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cody chesnuTT – eric burdon [from the headphone masterpiece record]
guess what i just heard…”eric burdon.’ take nine.” i probably listened to this tune a hundred times or better and that’s the first time i ever heard cody chesnuTT [capitalize, please] say it. but so what. i probably listened to it 25 times before i knew what the title was. that’s how deep it is…you don’t even want to stop listening to the song to come up and check the title. just cody and a guitar, a backing vocal, and his mojo. the song has two undeniably catchy parts which my severely limited music-critic vocabulary can only describe as a chorus…not one, count ‘em, two motherfucker. get this now and find out why this site is called “pressurepressure.” forgive me god if i'm nothing at all without my mojo.
guess what i just heard…”eric burdon.’ take nine.” i probably listened to this tune a hundred times or better and that’s the first time i ever heard cody chesnuTT [capitalize, please] say it. but so what. i probably listened to it 25 times before i knew what the title was. that’s how deep it is…you don’t even want to stop listening to the song to come up and check the title. just cody and a guitar, a backing vocal, and his mojo. the song has two undeniably catchy parts which my severely limited music-critic vocabulary can only describe as a chorus…not one, count ‘em, two motherfucker. get this now and find out why this site is called “pressurepressure.” forgive me god if i'm nothing at all without my mojo.
Johnny St. Clair wuz here at 1:19 AM
11 Comments:
yo this one goes out to my homegirl the punk master aka the sandwich maker aka yo mama:
want that mix? cds?
how about you see deez nutz in your mouth
ha ha...oh you want it on tape?
how bout i tape deez nutz to your mouth
[oh snap...no he din't no he din't]
~chomper
thats wack yo
~j -roc
hey j-roc
how's your mother...
~chomper
fine
why?
~j-roc
...fuck your sister
ha ha
~chomper
Alright Mr. St. Clair, ok... ok... ok... I guess, maybe, well kinda, you might have, maybe, just a little, got me on that one. I actually did believe you and have a tini bit of trust in you. But you have just took that and wiped your ass with it. Now it's a very rare occasion, or shall I say when hell freezes over, or pigs fly out of Chomper's asshole backwards, or when Al hits on someone older than 12 that you actually get me on a prank... but I must give props where motha fuckin props are due. So, Mr. St. Clair [aka Johnny Dipshit, Zippie, Finn] I tip my hat to you. And please, please, please Mr. St. Clair, keep looking over your shoulder, or checking your lunch before you eat it, or your vaseline before you stroke it because I will return with a fierce vengence that will haunt you.
Very truly yours,
Big Mama
yeah, yeah...shut up and listen.
ya blind baby, blind.
don't you know who you fuckin with?
st. clair is papa large - big shot on the east coast.
~chomper
chomper yous wack yo
~ j-roc
the oysters schuckin ya. the cats stewin ya. dont believe a word. turn a deaf ear to that blind cat, cuz the mouse is comin for his
unkledouchie
What the fuck he's talkin bout? Shit don't make no kinda sense. hey unkledouchie. tell the doktor to check for tapeworms. and for fucks sake. put on some shoes.
who's high pitch?
~by your mama
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