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Leftovers

by greatFox

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1.
It’s a song that reminds you of better times With the bangin’ beat and the catchy rhymes It’s like some older song that you used to groove Different enough so I won’t get sued Sounds so good on the radio But no one ever plays it on a stereo When you’re with your friends or you’re all alone You’re gonna just play it on the speakerphone It’s the perfect pop song The perfect pop song’s got more aahs and oohs And just a little bit of autotune Well maybe a little more autotune And a little more oo oo ooo oooo ooo… There’s a lot of repetitive melodies To keep this song in your head for a century Every line rhymes so you can sing it with me Cause the perfect pop song’s in the key of C It’s the perfect pop song But when the bridge comes there’s a change of key To give the song a little more energy Put your hands up till your arms get tired Because the roof the roof the roof is on fire It’s the perfect pop song Everyone’s on a mission Someone’s hopin’ someone’s wishin’ Find yourself a new position Ain’t no more superstition Don’t worry about a thing It’s clean enough so yo mama can sing A little glitz and a little bling Because everyone is waiting for the next big thing I wish I could spend more time with you There’s so many things I want to do with you But unfortunately we’re at the end of this lesson Because the perfect pop song is 4 minutes 10 seconds.
2.
I’m gettin’ swallowed by a bitch constrictor A bitch constrictor When I met her I didn’t know she got hooks Accompanied by her spicy looks Feminine wiles for both my heads Destruction and terror in her stead She twirl me around like a tortellini Got me thinkin’ with my coney island weenie My brain feels like a tetrazzini It’s no fair you big meanie Before I know it – she’s up to my foot Before I know it – she’s up to my leg Before I know it – she’s up to my knee Before I know it – she up to my I’m gettin’ swallowed by a bitch constrictor A bitch constrictor Before I know it – she’s up to my waist Before I know it – she’s up to my belly Before I know it – she’s up to my ribs Before I know it – she up to my chest I gotta get loose before it’s too late Sealed and delivered is my fate Can’t get rid of her like something that I ate Please god let me emancipate The light is fading from my face Perfume burns my eyes like mace Titties was the cause of my fall from grace I get trapped up in that special place Before I know it – she’s up to my neck Before I know it – she’s up to my face Before I know it – I’m over my head Before I know it – she up to my I’m gettin’ swallowed by a bitch constrictor A bitch constrictor
3.
(I'm gonna drop the F bomb right off the bat--) Fuck I don’t give - I don’t give a fuck Fuck I don’t give - I don’t give a fuck fuck I don't wanna hide myself to get these other guys to have some kinda feelings bout me I don’t wanna change my body and the way that I get naughty just to have a party I’m not gonna kiss your ass even if you fuckin' ask just to get some nookie Pinky twinkie with a horse hung dinkie looky-looky whaddaya want, a cookie? I’m not feeling any better with a diaper and some leather when we get together I don’t feel any connection even though we have erection while we use protection If you can’t get to my mind you’re not giving me the sign I don’t have the time This shit is not what it seems I’ma bail from the scene I don’t need the peen Trying to act a little coy delicate boy toy what a fuckin' ploy Get a little bit excited don't fight it if you got a smoke better light it Trying to get up in the crack but I hit em in the sac ain’t no talkin' back Now you go into a rage when I go to disengage fuckin' act your age! It might be all about the chase and a little bit of grace but I want a taste Haven't had it in so long even if we get along I just want the dong Got me up against the wall till we get the last call damn I want it all You could hump me like a rabbit you faggot lemme have it dagnabbit Don't look em in the eyes - We're playin' hard to get Give em the cold shoulder - We're playin' hard to get Look all nonchalant - We're playin' hard to get Lead em around like a dog - We're playin' hard to get Just string them along - We're playin' hard to get I ain’t buyin you a drink - We're playin' hard to get Who the hell is this now? - We're playin' hard to get Slap em around like a pimp - We're playin' hard to get Now my body's all tight and it feels alright we can go all night I'm not even that drunk it'll be a slam dunk if you got the spunk I make it deep no lie I wanna hear you cry before we say goodbye I wanna see you shuffle while we do the body snuffle luffle luffle Bobbin up and up and down makin little mouse sounds like an ass clown On your hands and your knees let me have the dick please baby baby please Now he’s humping on my leg but before I lick the eggs better clean the smeg! Don't you dare let it drop if you take it to the top you better not stop
4.
Someone gave me a bible tract so I Got me some collie green and I Rolled up some bible tract and I Smoked me some Baby Jesus Someone gave me a bible tract so I Got me some chronic weed and I Rolled up a fat bible tract and I Took a hit off Baby Jesus I was riding my motorcycle and I was minding my own beeizness and They came up to me on my bike and they said I was living dangerously and They gave me a piece of paper and It had some righteous scripture and I put it in my pocket and I smiled and slowly backed awaaaay I was eating a falafel sammich in A trendy Jewish deli and They came up to me and my sammich and said I was eating dangerously and They gave me a piece of paper and It was in Hebrew I couldn’t read it but I put it in my pocket and I smiled and slowly backed awaaaay I was drinking some ESB in My favorite British pub and Someone interrupted me and my beer and said I was drinking dangerously and They gave me a piece of paper and I was buzzed so I couldn’t read it but I put it in my pocket and I smiled and slowly drank awaaaay! I was spanking my little monkey and For sure minding my own beeizness and A disembodied voice said I was spanking dangerously and A piece of paper flew into my lap and It had some righteous lube with it and I said good lookin’ out, Jesus! I smiled and slowly beat awaaaay!
5.
I be the smartest guy I ever met U be the last at the pool to get wet I be the one with the matching socks U be just dumb as a box of rocks I be steady, stable and firm U be a slimy groveling worm I be the pinnacle of humankind U be the one that’s always running out of time I be the sharpest knife in the shed U be the one that goes wherever you are led I be the one with unlimited refills U be the one with zero social skills I be the one with the perfect balls U be in the corner playing with your dolls I be the one with the bitchenest song U be the one who took too fuckin' long I be the hit on the center of the nail U be the reason why you always fail I be the answer to your wet dreams U be the last picked on your team I be the final answer to your question U be the world’s final infection I be the end of what you began U be lost without a fucking plan I be the hot water in your shower U be the skid marks in my trousers I be the one where everything goes U be the dirt up under my toes I be the one always on the attack U be just standing there itching your sack I be the one that made you cream your jeans U be the one saying duuh what did he mean? I be just what everyone is liking U be the crap I deleted when I was typing I be the light at the end of the tunnel U be negative, mad and disgruntled I be ensconced in the annals of history U be a footnote in the ages of misery I be the most talented guy you ever met U be a pain in my fuckin' neck
6.
The Point 05:27
What’s the use of keeping up when there’s always another to pass? What’s the use in fitting in when it only binds you in chains? What’s the use in accomplishment collecting dust on a shelf? What’s the use in moving up when it’s lonely at the top? What’s the use in a wide smile that hides your despair? What’s the use in cultivating a contrived facade? What’s the use in another day when change never comes? What’s the use in the struggle when it never really ends? I’m starting to miss the point. What’s the use of having kids when they make the same mistakes? What’s the use in growing up so you can work until you die? What’s the use of joining the club when they make you pay your dues? What’s the use of wearing a badge when it brands you like a cow? What’s the use in getting more when it makes you feel like less? What’s the use in vengeful hate when everyone is going to lose? What’s the use in arguing because no one really is listening? What’s the use in being self-aware, the knowledge that it has to end? I’m starting to miss the point. What’s the use in growing old when it seldom brings wisdom? What’s the use of sharing yourself when it only brings more pain? What’s the use in going against our most primal animal nature? What’s the point in coming back when you do it all over again?
7.
Who am I? What are these hands? What are they doing? Who am I? What is this space? Why am I floating in it? Who am I? What are these eyes? What are they seeing? Who am I? What is this moment? Why am I hanging in it? Who am I? What are these feet? What are they stepping on? Who am I? What are these pieces? Why are they broken up? Who am I? What are these ears? What are they ringing for? Who am I? What are these feelings? Why are they so faint? Don’t you dare step out of your boundaries Don’t you dare color outside the lines Don’t you dare challenge your betters You can never be wise enough Don’t you dare put the shoe on the wrong foot Don’t you dare wear all the wrong colors Don’t you dare sing the song in that key You can never fit in enough Don’t you dare put all your eggs in one basket Don’t you dare bet it all on black Don’t you dare take a chance on a fool You can never be safe enough Don’t you dare tire before you’re finished Don’t you dare suffocate before it’s all done Don’t you dare stop right in the middle You can never dream enough What are these sands that I’ve washed up on? What is this sensation (tickling) when you’re near? What is this silence? What was it that you were just saying? Who am I? What are these fists? Why are they striking out? Why am I so angry? This is: the difference between being born with all possibilities and having them shut down one by one until you are in a little box of self-imposed limitations. Never to emerge?
8.
I said I’m sorry baby I’m leaving you tonight I found someone new, he’s in the fursuit outside It’s silly and perverted But I’m bored with all of the mundane love I said I can’t repress it and if I did There’s one thing I’d be thinking about And that’s FURRIES! Furries Ruin Everything I said furries, furries ruin everything I think they know what they’re doing They’re trying to warp my brain It won’t be the same now Furries ruin everything They shake your hand and they give you some ears and a tail They say just come with us, we’ll show you a whole new world I don’t have to grow up because all that adulting is hard If only for a moment I can pretend To be something I always dreamed about And that’s FURRIES! Furries Ruin Everything I said furries, furries ruin everything I think they know what they’re doing They’re trying to twist my brain It won’t be the same now Furries ruin everything
9.
Break up to make up sex! The battle is on the battle is on on goes the battle in the big arms race Tension builds up builds up the tension builds up until it hits a fever pace We fire shots shots are fired the shots are fired until we just lose our grace How many more days and days go by until I just can’t stand your face And then I just need a break I can’t stand it I really just need a break There’s only so many times so many times I can use the excuse that I got a headache There’s a limit to just how much just how much abuse that I can take I gotta get out gotta get out before we make the last fatal mistake So then I’m just on my own I’m on my own I spend some time alone Can’t pick it up can’t pick it up don’t wanna even pick up the phone Don’t bother me don’t bother me no one can bother me while I’m in the zone No one can get to me can’t get to me no one can get to this heart of stone And then I can’t hold it I can’t hold it I just can’t hold it back I can’t think I can’t think I can’t think my whole brain is out of whack There’s only so much time so much time so much before I must attack I’m gonna blow up I’m gonna blow up I’m gonna explode you better stand back I could be a you could be a heartbreaker Break up to make up sex! The battle is on the battle is on on goes the battle in the big arms race Tension builds up builds up the tension builds up until it hits a fever pace We fire shots shots are fired the shots are fired until we just lose our grace How many more days and days go by until I just can’t stand your face I could be a you could be a heartbreaker Why do we have to do this have to do this the same way every time Why do I have to why do I have to keep repeating the same old rhyme How can we stop this how do we stop the madness stop before we cross the line Or is someone somewhere watching us fall victim to some sadistic design Break up to make up sex!
10.
He was a castaway he was a castaway he was driven out He was a castaway he never fit in he was driven out he was driven out Sat by the ocean waves he felt the ocean waves salty spray Sat by the ocean waves he felt the salty spray under the thunder of the crashing spray Strange the siren’s call and the cold embraces Strange the darkness howls and calls to him with its cold embraces He tries not to answer the voice but the draw is strong He tries but the old man shrieks from his floating bones the voice is strong From his mind he leaps and falls onto the ragged rocks From his mind he leaps and flies and dashes his bones on the ragged rocks An electric jolt and the lightning strikes and fades An electric jolt and the trident strikes with a flash and then it fades away And then time passes in an instant to the end of things And then time passes until the end of the universe and all things Everything that he loves and hates will be as one Everything that he loves and hates will collapse on each other and be as one And then he turns his back on the stars and the snarling cries He turns his back on the stars and the beast with the lustrous eyes and the snarling cries He stops frozen in his tracks and the wind stops blowing He stops frozen in his mind his thoughts and the tracks and the wind stops blowing And then he runs and leaps and falls onto the ragged rocks! And then he leaps and flies and smashes and dashes his bones on the ragged rocks! An electric jolt and the lightning strikes and fades An electric jolt and the trident strikes with a flash and then it fades away And the pieces and the pieces are all fallen And the pieces and the pieces and the pieces are all fallen Strange the demon’s call and his warm embraces Strange the darkness howls and calls to him with its warm embraces He tries not to answer the voice but the draw is strong He tries but the old man screaming from his floating bones he can’t stand it for long
11.
Perfect pop perfect pop It's the perfect pop song pop song It's the perfect pop song pop song The perfect pop song I wish I could spend more time with you There’s so many things I want to do with you But unfortunately we’re at the end of this lesson Because the perfect pop song is 4 minutes 10 seconds.

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Play along with the fox and the Most Perfectest Pop Song like evar, some crazy Bitch snake tryin' to Constrict a brotha, Playing Hard To Get some secks, Roll Up A Tract for Baby Jesus, be sure j00 know that I Be the fox and j00 ain't Be the fox, don't miss The Point, never Attenuate your Potential, holy shit the Furries are coming and they Ruin freakin' Everything, witness the new break up to make up secks in the Comedy of Lust, Fall to Pieces in the end, and then revive and restore your inner foxiness with some Perfect Pop Dreams!

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released October 5, 2017

All songs Produced, Arranged, Composed and Performed by Todd Guilmette.

Except "Furries Ruin Everything" written by Thomas Gray.

Guitar on "Perfect Pop Song" by Chad Wilkinson of Crimson Fool.

Mixed by Todd Guilmette.
Mastered by Tim Boyce at The Sound Design, NYC.

Cover art by April Seymour (draggincat.deviantart.com).

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