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Shack of the Year
02:46
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When I first moved into the shack I was thinkin’ “man this place is whack”.
It had a broken shower and it looked like it was rented by the hour.
Ha! I could have told you so.
That house was creepin’, it was crumblin’, it was covered with mold.
Shack of the Year
Shack of the Year
Shack of the Year
Shack of the Year
It was tried, it was hard, but we made it really far.
And for the winners? A chicken dinner. But the microwave broke so we be getting’ thinner!
Oh no! The microwave done broke!
Oh no! The microwave done broke.
We got Emily B, and Bryan B, and Joshua Denny-Keys!
We got Emily B, and Bryan B, and Joshua Denny-Keys!
We got Emily B, and Bryan B, and Joshua Denny-Keys!
We got Emily B, and Bryan B, and Joshua Denny-Keys!
Haha looks like we did it!
Ah man, I can’t believe we lived here that long.
It’s been a long year, boys.
Sweets! Treats! <whispers>
Shack of the Year
You’ve disappoint-you think you want me to fix it? I’m never gonna fix it.
What you wanna shower while clean yourself I don’t have hygiene – Take a bath!
Who needs a microwave? You don’t need a microwave to heat up your food.
I’ll give you five dollars for that microwave.
You want a deck? You want a new deck that doesn’t leak into your room?
I’m Emily!
And I’m Bryan, hehehe!
And I’m a dumb baby!
I’m just a dumb baby! HAHA!
Buh-bye!
Shack of the Year!
That’s where it should end.
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2. |
booty on a windowsill
02:40
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I came into the livin’ room
And what did my eyes see?
A hot little booty on that futon
Sittin’ there waitin’ for me.
I put my lulus on
I’m going for a run.
It doesn’t matter where I go,
They holler at my buns!
Booty on a windowsill
Booty on a windowsill
Booty on a windowsill
Booty on a windowsill
Booty on a window
Booty on a window
Booty on a windowsill
Booty on a window
Booty on a window
Booty on a windowsill
Cookin’ up my chicken
Warmin’ up my sauce.
When I saw that big round booty
Sittin’ on my countertop
Booty on the bathroom floor
Booty against my door
I see booty in the car,
Booty at the bar,
Booty from afar, from afar, from afar…
And they all go marching…
Damn! That booty got bubble!
That thing is out of this world – hubble!
No really, I drop a milli to get to get to outer space
Just for a bird’s eye view of your booty shake
You know I’m tryin’ to patient
But them jeans don’t leave much to the imagination
Forget the polls and them dollar bills
Just let me see that booty on a windowsill
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3. |
"I" Wrote This Song
02:36
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I wrote this song
This song for you two
So keep it close
When we’re apart
I wrote this song
This song for you two
To let you know
This year has filled my heart
There are crumbs on the counter, clothes on the chairs
Leaves on the carpet, and sinks full of hairs
And damn it! You leave the lights on!
I have seen so much underwear.
And I don’t wanna know what’s under there.
And I’m thankful you don’t wear thongs.
The small freezer’s full, full of beer
And chicken slob – that’s barely meat
Your sauces are hotter than hell!
Your flatulence frightens me
Worse than your stinky feet
You’re lucky that I can’t smell.
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4. |
NA$TY S#!T
03:42
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Ladies and gentlemen in the audience I need your help
Throw down those vegetables and pick up that wallet
Cause we gonna get some dirrrrty
I want that nasty shit
Give me that greasy hit
I think it’s Tuesday
I want my food – HEY!
Word on the street is the habanero heat burns hot like a fire but it’s tasty sweet
Chicken dip em’s, cheeseburger no bun, double up the bacon it goes straight to my bum
Nachos, poutine, taco bell, Burger King, sweet potato fries and chipotle
Chinese, nuggets and sauce, bringin’ back the KFC Big Boss
Sweet McRib for my lunch because it tastes like a gym mat with barbecue sauce
Tacos, enchiladas, quesadillas, with cheese – no cauliflower, broccoli, or cabbage for me
Spicy, toasty, gordita crunch, fill my cup with Hawaiian Punch
When I hear those words I start to “brr”, as KFC guy says “Ketchup or vinegar?”
It’s Friday night and the munchies have started, I wander into Wendy’s feeling hungry and bothered
I look at the menu and what do I see? A #6 waiting for me
There’s so many options on the drink machine, it’s like they designed it just for me
Coke, raspberry, lime, or peach - %$#! It! I’ll get it all and a frosty!
Sweets, treats, everywhere! Gotta satisfy my palette after dinner
Yeti Yogurt, Menchies, or Marble Slab – ice cream of every flavour is so fab
Chocolate candies to put on top, layer with some syrup to give it some hop
Pounds of sundaes stacked from the floor, makes me drool and always want more
Did someone say Chinese? That ain’t what I need. Burger King is tasty but it don’t make me
Lose my mind everytime, like when I see that neon Taco Bell sign
I can’t control it, the way they roll it, burrito bowl it, that’s how I know
It’s Tuesday, what a beautiful smell – just gimme some Taco Bell
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5. |
The Tronch
03:04
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Let’s go for a mighty Tronch now
Up and to the Sev or up the mountainside
We could go and eat at Bon’s
Or roll down to the sea
Let the dice be our guide
Cause everybody likes to say hi
No one really likes to say bye
Let’s go for a mighty Tronch now
End up in a farmland where life is not that royal
But plunge your hands into the ground
Oh isn’t it amazing? It’s really good soil.
Beans roots growing juicy dream fruits
Clean flutes singing sweet like queen hoots
Let’s go for a mighty Tronch now
Head straight to the cinema, see a brand new film
Or maybe we could have a foot race
Tackle one another, and maybe break a rib
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6. |
Berta Girls
03:46
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Goin’ to Cowtown cause it’s lots of fun
Gonna check out her tower cause it’s number one
Mini-skirts and a plaid T
Flask in her chest headin’ to the stampede
Stevie W sings they almost always go back
But one of them’s staying right here at the shack
They say that the key to a happy life
Is getting’ yourself a good Berta wife
Those Berta girls (those Berta girls)
Those Berta girls (those Berta girls)
The silly girls sayin’ that they all want guns
But they’re too busy sittin’ eatin’ beef on a bun
The boys rockin’ beers getting’ into a fight
While the girls are two-steppin’ on a Saturday night
Stevie W said they almost always go back
But one of them’s staying right here at the shack
Early morn tendin’ to the farm
Mekayla always hated having chickens in the barn
She guzzles oil cause it’s dirt cheap
For them pickup trucks on every street
Don’t mind gettin’ dirty if it’s for the cause
And when Stephen Harper left they were really pissed off
The girls from the ‘Peg well they’re way too cold
And the Maritime hotties are much too old
The Rain City girls no they can’t measure up
And the ‘Tario girls got their heads in their butts
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When I feel happy I like to dance around
But when I’m sad I wear a frown
I got so many feelings
Woah
Wanna tell you about my feelings
Woah
When I feel angry I like to smash my toys
And when I’m excited I make some noise – make some noise!
Hey I see a lot of people out there tonight!
How many feelings do you have?
Well I have feelings too, and right now I feel
I feel like I need a guitar solo!
Goodnight Vancouver – I love ya
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8. |
Anosmia (Oh Yeah)
04:54
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It’s a sad thing let me tell you what my woes is
When I wake up and I can’t smell the roses
It’s a sad thing when you leave the bathroom
And you can’t smell the gift you left behind you
It’s a sad thing I can’t smell the world around me
It’s a sad thing
Alright
It’s a sad thing when I walk amongst the trees
And the sweet scent of Mother Nature eludes me
And it’s a sad thing, when you drive by a bakery
And you can’t smell all those sexy, tiny pastries
And I try to understand it
And I try but I can’t
You know I can’t
And it’s a sad thing that memories of days ago
Are odourless… I’ll never know
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9. |
Tumbala-Like It
04:39
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I was at the beach the other day (tumbala-like it)
The waves were fine and so were the ladies lookin’ my way (tumbala-like it)
A cloud rolled in
Yet still I sing
Tumbalalala-like it
Tumbalalala-like it (like it, like it)
Tumbalalala-like it
Tumbalalala-like it (like it, like it)
Tumbala, tumbala, tumbala, tumbala-like it
Tumbala-like it
Tumbala, tumbala, tumbala, tumbala-like it
Tumbala-like it
Walk in Stanley Park watchin’ them ride by (tumbala-like it)
Ridin’ on my bike when that girl caught my eye (tumbala-like it)
I had to leave
But still I sing
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10. |
Joshua's Room (Teemo)
02:21
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Teemo
Teemo
Teemo
Teemo
Olé!
Cold and wet like the Arctic air
Turn the heater on but the cold’s still there
Leaky ceiling by the light
Gonna get electrocuted tonight
Joshua’s Room
Joshua’s Room
Joshua’s Room
Oh Joshua’s Room
Creepy slug slide through the door
Gonna get squashed on Joshua’s floor
Wood bug chew right through the wall
Keep that exterminator on call <Hello?>
Mold in the closet as black as coal
Thank the ‘lords his closet isn’t full
Grimy blinds weren’t out of place
But tore them down with such grace
One whole year in a greasy place
The lease runs out there’s a smile on his face
Joshua’s luck can’t get much worse
He’ll rid himself of this curse
Dead mouse underneath the rug
Why couldn’t it have been another…CHICKEN!
Teemo
Teemo
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11. |
Words of Whiskey
02:01
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I can’t see you I’ve been drinking
I can’t see you I am blind
I have whiskey in my stomach
I have warmth inside
Whiskey, whiskey how I love you
Whiskey, whiskey makes me glad
Whiskey, whiskey how I hate you
Whiskey, whiskey, makes me sad
I am walking in my dress pants
Head is spinning all the round
I’ve been losing all my balance
I be falling to the ground
A bottle of my favourite bourbon is quite empty now
A teardrop fell down from my cheek
I was pooped on by an owl
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12. |
GoodBry
03:36
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Goodbye Bryan, it’s time to go
Goodbye Bryan, it’s time to go
It’s time to say goodbye
So until next time…
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye!
We always knew this day would come
You’d pack your bags head off into the sun
We prepped our hearts but no one ever knows
How hard a farewell tolls upon your soul
I held your hands you held me in your arms
I cried for you, you worked me with your charms
And now I fear I can’t go on alone
But Toronto called, you’ve got to get back home
So goodbye, GoodBry
We had our time but you’ve got to go
Goodbye, GoodBry
I’ll let you head back to Ontario
And late at night when I’d run into you
I reached out and from me you withdrew
I healed your wounds, you gave me new life
A weight was lifted, a light was shining bright
So goodbye, GoodBry
We had our time but you’ve got to go
Goodbye, GoodBry
I’ll let you head back to Ontario
Go left, go right, go up if coloured red
I’m talking bout the hair upon her head
And one cliché I give to you my friend
Is all good things come to an end
So goodbye, GoodBry
We had our time but you’ve got to go
Goodbye, GoodBry
I’ll let you head back to Ontario
You best be getting back to your home
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Shack 25 North Vancouver, British Columbia
Shack 25 is:
Emily Brown
Bryan B
Joshua Denny-Keys
Austen
Renaud
When three musical geniuses set up shop in a dusty, broken down shack for the school year, the results could be catastrophic. And they were...
...though times have changed, and they no longer live together, Shack 25 lives on, now joined by the most frequented shack visitor.
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