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cotsco boyfriend
00:34
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Costco Boyfriend (x ∞)
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Toast
02:26
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Costco Boyfriend is filmed in front of a live studio audience
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Main Theme
02:37
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i'm haunted by dreams where i have a girlfriend
She whispers in my ear and turns on the AC
it's so real it's so real
so real, so real, so fake
She grabs the wheel
And evades the cops
Right hand on my clutch
I've turned into an automobile
So real, real, so fake,
it's so real
i used my powers to blow up town hall
The ceilings are getting longer
she kissed me on the odometer
so sensitive on the odometer
i just woke up and i now realize my lifelong dream of becoming a state-of-the-art automobile made by general motors, but it was just that—a dream
Cause I’m not playin around
When I say that the Earth was
Truly made for each of us
That’s equality of opportunity
That the system won’t provide
No matter how hard we try
The ones in power retain their power
Selling lies to voters like
Doctors prescribe antibiotics
With no concern for the future
Just trying to stay focused on the now
Well look at it now, look at it now
Look at it now, look at it now
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4. |
The Intermission
00:38
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And now, for something completely different…
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Gigi
00:51
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Modelo Time
01:14
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Modelo time! (Woohoo, yeah)
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Pete
01:30
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Saltine, cocaine
Tapping on the windowpane
And it's not enough
Vagrancy, vital
Though their survival
Disturbs presences
Privilege is daft
The stereotype you waft
Waving your hand round
So you hate the rich
But you hate the poor
A talking head, you're nothing more
Such a misanthrope
I hope you choke, and
That's just how it is
All that you can do
Spending your cash for interviews
Just to look like shit
Post-9/11
Neoliberalism
Essays about Kid A
So you hate the rich
But you hate the poor
A talking head, you're nothing more
Such a misanthrope
I hope you choke, and
That's just how it is
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Cupertino
02:00
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I don't know where I'm headed
I don't know where I'm going
But I know that I can turn my phone on
Look at the weather app
In Cupertino it's snowing
Being alone is so lame and
Every day melts just the same but
I know that I'm not alone
When the Patriot Act goes into effect in my zone
Cause I know that they might be watching me
Specifically what I type on my cell phone
With you I know I'll never be alone, yeah
NSA i know you're here with me
as i sit atop my TP throne
With an AR on my lap
and a bunch of buckets
Thrown about my room
Won't you say that you want me, Babe
NSA i want you more
what else can i do to prove my
never-ending love for you, uh
I don't know where we're headed
I don't know where we're going
But we're a happy young couple
Quarantined, amigo
In Orange County we're going to
Do the salsa just follow me
Move your feet NSA with me
Go ahead, Doc, do your thing
Yeah, whoo!
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10. |
(White Women) Wednesday
03:59
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Have you ever been to Taco Tuesday?
They've got good deals
Great deals, even
You know, I was down at the supermarket the other day
They told me to leave
They said I was being weird
I said, "What do you mean?
It's White Women Wednesday
Have you no culture?"
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you know you said you wanted me three weeks ago
so why'd you have to go and throw me in a garbage bag
thought i knew you
but you had to go tell your friends about it too
to think you used to care about me
used to call me your little strawberry
but then you kicked me underneath the couch
i'm fed up with you
fed up with your games
pour condensed milk atop me
just the fruit of your gains
you said you need me like
butter needs toast
but i knew you only wanted me
I knew you only wanted me
I knew you only wanted me
for my fructose
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Bean Voyage!
03:59
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i know you want me
like a can of baked beans
gotta open me up and
tell me just what "to masticate" means
cause i know you want me on toast
cause i know you want me the most
Know ya want me, know ya want me
Know ya want me, know ya want me
you said you'd kill the aliens
well i'm right there with you
spending time together, there's
Nothing i'd rather do
Cause i know you want me on toast
Costco Boyfriend
Costco Boyfriend, don't forget, Costco Boyfriend has the toast with the most
tell em how you really feel
go off, one, two
one, two, go! Go!
i don't understand
why you looked at me
i know when
the wind blows
out at sea
i also know
you want to
sail with me
Sometimes, in life, you're no more than a pen and paper. Others, you're a sealed can, ready to be opened—to see inside.
Some are green beans, some are garbanzo, some are black beans, some are pinto—and every now and then, you are—baked beans.
Open me up! I'm a can, you're my can opener! We go together, like wind and sails. Take me out to the water, and when I mean water, I'm talking condensed.
Open me up! Canned in a factory! In a boat! Baked beans! Coffee comes from baked beans. Can opener, baked beans!
That's me.
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Syzygy Records Aliso Viejo, California
Syzygy Records isn't a label; it is a portfolio of every project I, Monty Cime, have created.
When I was 11, I
learnt the word "syzygy," & in trying to show an example of it, conjectured that "art is the result of an alignment (a "syzygy") of influences & life experiences beyond one's control"—these are my "Syzygy Records."
This conjecture, I came to find out, is a tenet of historical materialism.
... more
Syzygy Records recommends:
a reflection of... (demo)
by Clay Birds
Featuring two of the members of Cime, Aron and Jack, this shit has been going around like crazy. Clay Birds is easily one of the most exciting bands of the year!
go to album
Frank is a legend, truly a one-of-a-kind guy. He's improving rapidly and this newest release of his is a sign of greatness that will only be further compounded in the future. God bless!
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Cybercrimes & Bozo Sales
by Bonk
I mastered this album for my good friend Ian, who you may know as the drummer for Costco Boyfriend. If you like electronic/indie fusion a là Sweet Trip, you'll like this!
go to albumIf you like The Costco Boyfriend EP, you may also like:
Brilliant experimental outfit Parlor Walls return with a killer new single boasting chest-collapsing digital beats and snarling guitars.
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The Dust Has Come To Stay
by Junk Drawer
This Belfast group makes art-rock with an effortlessly melodic twist.
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Space Trips For The Masses
by Modern Stars
Massive, doomy songs drenched in echo and centered on eerie vocal melodies for a heightened sense of mystery.
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