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Friday, December 30, 2005

How Much Gas?

Words: Randy
Music: Henry

I don't remember too much about the Chelsea Apartment tapes. I know Mikey Quinn was there with some friends (or maybe just one). I know we drank a few bottles of George Dickel. I think that may have been the night that Mike's girlfriend tried to turn white wine into red wine by putting red hots in it. I think later that night when Kerry said she was going to the store to get another box of wine, I protested, "but we have a second one in the firdge." But it turns out, we drank that one, too. Mostly during the recording of songs, we were playing nintendo, so some nintendo games get mentioned. And at the end of almost all of them, Mikey says something awesome.

Lyrics:

How much gas will it take to fill the room
Until I asphyxiate and die?
How much gas will come out of my ass
'till it fills up the room and I die?

(this's your part, it's your part)

gas...gas...gas...

Let's find out, right now
I'll start farting, here's how...

Randy: That's probly the worst song...
Henry: You're so cut off.
Randy: ...in the history of recorded music.
Mikey: It wasn't bad, actually.
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