Limited run of 50 cassettes. They sound great in your Cutlass. Hand-numbered when we were hungover. Each cassette ships with a shitter sticker.
Includes unlimited streaming of Acapulco
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album
This is a compact disc. It was made possible by the digital division of Medicated G as well as an exclusive partnership with Coconut Fanatics. Each CD ships with a Shitter sticker.
Includes unlimited streaming of Acapulco
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
Cinnamon banana, yeah we’re coconut fanatics, yeah
We’re kickin like Gramatica, don’t you feed the animal
It’s a bear attack, blast you out your seat with
Your hair blown back, Maxell cassette in a moldy fishing net
You know you made my day, you’re the freshest catch yet,
Underwater Mona Lisa, ya I wanna meet ya, have a margarita
Sky so blue you gonna wanna make it last, you wanna
Grab those memories and you put em on beta max
Read all about it, gross domestic product, watermelon, little lemons, heaven, and snow
Thicker than blood, chateaus, and gold
Right or wrong, you know I love ya, got my heart on a wheel barrow
We can fly to paradise on Cupid's arrow
Twenty toes underneath the sand
You know who did it, remember me, yeah I’m the man,
Sunshine
Hi, how are you, how ya doin, que pasa?
Wanna split lunch I got some leftover cold pasta,
We can liven it up with a little bit of salsa
Home run, wave runner, cocoa butter, yeah
Picnic on the beach with you and your mother,
Shop at the bakery, purchase all the pasteries
What’s all this sugar gonna do to me, diabetes?
Chicken sandwiches in a brown paper bag red and white checkered tablecloth some lemonade,
I put a dookie on your doorstep, let it sit a minute
Maximilian, he made a million, he moved to manila
And he fed all the children
A whole lot better than Cortez The Killer,
Well the man was a sinner, bona fide bell ringer,
Conquistador, knockin at your villa door, eh, can he borrow your boat?
Then the Whole world just wrote him a note, it said
– don’t you mind those Mayans just leave them alone.
You let ’em live a happy life, happy night drunk on bud lime, preserve the bloodline,
Proud people praying to the true god; sunshine
Hanna-Barbera, state of Guerrero,
Don’t touch me get burned you need that jumbo aloe vera.
Come on we can in the shower in the parlor we don’t really need the water
Get the ice at the liquor store. What, you never partied with a dinosaur before?
Diplodocus, hand him the maracas,
Put another a cut of a red meat on the BBQ, we can
Rock out by the light of the ruddy moon, yeah
Jurassic band with a bad attitude, let’s lighten the mood,
We’re here to win, we never lose.
So make some room for the herbivore, look’em on the dance floor,
Robotic reptile or bird from long before the
Civil war, quoth the raven, nevermore. Sunshine.
Yeah, sittin by the fire, then we all got tired,\
It was time to retire. laid back, sittin’ on the beach,
Hammock blowing in the breeze, setting was tropical,
Conversation philosophical,looking up at the stars
Pondering all that is impossible
I said whatya think about going extinct, takin’ a little trip
And then you join missing link,
And then there was a rumble and a flash across the sky,
Covered our eyes, prepared for our demise
Comet hit the earth, now they’re all dead.
Heard them as they were dying and this what they said: Sunshine
What do we sound like? Smack a snake in its head with a wooden spoon while it is eating garbage. That is what we sound like. We are currently the highest ranked band in Dane Co.
