Re​-​Ree EP

by Re-Ree

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released 08 February 2011

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Track Name: Orthopedic Shoes
When you hear me coming sounds like a Clydesdale pony
When you hear me coming you know ain’t no bologna
And my favorite movie is Young Guns 2
And I got three pairs of Orthopedic shoes

Contrary to opinions I can chew gum and walk
But I’m not so good at chew gum and talk
It’s just one of many things that I can’t do
Another thing is walking without orthopedic shoes

I know most of the alphabet
One time I rode in a red corvete
And once I held my breath until my face turned blue
And I can tie my orthopedic shoes

I got a skin condition makes me crack and flake
And I got a chronic earache
And my feet are sorta messed up too
That’s why I gotta wear these orthopedic shoes

My best pal in the world is my dog Roy
He smells bad but he’s a good boy
Did I mention that I play the kazoo?
Did I mention that I wear orthopedic shoes?

Man I sure do love baked potatos
There’s nothing in the world I like more than baked potatos
Do you want to see my potato tattoo?
It’s on my ankle just above these orthopedic shoes

My favorite song is I want Candy
My favorite TV show is Mama’s Family
My favorite movie is Young Guns 2
My favorite shoes are my orthopedic shoes
Track Name: Mr. Brown
He went into the shitter to take a dump
He left behind a big brown lump
It dropped on down with a fateful ‘plop’
He started to flush, but a voice said to stop

The turd was talking! It said “How do you do?
My name’s Mr. Brown, now how about you?”
The man said “Mr. Brown, my name is Mick”
Mr. Brown said “Don’t flush me and I’ll suck your dick”

Mick said “Sorry but you’re too unsightly
I don’t think I can trust you, you’ll probably bite me”
But he piped up again in his stinky voice
And proceeded to offer another choice

Mr. Brown said “How about I give you 3 wishes?
Anything you want, under these conditions:
The first is for candy, the next body hair,
And lastly that I suck on what you’ve got down there”

Mick thought for a moment and considered it fair
He wished for a tootsie roll and more facial hair
Mr. Brown sucked his dick, and when the time seemed right
He bared his brown teeth and took a great big bite

The turd flew at the wall in Mick’s indignation
And the splattering ended the hallucination
It was only a turd he’d wrapped around his dick,
Shit he’d rubbed on his face, poop he’d chosen to lick

So should a turd ever offer to suck your dick
Don’t forget Mr. Brown, and flush it down quick.