Skate Zone

by Kleenex Girl Wonder

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1.
Precision optics and lights in the distance Pre-Christian Gnostics and nights burnt like incense I feel like an alien, but I don't mind Pre-chosen topics and fights without direction Decoded doctrines and typo corrections I just soak up every salient point I find But it don't matter at all It don't matter at all How you live your little life, or if you die, Or what you saw It don't matter at all It don't matter at all If you just watch it slipping by or if you willfully heed its call And crawl Towards kitchen lights and living room tables Pigeon fights in unlivable stables You say that you saw it with your own two eyes And in hindsight you say you could have saved them And you might be right, but don't forget where you came from 'Cause you may not remember before you die But it don't matter at all It don't matter at all If you kiss your kids goodbye, or if you cry Or if you're smart It don't matter at all It don't matter at all It just don't matter at all now 'Cause it all falls down Under the microscope of public scrutiny Every little thing you do to me kills me It don't matter at all It don't matter at all It don't, you think it do, but it don't I used to think it too, but it don't It don't matter at all It don't matter at all It don't, you think it do, but it don't I used to think it too, but it don't
2.
Who the fuck has time to sleigh anymore? Etc.
3.
No 03:20
4.
Ong Song 03:18
Ong ong ong ong ong
5.
Snakes on a plane Don't reach for the oxygen mask, it's only snakes
6.
Oh hell no
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about

A spontaneous album in the tradition of P.D.Q. Bach, whose work as a serious composer has been seriously jeopardized by his brilliant parodic canon.

This album will grow in size (and price) until such time as it is considered done. I estimate this may happen around the 30 song mark, as the Skate Zone is necessarily large.

IF YOU PAY FOR IT NOW, you will NOT receive future songs. So take your chances. Those who have already crossed this threshold, I will be glad to remusicerate via e-mail. You know the address.

credits

released January 1, 1990

(c) Graham Smith, maybe some other crews? Dudes?

license

Some rights reserved. Please refer to individual track pages for license info.

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