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Duration:
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4:28
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Release Date:
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Lyrics By:
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James "JayWolf" Walz/Sabaka Mahusky
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Music By:
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James "JayWolf" Walz (Halfshell)
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Produced By:
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James "JayWolf" Walz (Halfshell)
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Released By:
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Private (Halfshell)
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Published By:
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Razorwulf (Halfshell)
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Keywords:
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CLUB, COMEDY, COMEDY-ROCK, DATE, GARDEN, GORGAN, LEGEND, MARKETPLACE, MEDUSA, MYTHICAL, MYTHOGOLGY, ROCK, STATUE, STONE, STONED, TRANSFORMATION, WEED
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| First song from a project I'm working with a house band. Main vocals are from James "JayWolf" Walz, female vocal by Pamela "Ramswool" Jennings, and me on some of the back vocals. I co-wrote the song with Jaywolf. The house band isn't fully releasing anything yet, but only recorded a couple songs hopefully for a possible album called "Shock Bites". (Halfshell) |
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Hey!
She slithered out the cave on a Friday night
Hair full of snakes, lookin’ for Mr. Right
Put on her best shades so the boys don’t freeze
Hit the club with a pocket full of killer weed
She rolled a fat one on the Parthenon steps
Took one look at the bouncer and he turned to schist
One toke, two toke, pass it to the left
Every dude she winks at ends up statuesque
Medusa’s stoned, yeah, Medusa’s lit
Turnin’ Tinder dates into garden ornaments
She’s blowin’ smoke rings, snakes doin’ the twist
Medusa’s stoned and the world’s her cannabis
Swiped right on Poseidon, thought he’d be chill
He showed up trident-high, said “Girl, you ill”
One puff from her bong and he’s marble-white
Now he’s holdin’ up the fountain outside Dolce Night
Perseus rolled through with a mirror and a grin
She said “Nice shield, bro, wanna hit this again?”
He looked in the glass, saw his own reflection
Next morning,”Yo’, rare statue, mint condition”
She’s got a greenhouse full of ex-boyfriends
All rock-hard and zero dividends
Medusa’s stoned, yeah, Medusa’s baked
Sellin’ lawn décor on the dark-web marketplace
Gorgon Ganja, premium grade
Medusa’s stoned and gettin’ paid
The cops showed up, said “Ma’am, this has to stop”
She offered them brownies, now they’re garden cops
Standing at attention with their little stone hats
She’s like, “Free shipping on orders over five grand, flats”
Medusa’s stoned, livin’ like a queen
Statue empire bigger than you’ve ever seen
From Athens to Vegas fountains to the Louvre’s front yard
Every stoner myth dude is her calling card
She don’t need a man, she’s got a warehouse!
Turnin’ bad dates into cold hard cash, spouse!
If you see those shades and that stony glare
Run, m**********r, or become patio ware!
“Yeah… shipping’s a b***h when everything weighs three tons.”
S’plosion…
snake hiss, cash register, “cha-ching” (Halfshell) |
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