forests of the night
What immortal hand or eye
Dare steal thy fearful life
Not the tiger, the wolf or the fox
My ungentle protege
What the hand dare seize your fire?
Raise your heels and run far away
In what distant deeps or skies
Hid the fire of thine eyes
Though the plains called to your heart
Terrors ran you into the dark
Thylacine, burning bright
In the forests of the night
What immortal hand or eye
Dare steal thy fearful life
When the stars threw down their spears,
And watered heaven with their tears,
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
Thylacine, burning bright
In the forests of the night
What immortal hand or eye
Dare steal thy fearful life
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The Theme from Honeybee
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Where there's a will, there's a way
With all my friends we'll save the day
We'll spread our wings and learn to fly
We'll see the sign and shine a light
We'll save the world, sweet victory!
Thanks to friendship, trust, and little honeybees
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Sarah Shay Seattle, Washington
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