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No Bedtime in Laserworld

by Random Task Force

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1.
Down the stairs and we’ve made It all our own, our hearts bled into the rug. Our bleeding love into the rug I drank my first beer sitting on this floor and now the empties are blocking the door, we get the Pizza-Hut delivered right through the window chorus: We got great wood panelling on the walls, a corduroy couch that’s sweeter than balls, an ashtray that looks like Diane Sawyer and a lava lamp. A mother-fucking lava lamp... Underneath the house, underneath the house, we’re raising Hell and raising the roof. Underneath the house, underneath the house, we found a foundation for ourselves v2 A velvet painting of a clown with a single tear says: “everyone beware! What happens in the basement stays in the basement.” A colour T.V., crackers and cheese, a poster of a red Lamborghini on the beach at sundown (Chorus)
2.
Oh well there’s cakes of lemon-creams that grow like leaves upon the trees and there’s a stream of melted cheese on Birthday Island. Yes, the streets are made of pizza, you’ll get pizza on your sneakers and get half the day off work 'cuz it’s your birthday. Well there’s clowns who shape balloons and all day long you watch cartoons and everything’s done to the tune of "Happy Birthday." Paper hats and baby cats and action movies and a fake tattoo of boobies battle rapping: "It’s your birthday!" (well, happy birthday) chorus But leave that party hat at home when you’re going out tonight, there’s a good chance you’re gonna die... (it's a) Murder On Birthday Island- everyday is your birthday. Murder on Birthday Island- and you can stay up until midnight. Murder on Birthday Island- I hope you don’t die. Murder, on birthday... murder on, birthday! (uno, dos, tres, four!) v2 Well there’s lots of fun and more and every corner has a store that’s full of bubblegum and porn and no bologna. There’s a slide that never ends and you can ride it with your friends and you know every straw can bend on Birthday Island. You can realize your dreams and learn to fly without The Wings and there’s a guy who brings you weed and He delivers. There’s a monkey that can dance and everybody likes your pants and you say: "thank you for those presents, they were thoughtful!" (Oh how thoughtful) (chorus) Please don’t die!
3.
First graze in the meadow, emerald blades beneath the swollen hooves. Wooden posts may fence you in but you have still got lots of room to move. chorus Black as coal in a deep dark cellar, watch you dance amongst the heather. Kings of olde would call you treasure, to watch you dance is utmost pleasure. Prancing pony, prancing pony, won’t you save a dance tonight friend? Prancing pony, prancing pony, fancy chance you'll dance the nature’s waltz again? v2 A mane of tangled locks flowing freely in the afternoon. Eyes of stolen stars are catching sunlight streaming from a sky of blue. (chorus) v3 So take a lump of sugar from a friendly hand with good intentions. I whisper softly in your ear and tame the wild stallion- now you love me too, just like i love you. (chorus)
4.
Wiz-It! 02:39
Don’t care too much for morning or getting out of my bed. Don’t care too much for working when they can do it instead But if I try (i’m gonna get it) Use my mind (got to believe) Take my time (always a winner) Read the sign (you can succeed) v2 They say that if you imagine, all your dreams will come true. But if I owned a wizard, there's nothing I couldn’t do So I take my time (I’ve got a wizard) I don’t try (he can do it all) I read the sign (the sign of the wizard) We can get high (all day long) chorus This time I’m gonna wiz-it (sun shine on me) i’m gonna wiz-it up (sun shine on) v3 He don’t care too much for morning, he’s lazy and he’s a jerk. He never helps out with magic, I’ve got to go back to work Mana, I’m so tired (I’m working double) My old job (really, really sucks) I work so hard (so hard for the wizard) Fuck my boss (and the wizard too!) (chorus) spells: Broiled, blackened, dragon’s tongue, eye of newt and unicorn horn, squirrel poached in butterfly cream: bubble, boil, slide into a dream! Allakazool and Allakazam, Finnigin’s stool, Looma Loom, Lamma Lamm, silver beetle, dry the sand, hold it, hold it in your hand
5.
They had a party at the laboratory, they had a Glowing Cube. They cooked pakoras on the Bunsen burners, they drank mojitos out of test tubes. They pumped the music through the intercom, that was Mitchell’s doing- he’s really good with sound. They got all crazy, crazy, crazy with their dance-dance-boogie, didn’t know what was about to go down... One part electrical and two parts dance, three robots sleeping through the party waiting for their chance v2 They did their calculations and they all agreed that the party needed Barbara. Yeah, they needed Barbara, baby. Steven slyly started up a conga line just trying to get some Barbara One part electrical and two parts dance, three robots sleeping through the party waiting for their chance. Five minutes countdown, forgotten tasks, three robots wake up to party got to make it last She must have known that she’d neglected her post and now who will pay the price? “The streets of gold?” There are no streets of gold Barbara! Oh, Barbara... Siamese Robotriplets! Because of one set of Siamese Robotriplets joined at the mind, fulfill the prophecy, meow, we'll have a real good time.
6.
Hungover 03:34
(I'm hungover, I'm hungover) How many wallets and weights and makeup kits would it take to change the lightbulb in the light sign from green to red? Let's all stay in bed today! The whole wide world is hungover, just waiting to see how much money, power and sex we’ll need to get the day off work. Turn off the radio. It’s got too many distractions trying to make it all not seem so bad. Turn off the radio and freedom... fuck freedom and fuck you, Chad! Last night we drank too much, today I want to stay in bed. v2 Maybe, if it was Mono or that Giant-Monster Earthworm come to devour us all, it would all be so easy but they know it was drinking so none of that will work This slowly burning oasis is my bed, it is hard to believe I was once happy here. And I’ve worked hard to become a rich, powerful and a handsome man but it’s all worthless when Chad from accounting calls in hungover all the time. Last night we drank too much, today I want to stay in bed. (I’m hungover, I’m hungover) I am hungover, I am hungover I woke up in the alleyway again I am hungover, I am hungover I swore I’d never do this again Last night we drank too much, today I want to stay in bed.

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released June 8, 2014

Recorded by: Giancarlo Gallo at Metalworks Studios
Mixed/Mastered by: Jonathan Hawkes
Executive producer: Random Task Force
Producer: Kevin Flaherty
Album art: David Fletcher

special thanks to Thomas Reyto for making sure our Whams were crisply Powed and being extremely swell about it

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