Days of Future Fuzz, Cast Album Vol. 2

by Podmusical

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REALITY BITES ELSA Oh poor Brushee, think you’re starting to crack, why you Looking at me like that? Craving a snack? Haha! Don’t you hate it when your food talks back? Did I Give you indigestion? How’s your tummy feeling? How’s the prophecy? Did I die for anything? Oh— Oh—How many of us did you eat? Oh—How did I feel between your teeth? BRUSHEE You are not real - this isn’t happening. I must be dreaming or imagining. Unravelling? ELSA Call it whatever - I’ll be Inside of you forever more! Haha! Oh—I won’t let you forget what you did. Oh—While others died, why should you live? You make me sick! BRUSHEE Surely I wasn’t so bad all of the time! ELSA Yes! You really were! Don’t try to be so modest! BRUSHEE I did good! Least I tried… ELSA Brushee I’m in your mind! I can tell when you lie - and if we’re being honest: I was your family’s dog, am I wrong? (I mean I…) Did you free me when your father was gone? (No, but I…) When will you see it? Accept what you’ve done! BRUSHEE You are not real - this isn’t happening. ELSA Just like every monster Blame those who you’re hurting BRUSHEE I must be dreaming or imagining. Unravelling? ELSA Only once you’re collared Do you beg for mercy I don’t mind, there’s no hurry I’ll be with you til you break! BOTH Oh— BRUSHEE Let me die, how can I live BOTH Oh— BRUSHEE With what I am, with what I did? My wants were everything, that was my privilege, was my claim. No life but mine was worth my time, just the tools to chase my fate… Just the meat upon my plate… I was always the monster I became.
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Flødeboller 02:43
FLØDEBOLLER VALBORG Flødeboller, oo! A biscuit primed for crunch Flødeboller, oo! Topped with marshmallow fluff Flødeboller, oo! Coated in chocolate Simply the best that ever was! I know it’s true, my zeal has you surprised But what’s to do? Flødeboller’s on my mind! Got this tattoo - so it’s on my arm too Flødeboller, I’m in love with you! A Danish treat, even Hamlet would have to agree: “A perfect sweet! I’ll eat more and not be so broody!” And there’s the thing! Add Flødeboller, no tragedy! With Flødeboller the answer i s “to be!” But, oh, it’s true - all things come to a close Flødeboller, too - And how i miss it so! Oh what I’d do! For just a taste or two - Flødeboller, I’m in love with you!! Flødeboller! And oh, I think this soft world turned me hard Oh oh, took my light, left me in the dark Ah oo, But I still burn with that glowing spark, that warms my heart, Defines my arc. I’ll do my part - I can make this world right! With oh oh, oh oh… Flødeboller. oo! I am your only hope I swear to you - again this world will know Your fluffy goo, and your sweet chocolate coat Flødeboller I will bring you home! The world that was was imperfect, but for all it’s flaws It was the world that gifted Flødeboller to all And that’s the world I will lay down my life for because It is the world that I love! I say Flødeboller, Flødeboller, Flødeboller, oo Flødeboller, Flødeboller, Flødeboller, oo ooooooo, oh yeah! oo Flødeboller, oo Flødeboller, oo Flødeboller, ooo oo Flødeboller, oo Flødeboller, oo Flødeboller, ooo ooooooo, oo-oooooo Flødeboller, Flødeboller, Flødeboller, oo
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SELECTIONS FROM “MOLE HOLES AND WHOLE MOLES” FUZZO I’ve learned to hide in the ground Before the see I’m around Before they see I have an extra thumb I get lost before I’m found out Dig on, dig on tip you’re there Digging to come out, not to hide Dig down, dig into yourself Digging tip you find what’s inside I’m gonna dig cuz that’s all I can do I got these paws made to make dirt move Cuz I’m dig dig digging up a hole Burrowing a home now, oh oh oh oh I’m gonna dig to be all I can be Sure it’s a hole to you, well it’s a mountain to me! So i’m dig dig digging in the ground Burrow tip I’m home now oh oh oh oh… /// Moleskin… All alone in my burrow I can still see her fur, though Really I can’t see much… I remember a time, When all moles dug as one Now the digging is done Let the mole-mries live again /// I’m just one mole! A simple move with simple needs With my never ending burrowing Eating earth worms all the day And only coming up to mate Just one mole Oh just one mole to dig today! Oh just one mole to LIVE tomorrow! A pest to most, they seek to slay - WHY??? Because I messed up their dumb garden? Just one mole all on my own I dig to fill the hole inside me SINGERS Just one mole! FUZZO Every day it is a war! SINGERS Speaking mole-a-phorically FUZZO A mole I am but maybe more?? Mole mole mole mole! Mole mole mole mole! I know I am a mole!
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HARD OUT HERE FOR A BOOB MAMA If there’s one thing that I’ve learned in all my years It’s that a self-sufficient boob fills men with fear You’re cool if nude, suspicious if ambitious Everyone wants a look, but they don’t wanna listen Cuz your shit’s tight when you’re on display But you’re shrill if you’ve got shit to say And then they freak out cuz you’re a talking boob Man I ain’t got time for that Yeah the world is full of stubby, grubby snakes That gotta have their say to compensate Be more aware than Cleo’s pair, stay clear! Cuz when they’re scared they spray their poison everywhere It’s hard enough when your body’s whole They want a squeeze and seize up your control Tell you “please don’t be so emotional. Trust we know what’s best for you.” Hell No! This boob has got a soul! All anyone wants is a show - Well let me show you what a boob can do! Please! I’m objectified but obscene?? Indecent but pristine?? The property of society’s taboos. So I’m hot and bothered or I’m - I’m cold and calculating I’m not allowed a say in Relevant legislation Strip me of my aspiration Censor what is left and call it lewd Vulgar? Immoral? Hm… When I was woman, honey I made due But things have changed now that I am but boob. Those that oppose my rule will suffer great… ly This breast is busting out, stay out my way! Yeah! Make way! This boob will have her day! And I don’t need you so say! Just what I can or cannot do! I’m smart! Human and high art! I’m sexy and in charge! I’m powerful and taking what’s my due! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh oh, oh! It’s true! I’ll tell you what I’m gonna do! Sick of suffering fools So I’m ‘a roll them down bury ‘em real deep In the ground! Til it’s Fuzzy all around Not gon’ apologize or excuse My self, I’m proud: Cuz it’s hard out here for a boob.
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Fuzzy News 02:05
FUZZY NEWS FUZZO The Fuzz’d are getting bored and pretty discontent Inflation of the Furro leads to growing unrest And there’s the lint roller shortages across the midwest - oh no! But when your people get mad, don’t get sad - a leader knows what to do Shove their heads full of circus and bread - they can’t complain while they chew And they chew and they chew! You gotta tell ‘em what they wanna hear! You gotta sell ‘em what they needta fear! You got to spell it out nice and unclear! That’s Fuzzy News! When the masses grow impassioned - what can help them forget? ADVISO Entertainment with the claim of journalistic intent! FUZZO Who gives a hello if it’s yellow, so long as it’s read? Ah-ha! When the people are low, give a show, get a media win! ADVISO Get some straw men to kick, FUZZO Wag the dog, ADVISO They’ll tune in, BOTH Again and again and again and again and again and again and again! If truth is what the people crave! Give ‘em breaking news until they break! Til’ they forget what happened yesterday! That’s Fuzzy News! FUZZO And when the trap comes down, everyone’ll be watching And again they’ll cheer me as their king! ADVISO There’s no better amusement than a public execution, They tell me the ratings will soar! FUZZO And when the ratings drop off, we’ll just do it again, When the people want more you give em more more more! BOTH You gotta tell ‘em what they wanna hear! You gotta sell ‘em what they needta fear! You got to spell it out nice and unclear! That’s Fuzzy News! Feed ‘em what they needta know! Give them a monster that they can oppose! So they forget the monster running the show That’s Fuzzy News!
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MERCY OF THE FUZZ FELTINA Let me offer you a deal: Surrender now, we’ll be genteel. You’ll receive a final meal Before we skin you head to heel And use your bones for glockenspiels But that’s not all! We’ll kill you too. Yes it seems too good to be true More so than the unguarded route Beyond that hole you could walk through I guess you better give in to: The Mercy of the Fuzz Of the Fuzz Just Because That’s The Mercy of the Fuzz We’ll use your skulls for candy bowls. Also the candy is your toes. Best just forget that giant hole Better the devil that you know Than the unguarded open road (undefended) Surrender now and we’ll be just This is a promise you can trust We’ll round your friends and family up Stab everyone you ever loved But we’ll be smiling as we thrust (Stab! Stab! Stab!) That’s some sweet mercy right there! There is no mercy that compares! To: The Mercy of the Fuzz! Of the Fuzz! Trust your guts! While they’re still inside of you And give yourself unto The Mercy of the Fuzz! And if you try to make an escape - No! That would be a big mistake! (Yeah…) Thought the abandoned galleria’s down the road just a mile No better escape could be devised, even if we tried Don’t you think about it… Please don’t think about it Oh just give in to: The Mercy of the Fuzz! Of the Fuzz! Of the Fuzz! (Don’t think about it!) Of the Fuzz! (Don’t think about it!) (That excellent escape right over there!) Oh the Mercy of the Fuzz!
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BATTLE ONE: ASSAULT ON HOT TOPIC MOMBOT Quickly through the aisles they run, and on they plunge through leather, chains and lace Past a thousand Skellingtons, they hide behind the Care Bear lingerie Fuzz Troops pursue in gothic gloom Eerie silence fills this tchotchke tomb Ah! Our heroes spotted now, they flee beneath the Dr Who displays Wading through ironic tees and over turning shelves of anime The smother cannons flash and flare! Smells of burnt novelties fill the air! Nowhere left to run! Our heroes are done! Valborg leaps, and grabs a studded belt! She slaps and batters the puppets in her way! She clears a path, and runs, not looking back - The Dankents take a hint and they escape!
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Mama's Turn 02:44
MAMA’S TURN MAMA SUNSHINE Here’s the one we had mistaken The great mistake we all keep making Chosen one - favorite son. Original sin, curse of the Fuzz! My son is taken by your antics. He’s always… been a little sycophantic. But with you gone, Fuzz will cover all. We’ll wipe away the shame and pain you’ve caused. And I… I cannot wait to see you die See the life fade from your eyes Those eyes of his - you are not mine! What is this sensation? What’s my hesitation? Forget this flow of feelings - I don’t need a reason! He’s his father’s creature - his smugness in his features. His sins are all I see. Same man, same selfish dreams. Do you know what your father took from me? My faith, my freedom, both my children and my dignity. Do you feel him in there? See him in the mirror? Does he torture you like me?? And I… I cannot wait to see him die See his life fade from your eyes So why oh why oh why can’t I?? This feeling isn’t honest - remember all they promised. Then I was left, forgotten. Saw the Tooth was rotten. All the time I waited - I anticipated, this So why m’I hesitating? Why can’t I eviscerate him??? Mama Boob is looking deep inside. There is a glimmer in the dark - a light. A pearly glisten asking me to listen: Is this my boy, is this my child?? …NAH. The moment’s gone - sense is returning. The Fuzz is all, I am his servant. Make his kingdom come - His will will be done. (That’s the focus, but your croaking while you choke out’s quite the bonus.) And I… I cannot wait to see you die And bring the world of Fuzz to life I faltered, now I see the light! The tooth in me destroyed! This boob is self employed! Your god and, your father, die with you - their false prophet! The chosen one, is MY son - you are not fit for my blood! Ai-i! Ai-i-yi-i-yi-i-yi. Ai-i-yi-i-yi-i-yi. Ai-i-yi-i-yi-i- Finally it’s Mama’s turn Let Fuzz be served: Prepare to die!
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BATTLE TWO: SIEGE OF THE FOOD COURT MOMBOT Chaos reigns within the Food Court, for this food fight is a war From Arby’s to S’barros ketchup runs like blood across the floor Our heroes scamper, blocked at every turn Suddenly there’s no escaping left They’re pinned down outside the Panda Express Fuzz Troopers raise their raise their Smother Rays The Dankents hold hands and await their fate Then Valborg stands and hurls with all her might A dozen mayo packets all at once! They make shift bomb explodes, it buys them time They run, take cover in the Stubby Subs…
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Nuliahyuk 02:16
NULIAHYUK I still see it in my eyes The day the light came from the sky And pelted felt and fluff on Disko Bay My love and I on our canoe The blanket waves broke it in two I grabbed for him, but missed - he slipped away With rage and adrenaline I fought the elements, lost. Half alive, half remembering, I dreamed of ending it - Soft, sweet waves - their warm embrace The sun lit the sense in me - and I awoke to see Surrounded by the waves Clung to a rock, so soft, so changed Alone, a-fuzz’d upon a blanket sea Nuliahyuk - I cursed her name And all the gods who could not save My land, but most the man belong’d to me Then came a voice to me, ‘Hush, save your energy, child.’ There, standing over me, long flowing hair, was she Fingers gone, she too had lost To this fuzz taking everything - but then she said to me: ‘Today our homes and loves were stolen by the Fuzz. You curse the gods for all you’ve lost. Well, I curse too - but now what are you gonna do? Sit beneath the ocean until Greenland is forgot? Or will our land tell tales of how you fought?” “Come,” she said to me, “I know what it’s like to be left. But you are our testament, all that is left of us - You survived, now you must fight, Find who’s to blame for this, stab them in the neck with your spear.” Then she prepared for me, with bits of hair and hide of a Caribou, a new canoe. I sailed away and I know I’m here today to survive! I won’t die in New Jersey! I won’t die in New Jersey! (Hell no!) I am the fate and the fury, to all the fuzz’d and the furry (Let’s go!) I left my land so I’d return but not before I’ve split some fur. I won’t die here, I’ve got my spear - no - we won’t die in New Jersey! (Let’s go!)
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BATTLE THREE: THIS IS SPARTA, NJ MOMBOT ooo… And Dankent turns, a thermos in his hands It’s ten to one, he doesn’t stand a chance Yet here he fights! Here he makes his stand in the Garden State, this cursed and bloody land He swings they fall, his back against the wall When one goes down, two others join the brawl! He hurls mugs, the dead stack up like rugs But here she comes, the fearsome one, Feltina grunts - she isn’t here for hugs… She stabs at his guts And he hits the wall They jump as he falls! He’s smothered in fur and covered in burns, his thermos is taken away His vision a blur of blood and fur, his mind in a daze from the pain He falls to the ground, they’re holding him down - she kneels, close to his face She sees him wince, she gives a grin - he knows this is his fate He knows this is his fate He knows this is his fate…
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NOWHERE BUT TOGETHER BERDIE Only so many road - Ever so much unknown If there is a grace, I’ll be in the place With you Wherever I went with you The map that our bodies drew The atlas page I’ll trace tip it fades With you Ooooo-oo-oo Ooooo-oo-oo Ooooo-ooooo-oo Ooooo-ooooo-oo Ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-oo-oo Ooo-ooo-ooo-oooooooo Ages come and ages go When together, then we’ll know I’ve missed your hands, I’ve missed my chance With you Bodies come and bodies go A home to hold our hearts and bones And where I am, it’s only home With you.
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HARD OUT HERE FOR A BOOB MAMA If there’s one thing that I’ve learned in all my years It’s that a self-sufficient boob fills men with fear You’re cool if nude, suspicious if ambitious Everyone wants a look, but they don’t wanna listen Cuz your ****'s tight when you’re on display But you’re shrill if you’ve got **** to say And then they freak out cuz you’re a talking boob Man I ain’t got time for that Yeah the world is full of stubby, grubby snakes That gotta have their say to compensate Be more aware than Cleo’s pair, stay clear! Cuz when they’re scared they spray their poison everywhere It’s hard enough when your body’s whole They want a squeeze and seize up your control Tell you “please don’t be so emotional. Trust we know what’s best for you.” Hell No! This boob has got a soul! All anyone wants is a show - Well let me show you what a boob can do! Please! I’m objectified but obscene?? Indecent but pristine?? The property of society’s taboos. So I’m hot and bothered or I’m - I’m cold and calculating I’m not allowed a say in Relevant legislation Strip me of my aspiration Censor what is left and call it lewd Vulgar? Immoral? Hm… When I was woman, honey I made due But things have changed now that I am but boob. Those that oppose my rule will suffer great… ly This breast is busting out, stay out my way! Yeah! Make way! This boob will have her day! And I don’t need you so say! Just what I can or cannot do! I’m smart! Human and high art! I’m sexy and in charge! I’m powerful and taking what’s my due! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh oh, oh! It’s true! I’ll tell you what I’m gonna do! Sick of suffering fools So I’m ‘a roll them down bury ‘em real deep In the ground! Til it’s Fuzzy all around Not gon’ apologize or excuse My self, I’m proud: Cuz it’s hard out here for a boob.

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Volume 2 of 5!

These tracks were written and recorded June - December 2017 for Season 2 of the podcast The Fall of the House of Sunshine, Days of Future Fuzz.

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released May 24, 2018

music and lyrics by Matt roi Berger
concept by Jonathan Goldberg

mixed and recorded by Will Melones

additional vocal arrangement by Megan Bagala

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