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Love, Exciting And New Come Aboard, We're Expecting You. Love, Life's Sweetest Reward. Let It Flow, It Floats Back To You. The Love Boat Soon Will Be Making Another Run, The Love Boat Promises Something For Everyone, Set A Course For Adventure, Your Mind On A New Romance. Love Won't Hurt Anymore, It's An Open Smile On A Friendly Shore. Yes Love! It's Love! The Love Boat Soon Will Be Making Another Run. The Love Boat Promises Something For Everyone, Set A Course For Adventure, Your Mind On A New Romance. Love Won't Hurt Anymore, It's An Open Smile On A Friendly Shore. It's Love! It's Love! It's Love! It's The Love Boat-ah! It's The Love Boat-ah! (Recorded Onboard The Love Boat With The Kitchen Staff)

Concerning The Appearance Of The Last World Mushroom: The Which Shall Promote And Inhabit The Time That Is The End Of All Times, Even Subsequent To The Immersion Of The World Beneath A Great Deluge Of Waters, Both Ginger'd And Sugary, And Across The Face Of Which It's Manifestation Shall Engulf The Entirety Of The Kingdom Of The Earth

Hammond Hit, People Like Us, A Career-In-Career, The Stainless Steel Band, Sing With Melodious Inarticulate Sound And Frequent Changes Between Falsetto And Normal Voice In The Manner Of Swiss And Tyrolean Mountain-Dwellers...Please, Nice But Boring, Commercial Break, Calm Before The Storm, Human Race To The End, Firedance, Killa

Long Live British Democracy Which Flourishes And Is Constantly Perfected Under The Immaculate Guidance Of The Great, Honourable, Generous And Correct Margaret Hilda Thatcher. She Is The Blue Sky In The Hearts Of All Nations. Our People Pay Homage And Bow In Deep Respect And Gratitude To Her. The Milk Of Human Kindness.

The Black Hawk War, Or, How To Demolish An Entire Civilization And Still Feel Good About Yourself In The Morning, Or, We Apologize For The Inconvenience But You're Going To Have To Leave Now, Or, "I Have Fought The Big Knives And Will Continue To Fight Them Until They Are Off Our Lands!"

A Sow With An Abbess's Bonnet Is Sitting On Four Rock-Objects And Singing Along With Them. The Song Sounds Like A Cheater, And Is Imprisoned In A Striped Toy Box Because Its Aims Are Not Recognizable. On Top Of The Box Is A Head That Could Be Elvis's, If He Had Survived This

Several Species Of Small Furry Animals Gathered Together In A Cave And Grooving With A Pict (More Than A Few Classes Of Diminutive Hirsute Organisms Amassing As One In An Astral Cavern And Rocking Out With A Monolith Whilst Avoiding A Quantum Hyperspace Paradox Mix)

Gie Him Strong Drink Until He Wink, That's Sinking In Despair; An' Liquor Guid To Fire His Bluid, That's Prest Wi' Grief And Care: There Let Him Bouse, An' Deep Carouse, Wi' Bumpers Flowing O'er, Till He Forgets His Loves Or Debts, An' Minds His Griefs No More

Like The Surgeon The Composer Slashes Open The Body Of His Fellow Man Removes His Eyes Empties His Abdomen Of Organs Hangs Him On A Hook Holding Up To The Light All Of The Body’s Palpitating Treasures Sending A Burst Of Light Into Its Innermost Depth

When We Focus On Nothing As Opposed To The Set Or Subset Of Infinite Events With Whatever Intellect We Have In That Moment The Conscious State Becomes Aware Of The Alternative To The Infinity Of States Which In Its Apprehension Is Enlightenment.

"The Stillness Of Contemplation Is Allowed In Billions Of Woeful Cries, So Astonishingly Simultaneous And In Unison, Each And Every Second, They Difuse Each Other In Such A Perfect Manner, Equalling The Most Inscrutable Of All Silences."

The Sad But True Story Of Ray Mingus, The Lumberjack Of Bulk Rock City, And His Never Slacking Stribe In Exploiting The So Far Undiscovered Areas Of The Intention To Bodily Intercourse From The Opposite Species Of His Kind...

We Were Stoned When We Thought Up The Title Of This And We Didn't Want To Give It A Name That We Had To Explain As 'Oh Yeah We Were Stoned When We Thought Of It' So We're Just Calling It Improvisational Jam 11-02-01

The Legacy Of A Serial Killer Lives On Forever Due To Their Uncanny Ability To Capture The Interest Of The World's Spectators Through The Extreme Quality, Quantity, Method And Results Of Their Actions

First Chance I Get I Am Licensing This Track To A Car Commercial Or Video Game, So Fuck You And Your No Sell Out, Anti-Establishment Posturing, Or Some Such In Your Face Remark Of That Sort.

Track Made By Setting Each 16 Bit Value In The Pcm Data Of A Wav File From The Maximum Value = +32767 To Its Minimum = -32768 And Setting Successive Values By Intervals Of +/-100

Anyone Who Names A Track "Anyone Who Names A Track 'So And So Can Kiss My Such And Such Ass' Can Kiss My (Adjective) (Noun) Ass" Can Kiss My (Better Adjective) (Better Noun) Ass

Als Präsident Der Gesellschaft Für Deutsch-Sowjetische Freundschaft Überreiche Ich Ihnen In Anerkennung Ihrer Verdienste Um Unsere Herzenssache Diese Schallplatte

Like The Howling Glory Of The Darkest Winds, This Voice Was Thunderous And The Words Holy, Tangling Their Way Around Our Hearts And Clutching Our Innocent Awe.

It's The Start Of A New Life Coming From The Light Moving In Your Brain Like A Flower By The Wind From The Deep Of Your Soul To The Edge Of Your Dream

What Really Happened In The Cornfields Is That The Birds Made Music All The Day And So I Let A Song Go Out Of My Heart At Duke's Place

Mai Fujii's Hippeastrum Hisipid Hirsute Histrionic Horticultural Hotpoint Hologram In The Solar Rabbit Rabble Radish Breeding Booth

Does Time Really Exist, If The Past Has Already Happened, Present Instantly Becomes The Past And The Future Did Not Happen Yet?

It Must Be Called 「Intelligence」 If People Stop When They Realize They Are Not Able To Become What They Are Wishing To Be

I Will Never Forget The Look In Your Eyes The First Time You Caught Me Jerking Off Behind You On The Dancefloor (Yeah)

The Long And Meaningless Excruciatiing Voyage Of The Anal Astronaut In The Cavity Of The Unknown Anus

If My Heart Ever Ran Away It Would Be Looking For The Day When Right Beside You It Could Forever Stay