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God Guard Thee
01:21
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John Cabot's Moose
01:22
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We all gives thanks for john Cabot's moose
Cause we'd never have a feed if he didn't get loose
He's been running around for 500 hundred years
So grab yer guns and get on da beers
And we've all had a bite of a caribou
Cooked up a bear in a great big stew
But none of them compare to john Cabot's moose!
Ya can't beat the taste and he's hiding in da spruce!
Well we trapse through the muck
And and we don't give a fuck
Lookin for john Cabot's moose
Yes now we trapse through the muck
And we never give a fuck
Were Lookin for john Cabot's moose
You see john Cabot's Moose he was the first
All other moose from him they burst
So grease up yer spoons and sharpen yer forks
We ain't goin hunting til ya puts on yer shorts
Now I swear I had him in da sights
But rickys farts gave him da frights
There goes John Cabot's moose away
We'll have to cook him up another day
And we were all decked out at that
in our Cabot 500 hats
You'll never taste a feed
Like this big horned steed
So we'll keep looking for john Cabot's moose
Yes we're looking for john Cabot's moose
Gonna eat that John Cabot moose!
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on the last day of the government
i went out on my porch and i gazed upon the horizon
and all i saw was destruction, lust, and devastation
i could not help but enjoy myself highly that morning
for the government had been toppled
on the last day of the government
i was overwhelmed with joy and elation
by all the destruction and devastation
i was pleased
all the b'ys had to back to cutting trees
except for a select few executive Newfies
on the last day of the government
my joy turned to sorrow
when i realized there was no help for me
just merely more things that i could borrow
on the last day of the government
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Bayman's Bible
03:51
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I'm takin it easy when I take the bus
and the traffic's nowhere to be seen
I'm well on my way to Torbay Rd
where the music and good times are found
There'll be entertainment all the week long
but for now I'll just check out the deals
cuz I'm buyin and sellin with all my free ads
what a high quality magazine
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Salt Water Joys 2
03:49
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when i look out on da water
and i think about the past
all the ship are gone in the harbour now
time has gone too fast
my soul can rest a weary day
now that my fishin's done
i came to lay in my island home
from far in the eastern sun
many homes lay empty now
the youngsters moved away
my family's just memories
phone calls and unkept graves
i knew this day would always come
when i will pass away
(and) meet the cold ground of my island home
never see another day
when i die please take me out on the newfoundland sea
where the cod and oil do flow
that's where i wants to be
with a heart that's been broken in the wake of the sea
in the land of newfoundland where the sea meets the land
there's a feeling in the air that you can't understand
i remember some of my days
many more i do not
it's this weary mind of a working man
hard from sorrows wrought
that sits and stares from my rocking chair
sussing when i see no more
and he takes me from my island home
to never stand upon its shore
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Double Whammy
00:30
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Slavoj
02:20
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Slavoj is one of the bys
he fell out of the sky but he did not die
Slovak air force crew operating
a plane when the fuselage blew
a foreign man
from a foreign land
he don't speak english
and he don't understand
he fell from the sky
and began to cry as the
memories of his family
passed him by
Slavoj is one of the bys
a Slovak man was free in the air
on a stormy night above Bay d'Espoir
he fell from the plane and landed in trees
luckily he only broke both his knees
in soviet union he used to make 'chutes
now he grows (his) cabbage wearin green rubber boots
(chorus)
been here over 50 years traded in his vodka for black horse beer
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9. |
Fish Outta Water
02:30
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10. |
FATHOMS
02:50
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yeah it's been a minute
surface is forbidden
cant believe we said it
livin deep within it
breathin underwater
we see in the dark
heart is in the descent
depth the only reason
living under pressure
where they have no seasons
10000 nets
is not gonna catch us
elevation is a negative
never lookin for a shit to give
time into the deepest
workin on the thesis
dig in every crevice
bottom can't defeat us
laughin at space rockets
flyin doesn't top us
searching for the fossils
emptying our pockets
it should come as no surprise
we got geologists and drilling supplies
yeah fuck the Kola Well
we're goin way past hell
fuck Clara Nolan's Ball i tell ya that right now
the b'ys are doin fathoms and they're gonna show ya how
goin deep
fathoms fathoms fathoms
goin deep
fathoms fathoms fathoms
goin deep fathoms
goin deep fathoms
goin deep fathoms
fathoms fathoms
sick of hearing about all that deep stuff
livin on the Titanic
and the b'ys are all manic
organizing a raw panic
in the nickel mines out to Voiseys Bay
b'ys got the lair all tucked away
drilling deep and getting sauced
their gains is the governments loss
pullin kilofathoms isn't a unionized trade
pure anarchy down here for the stupid and the brave
give the b'ys another minute and they will let you in
you gotta give it to them though the hole is quite a sin
been in touch with Al Chislet
he likes what we've done wit it
if you wants to come and see the place
we definitely want you within it
deeper than a man can manage
Jacques Cousteau could never see my vantage
i'm takin hits but i'm not takin damage
like i always got a 2 man advantage
don cherry bitch
goin deep into the situation
fathoms is the only motivation
can't afford a vacation
only multiply the depth equation
trials is the stipulation
tribulating from earth abrasion
executing mass excavation
undermining all the nation
with subterranean fascination
fathoms
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12. |
Calm Tom Rom Com
02:25
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calm tom was an old man who certainly was not calm
brewed the strongest beers on the island and made me drink them all day long
when he called me down this morning his demeanour was fierce and strong
“Drink up my lad, soon we must go on”
there’s plenty of land to cover before we gets up to the pond
inside me heart i knew right then we had a special bond
then i had two more and i was sure that i was fond
we’re goin troutin today it’s just me and calm tom
we don’t take the bike, i walk he follows along
and had to bring the draws because we never seen a bong
when we gets up to the water the flies could sing a song
but it don’t matter when yer drinkin with calm tom
but it don’t matter when yer drinkin with calm tom
standin there we has a flick, on the fish we dropped a bomb
dirty speckled son of a fish! i’ll catch you and your mom
when my boots aren’t sticking to the rocks it’s just a minor qualm
that is right until you falls into the pond
catch myself this time and i am feelin mighty calm
cuz with tommy at my side i can do no wrong
crack open a few more to feel his nectar’s brawn
smiling in the fog, it’s just me and calm tom
it’s been a couple hours now standin in the lawn
reaching for another beer unfortunately there were none
sure enough i looks again and he is gone
but it don’t matter when yer drinkin with calm tom
but it don’t matter when yer drinkin with calm tom
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