PUT IT IN THE BAD ONE!

by Omni Arms

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released December 19, 2015

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Track Name: Ex Sight
Ex Sight

Hike up your jeans, clean off your glasses
so you can see, our kaleidoscopic dream
Look at all the bright screens
and listen to all the proud screams
don't worry about doing it right
we'll show you how to be ex-sight
Can I get a witness?
to the brave bold world
we can be your guide
to a best-dressed hero quest
Look at all the bright screens
and listen to all the proud screams
don't worry about doing it right
we'll show you how to be ex-sight
Synchronize it, hypnotize it
let's make history a mystery
hey whatcha doin'
gettin' high on your supply?
of beats and bleeps
and electronic suites
Look at all the bright screens
and listen to all the proud screams
don't worry about doing it right
we'll show you how to be ex-sight

-Lyrics by Michael Bredehoft, Joe Younglove and Alexandra Younglove
Track Name: 1994
1994

On a far distant planet, walked into a bar
saw a hairy man standin', from afar
he had a badass laser strapped to his hip
packin' wicked grips of red licorice whips
in one hand, he has some pink liqueur
he's feelin' tipsy but asks for another pour
hits the dance floor hard, but his moves look dated
swingin' hips tryin' to find a girl for mating
Hairy man in the club, hairy man on the floor,
hairy man dancin' round like it's 1994
Like digital butter on an analog bun
the moves that he's flashin' make you wanna make fun
but quickly we realize we may be wrong
cuz the ladies are groovin' just like this song
they're all over him, like cinnamon to toast
he's keepin' look out for the girl he loves the most
makin' me feel like a fool for doubting the beast
cuz he's risin' to the top, like he's using yeast
Hairy man in the club, hairy man on the floor
hairy man dancin' round like it's 1994
Like a rocket hairy man made his way to the top
but he couldn't figure out a good way to stop
got so high he felt low, didn't know where to go
so he checked into rehab, and gave up the blow
then he checked out, and cut a rug all night
feelin' good feelin' fine it was outta sight
caught the eye of a dame from across the room
fell in love and went to Mars for a honeymoon
Hairy man in the club, hairy man on the floor
hairy man dancin' round like it's 1994

-Lyrics by Joe Younglove and Michael Bredehoft
Track Name: It Is Treasure To Me
It Is Treasure to Me

I'm gonna put it in my pocket, put it in my pocket
put it in my pocket, I'll pick it up
put it in my pocket, put it in my pocket
put in my pocket, I'll pick it up
I'll put it in my pocket, I'll pick it up
I'll put in my pocket
I'm gonna put it in my pocket, put it in my pocket
put it in my pocket, I'll pick it up
I'll put it in my pocket, I'll pick it up
I'll put it in my pocket
It's treasure to me
We'll
we'll pick
we'll pick shit up
we'll pick shit up!

-Lyrics by Michael Bredehoft
Track Name: Salty Thumbs
Salty Thumbs

Salty thumbs covered in chip crumbs (they're covered)
salty thumbs covered in chip crumbs (in chip crumbs)
salty thumbs covered in chip crumbs (they're your thumbs)
Voyage to the bottom of the bag
bottom of the bag can't miss
a non-nutritious abyss
Salty thumbs covered in chip crumbs
salty thumbs covered in chip crumbs
salty thumbs covered in chip crumbs

-Lyrics by Alexandra Younglove, Joe Younglove, and Michael Bredehoft
Track Name: Poison Ivy Lord
Poison Ivy Lord

She comes on like a rose, but everybody knows
she'll get you in dutch, and you can look but you better not touch
She's the poison ivy lord, poison ivy lord
late at night when you're sleeping
poison ivy lord is creeping around, around
She's pretty as a daisy, but look out man she's crazy
she can really do you in, if you let her get under your skin
She's the poison ivy lord, poison ivy lord
late at night when you're sleeping
poison ivy lord is creeping around, around
She is really grumpy her mom says she's a junkie
the poison ivy lord has got a stench
she really isn't cool, her dad says she's a fool
the poison ivy lord will make you itch
You're gonna need an ocean, of calomine lotion
you'll be scratching like a hound, the minute you start to mess around
With the poison ivy lord, poison ivy lord
late at night when you're sleeping
poison ivy lord is creeping around, around
You're gonna need an ocean, of calomine lotion
you'll be scratching like a hound, the minute you start to mess around
With the poison ivy lord, the poison ivy lord
late at night when you're sleeping
poison ivy lord is creeping around, around
La la la la, la la la la, la la la la

-Lyrics by Leiber & Stoller and Michael Bredehoft
Track Name: Champions Waltz
Champion's Waltz

He slides through the hills with a crown on his head
breadstick for a sword, all the enemies fled
This is no Country Crock, this is god damn hard rock
and if you open that biscuit it's where he'll belong
if you open that biscuit it's where he belongs
He's winning, he's a champ, he's as bright as the sun
switched on til the break-a dawn, on some toast or a bun
a hero, a victor, a king it's a fact
never backs down he is set to attack
This is no Country Crock, this is god damn hard rock
and if you open that biscuit it's where he'll belong
if you open that biscuit it's where he belongs
No tolerance for the lactose intolerant
showing no mercy on digestive systems
spread the word, spread it thick
don't give up if it makes you feel sick
be strong, sing this song, you know it's where you belong

-Lyrics by Joe Younglove and Michael Bredehoft