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Phunk and hana want to take this back to the late sixties and early seventies, to which I wll gladly oblige.

EXMOS

Exmos gathered in their masses
Just some dark and fated classes
Plotting secret combinations
Spreading evil ministrations
To the priests of science flocking
Richard Dawkins Stephen Hawking
Down with Monson down with Eyring
Love to see those Mormons crying, Oh lord yeah!

Anti-Mormons hide upon the web
They only work in the dark
Why should they come out into the light
They always look beyond the mark

Time will weigh on their trifling minds
Sacred things are their prey
Turn and rend those things that sear the mind
No more rending judgment day, yeah!

Now in darkness minds are seething
As they vainly look for meaning
Reading Dialog and Sunstone
Watching South Park on their Iphones
Eating, Drinking, making merry
Satan says its cash and carry, oh lord yeah!

Hello, Coggins, well hello, Coggins
It’s so nice to see you back where you belong
You’re feelin’ swell, Coggins, we can tell, Coggins
You’re still glowin', you’re still crowin', you’re still goin’ strong
We feel that room swayin,' while the band’s playin’
One of your old favorite songs from way back when
So, take his wrap, fellas, find him an empty lap, fellas
Coggins'll never go away again

(instrumental break)

Hello, Coggie, well hello, Coggie
It’s just great to have you back where you belong
You’re smellin' fine, Coggie, like old wine, Coggie,
That you're glowin' while you're crowin' means you're
Swigging on
You feel the room swayin’ while all those old old tunes are playin'
One of your old favorite saws from way back when
So, hi-de-ho, fellas,
Loran's got nowhere to go, fellas
Coggins'll never go away
Truly will never go away
So let's let him stay and play
Again

the road to hana wrote:Hello, Coggins, well hello, Coggins
It’s so nice to see you back where you belong
You’re feelin’ swell, Coggins, we can tell, Coggins
You’re still glowin', you’re still crowin', you’re still goin’ strong
We feel that room swayin,' while the band’s playin’
One of your old favorite songs from way back when
So, take his wrap, fellas, find him an empty lap, fellas
Coggins'll never go away again

(instrumental break)

Hello, Coggie, well hello, Coggie
It’s just great to have you back where you belong
You’re smellin' fine, Coggie, like old wine, Coggie,
That you're glowin' while you're crowin' means you're
Swigging on
You feel the room swayin’ while all those old old tunes are playin'
One of your old favorite saws from way back when
So, hi-de-ho, fellas,
Loran's got nowhere to go, fellas
Coggins'll never go away
Truly will never go away
So let's let him stay and play
Again

Oh, I see its something really moldy and oldie now is it? So be it.

See you on a new topic thread.

Oh, I see its something really moldy and oldie now is it?

You really shouldn't trash yourself that way.

To the Underture from Tommy:

*10 minute instrumental...no madeup lyrics...general applause ensues*

Bond...James Bond wrote:To the Underture from Tommy:

*10 minute instrumental...no madeup lyrics...general applause ensues*

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