1. |
Asteroid
02:09
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What a disaster-oid
Killed by the asteroid
Quite a disaster-oid
To save the civilized
We gave up our lives
We had to join the fray
The asteroid was on its way
And if the world would have died
You wouldn't miss it anyway
You wouldn't miss it anyway
You wouldn't miss it anyway
At all
Our brains were splatter-oid
So was the asteroid
The world was saved-aroid
To save the civilized
We gave up our lives
We had to join the fray
The asteroid was on its way
And if the world would have died
You wouldn't miss it anyway
You wouldn't miss it anyway
You wouldn't miss it anyway
At all
How about it!
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We don't care if we come back at all
Well I sleep so strange
In the middle of the night
A terrible dream
About beans and pie
Well, a rock from space
Was all in your face
Now you must save
The human race
We don't care if we come back at all
Saw it in the paper
And on TV
The Pants are dead
Yip yip yippee!
Everybody say Yeah
Everybody say Yeah
Everybody say STOP
(Sean what are you doing!?)
Sleep so strange
A terrible dream
The Pants came back and haunted me...
The Pants came back and haunted me...
The strangest thing I'd ever seen
The dreamiest dream I'd ever dream
Ahhhhh... The Pants
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3. |
Tractor to the Moon
01:58
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I'd take a tractor to the moon for you
I'd take it half way to the sun for you
Cuz you're my baby
You're my baby
You're my baby
You're my baby I'd take a tractor to the moon
Take a tractor to the moon
Take a tractor to the moon
Take a tractor to the moon
Take a tractor
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4. |
Savin' the World
02:05
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All it takes is a shot of whiskey
When I was savin' the world
I felt so powerful
I remembered that I was saving the world
(Savin' the world)
When I was savin' the world
I believed in everything
I believed I was savin' the world
(Savin' the world)
I was savin' the world for you
I was savin' the world for you
I was savin' the world
Savin' the world
When I was savin' the world
I felt like nobody cared
About savin' the world
But I care about
I care about savin' the world!
I was savin' the world for you
I was savin' the world for you
I was savin' the world
Savin' the world
ohhhh yeahhhh
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5. |
Binary
02:25
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It's not a crimery
We speak in binary
Everybody wants to be like us and do the things and stuff that we do
It's not a crimery
We speak in binary
Don't even try-nary
Head to the brinery
And speak in binary
(Get yourself pickled whooo)
Everybody wants to be like us and do the things and stuff that we do
Everybody wants to be like us and do the things and stuff that we do
Everybody wants to be like us and do the things and stuff that we do
Everybody wants to be like us and do the things and stuff that we do
Everybody wants to be like us....
Ahhhhhhhh!
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6. |
The Pants Aren't Dead
02:54
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The gulls show up
And they eat all our brains
They throw up
And it feeds little fish
The fish get sick
And they die of the clap
The Pants aren't dead
No they're not
No they're not
The bodies they found
Were beyond decay
The medical examiner
Picked up his ukulele and he played
The Pants are dead
Now let's bury their head
And jump up and down
And jump up and down
And jump up and down on their grave
The Pants aren't dead
No they're not
No they're not
The Pants aren't dead
No they're not
No they're not
The DNA results
Were flawed at best
The teeth were blue
And made of glass
The Pants are dead
Now let's bury their head
And jump up and down
And jump up and down
And jump up and down on their grave
The Pants aren't dead
No they're not
No they're not
The Pants aren't dead
No they're not
No they're not
HOORAY!
The Pants aren't dead YEAH!
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7. |
The Third Dimension
02:33
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Three dimensions...
The third dimension
Holds the key to the destruction of the universe
Three dimensions
The third dimension
Holds the key to the lockbox of your eternal soul
Three dimensions
You're world
It will be over
What a successful scheme
Booze only makes us sober
Let's chug that kerosene
Let's chug!
Let's Chug!
You're world
It will be over
What a successful scheme
Booze only makes us sober
Let's chug that kerosene
Let's chug!
Let's Chug!
The third dimension
Holds the key to the destruction of the universe
Three dimensions
The third dimension
Holds the key to the third dimension
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8. |
Breakfast
01:41
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I'll cook you breakfast
In a cavern far away
If you like bacon
Hey, I like bacon, it's OK
I'll get you back when you are asleep
I cook breakfast for you
You should cook dinner for me
I'll get you back when you are asleep
I cook breakfast for you
You should cook dinner for me
If you like biscuit
You'll love my biscuits
Effin' A!
I'll get you back when you are asleep
I cook breakfast for you
You should cook dinner for me
I'll get you back when you are asleep
I cook breakfast for you
You should cook dinner for me
I'll get you back when you are asleep
I cook breakfast for you
You should cook dinner for me
I'll get you back when you are asleep
I cook breakfast for you
You should cook dinner for me
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I don't need no steroids
To defeat all the asteroids
Yeah... they shoulda known
I took my tractor to the moon
I made you breakfast
And I travelled, I travelled to the third dimension
Just because The Pants are dead
Doesn't mean The Pants are dead
Just because The Pants are dead
Doesn't mean The Pants are dead
Savin' the world...
Savin' the world...
Pants came back and haunted me
Savin' the world...
Pants came back and haunted me
Savin' the world...
Pants came back and haunted me
Savin' the world...
Pants came back
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The Pants Grand Rapids, Michigan
Best known for their hard-hitting nonsense... and their 11 seconds of fame on Steve Terreberry's YouTube video about The Worst Band Names on Spotify (in which he says we have the best band name on Spotify - DAMN RIGHT, STEVE!)... The Pant's Have Returned to Devour YOU! Freak + Rock + Skronk = The Pants ... more
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