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Wrinkled and Dead
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Just like great-great-great Grandma...
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Sunday School songs for grown-ups.
One Kid's Lunch. "Sunday School" songs for grown-ups. Who these guys anyway? Two friends since about the 5th grade with a tendency to the weird, Dustin and Dave have been writing songs for over twenty years. After the thundering silence that greeted classics like "The Heimlich Maneuver", "Uncle Sam (is a Metal Man)" and "He Thinks He's a Kite!" (along with a few dozen band name changes,) and, even with the most excellent and humbling inclusion of "Attack of the 90ft Lounge Lizard" in an international Dr. Demento broadcast---the duo were compelled to dedicate their musical gifts (however rich or meager you might find them) to exploring their own faith, often tipping a sacred cow or two along the way. C'mon, it'll be good for you.... You might just like it.
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Genre
Rock Christian Rock
Charts
Peak #122
Peak in subgenre #10
Author
One Kid's Lunch
Rights
2004
Uploaded
May 05, 2005
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MP3 3.3 MB 128 kbps 0:00
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Cashin' in, well, who can blame her? Milkin' it while she can... For the time she's it, she's young, she's built - she's built on sand. Waves don't last; waves just tend to crash. (ch) Download photos, watch those videos, post her posters over the bed. Ain't it goofy how we all pretend she won't get wrinkled and dead? There's a hundred of her behind her, ready to wear that crown. What a ride - unknown, then queen, then facelifts 'til you're in the ground. And all the while, we bask in our denial... (ch) Ain't it just creepy how we... Virginal and innocent at first to suck us in. Soon the transformation comes and, my, we're happy then! But, the changes won't stop there. (not that we care.) We've frozen her in time - there in her late teen prime. If she knows what's good for her, she'll never get older...no, no, no. We own her life. What was her price? Was it her soul she had to sacrifice for the “cha-ching” of being our plaything? Girl, you’ve been bought—like it or not. You’re a slave, and can you guess to what? (ch) …as we download photos Razor blades and sugar plum pain pills dancing in her head-- hoping maybe she'll just skip wrinkled and go straight to dead Not the case yet, though - just a maybe...baby, there's still time. Let the chains we've wrapped you in fall off and let Him shine (let Jesus shine) Age joyfully, and just laugh as we. (ch) (just like me and your uncle Fred. wrinkled and dead)
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