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When I first met Red he wasn't red at all
seemed everyone knew him by name
he's that guy in the back keepin the beat at every single jam
No matter who got up with talent or not
Red just kept good times
never hear him speak he'd just keep the beat at every single jam
Let's drink the first one it won't be the last one
a toast to our good friend Red Hare
soft spoken cerebral a Ryder Lake regal
we won't hear congas no more.......... from our good friend Red Hare
He was a quiet man but he said alot
kept close to him all of his cards
when he did pipe up his wit would trump
all aces with so few words
When his battery was fading no chance of saving
a Red Hare bash one last time
he made our lives richer and painted some pictures
memories more fine than his wine
Let's drink the first one it won't be the last one
a toast to our good friend Red Hare
soft spoken cerebral a Ryder Lake regal
we won't hear congas no more..........
When I first met Red he wasn't red at all
time had made him grey
but that name just stuck I'll consider it luck
to meet him in those final days
Let's drink the first one it won't be the last one
a toast to our good friend Red Hare
soft spoken cerebral a Ryder Lake regal
we won't hear congas no more.......... from our good friend Red Hare
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Bottom of the Sea
03:29
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I never knew someone like her
sweet sweet lines on her for sure
you transformed my world blew me away
with all hopes gone astray we'll sail away
I never knew someone like her
a long lost treasure washed ashore
you adorned my world blue skies today
with all hopes gone astray we'll sail away
i don't even know if I could ever live a day without you
i don't even know if I would ever survive a day without you
but I know that everything I own is on my boat
and we're headin out to see
I never knew someone like her
we sailed away our sights obscured
then the storm it came
and blew us all away
with all hopes gone astray we'll drift away
I never lost someone like her
her hull resting on the ocean floor
then the mourning came and I'd have to say
with all hopes gone astray I'll drift away
i don't even know if I could ever live a day without you
i don't even know if I would ever survive a day without you
but I know that everything I own is on my boat
at the Bottom of the Sea
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Wounded Ear
03:38
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Wounded Ear
I hit the ice with a blackened eye it was the first game of the season
A few shots on net I was feelin fine, first shift saw me cruisin’
On the ice again ready to score soft passes i was feedin
got a stick in the head I couldn’t play no more
I was off the ice.................I was bleedin
Start of the game too near
“You need stitches” said my dear
Pass me that can of beer , I just lost half my ear
All sewn up but not for long 2nd game of the season
As I streak into the offensive zone down the wing see me speedin
A pass from our “D” had flown too high the play he was misreadin’
Hit me in the mouth as I glided by, yet again I was bleeding
Start of the game too near
“You need stitches” said my dear
“This one’s lookin quite severe” even worse than my wounded ear
A few days off back at it again the wounds they were still healing
I got a call from Hope I say I’m in black cloud on the horizon
and in the finals I met one tough guy butt end to my mouth left me reeling
lost my teeth and i can’t deny it’s been one hell of a season
Start of the game too near
“You need stitches” said my dear
“This one’s lookin quite severe” even worse than my wounded ear
Start of the game too near
Aagh fuck my biggest fear
far worse than the wounded ear........my front teeth just disappeared
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Toxic Bagel
03:38
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Toxic Bagel
Are You Ready? Ready and Able
WIlling, Able, Ready, Steady and Stable
You can’t stop it
it’s been enabled
like lightning in a bottle of optic cables
Ya gotta get on up x 3
to get down with the Toxic Bagel
It might seem crazy
but never fatal
come alive and move to the groove of the Toxic Bagel
Ya can’t fight it
a real distraction
a rhythmic figment of your imagination
Ya gotta get on up x 3
to get down with the Toxic Bagel
Not everyone is doing it and that just makes me sad
all those other dance moves are just a passing fad
I never liked the Macarena
the Jitterbug is past it’s prime
Bye Bye to Mash Potato, Toxic Bagel now’s the time...............
Are You Ready? Ready and Able
WIlling, Able, Ready, Steady and Stable
Well let’s flaunt it
Shake the navel
Go with the flow and the glow of the Toxic Bagel
Ya gotta get on up x 3
to get down with the Toxic Bagel
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The Tractorgrease Folk British Columbia
The Tractorgrease Folk are all about fun zippy tunes with a focus on humour and satire. It's Dr. Hook meets The Barenaked Ladies. Frontman Jeff Bonner has assembled a cast of musicians that frequent his studio. The songs call out for a certain sound , and the more musicians that appear on this community project the better. It's the Folk that hang around here that makes it The Tractorgrease Folk. ... more
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