Another Wanderlust Melon

by Truth in Advertising

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released June 3, 2017

All tracks by Truth in Advertising.
Truth in Advertising is Seán "Billy" O'Donnell and Fred "Fred" Betzner.
Both sang; both played instruments.
Produced and recorded by Billy.
Mixed by Lou Anschuetz of Larch Audio except track 3, mixed by Billy.
Mastered by Jon Miller at Icehouse Recording in Pittsburgh Pennsylvania.
We apologize for the excessive use of passive voice in the credits.
For R, C, and A.

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Track Name: I Get A Femur
Baby when I get into your thighs
Baby when I get into your thighs
I get a femur, I get a femur.
Baby when I get into your thighs
Baby when I get into your thighs
I get a femur, I get a femur from your thighs.

Baby when I look into your eyes
Baby when I look into your eyes
I see your cones, I see your cones.
Baby when I look into your eyes
Baby when I look into your eyes
I see your cones, I see the cones inside your eyes.
I see the cones inside your eyes.

When I'm deep inside you, seems to mesmerize me.
I almost don't remember to anesthetize you.

Baby when I get into your arms
Baby when I get into your arms
I see your humerus, I see your humerus.
Baby when I get into your arms
Baby when I get into your arms
I see your humerus, I see your humerus in your arms.
I see your humerus in your arms.

When I'm deep inside you, seems to mesmerize me.
I almost don't remember to anesthetize you.

Here we go!
Track Name: DMV
I dug a well, I rode a whale,
I got the flu then I got well.
I met a girl, we had a conversation
I married her, we went on vacation.
We got divorced, and I lost the house,
And then I learned to love myself.
I bought a book and leaned to read.
And then I read it waiting at the DMV.

I dug a whole, I filled it up,
With morning dew from a coffee cup.
I took the mud, here's what I did,
I made some bricks, built a pyramid.
I went to China, adopted a baby,
I raised her up to be a young lady,
She went to school, got two degrees
And all the time I was just waiting at the DMV.

DMV, now serving number 3
DMV, my ticket number's 915.

I dug a pony, fell off my saddle,
Rode up the creek without a paddle.
I tilled a garden, I sowed some seeds,
I sprinkled water, and pulled up weeds.
Took home my harvest in an old wheelbarrow,
Then watched a movie with Mia Farrow.
Left before the credits to marry Soon-yi,
All that time, still in line waiting at the DMV.

DMV, now serving number 3
DMV, my ticket number's 915.
Track Name: I Want Your Friend's Ship
I want your friend's ship,I want that boat.
I'll never sail it on the land because it never would float.
I want your friend's ship so I can sail.
The sooner it's my schooner, the sooner I'll see whales.

From starboard to the harbor, I'll sail it all the time.

I want your friend's ship to sail the salty brine.
I don't need any seamen, but some booty would be fine.
I want your friend's ship, and the open seas.
I don't care about the cost, as long as there's no albatross.

From starboard to the harbor, I'll sail it all the time.

Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
We’re gonna row, row, row ‘til the day is done!

I want your friend's ship,I want that boat.
I'll never sail it on the land because it never would float.
I want your friend's ship so I can sail.
The sooner it's my schooner, the sooner I'll see whales.

From starboard to the harbor, I'll sail it all the time.

I'll never need a clock on deck
'Cause I'll be sailing maritime.
Track Name: Where My Hoes At?
Diggin' in the dirt, diggin' dirt, gettin' dirty,
Need a couple seeds, text my dealer with my QWERTY.
Bustin' out begonias and the buttercups, bitches.
Need to make some holes, need to dig some ditches,
Where my hoes at?

Edelweiss is blooming with her bootylicious butt,
But I don't got the time for that Austrian slut.
Gotta plant some baby's breath for you gypsophiliacs,
So step back son, while I give this dirt a whack.
Where my hoes at?

It don't matter if they're red, pink, yellow or black,
When I'm checkin' out my roses something rises in my slacks.
Hasn't rained in weeks, this soil wouldn't grow a thistle,
But these stamen got some pollen, gotta penetrate these pistils.
Where my hoes at?

Mary, Mary, quite contrary, how does your garden grow?
With silver bells and cockle shells and pretty maids in a row?
Mary, Mary, quite contrary, how does your garden grow?
With silver bells and cockle shells and pretty maids in a row?

My bluebells give me blue balls 'cause they're such a freakin' tease,
And my Anguloa Uniflora get me on my freakin' knees.
Got some cross pollination pollinating across my mind,
I just need to get some tools to help me bump and grind,
Where my hoes at?