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Festivities

by Shit Gibbon

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Cottrell Road was a beacon Through a beer dazed fog Couldn’t get in the boozer New year’s outcast dogs But then access was granted To a castle grand Then I found myself poisoned things got out of hand Did a puke after midnight A puke on the floor Did a puke after midnight But they didn’t kick me out their door Jake and Em were so gracious Shamefully I had wretched Said their cats vomit regularly On that brown carpet Why did Jimmy poison me With his death skunk weed? Still respectfully I must take responsibility Did a puke after midnight A puke on the floor Did a puke after midnight But they didn’t kick me out their door At approximately 1am in the front room of a pleasant house on Cottrell Road an expulsion of vomit exteriorized from Daniel Petley's face, landing on a nice Hessian rug and a bit of wooden floor Although the perpetrator attempted to minimise the damage by keeping a still head and channelling the flow between his trousers, the spectacle could not be contained, sparking an awkwardly supportive wave of pity and a lasting fruity, acidic odour Did a puke after midnight A puke on the floor Did a puke after midnight But they didn’t kick me out their door Comfort from my poor partner Wasn’t deserved I was pleased she could leave me to sleep off This poisonous curse Did a puke after midnight A puke on the floor Did a puke after midnight But they didn’t kick me out their door You were all in your element had fine time there Gave me time to compose myself Feeling so impaired Jake and Em you were so kind Wipe away our tears Please let me attempt not puking At your house this year Did a puke after midnight A puke on the floor Did a puke after midnight But they didn’t kick me out their door Did a puke after midnight A puke on the floor Did a puke after midnight But they didn’t kick me out their door
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I had my fill Of leeks and sprouts My orifice Became a spout Simply having a wonderful shit today Simply having a wonderful shit today A Turkey spit Sweet potato Pigs in blankets My bowels shall blow Simply having a wonderful shit today Simply having a wonderful shit today The chod-bin flush it sings it's song Whistle Ding dong ding dong ding dong ding Simply having a wonderful shit today Simply having a wonderful shit today Christmas pud It tastes so good It fits the slot My chamber pot Simply havin' a wonderful shit today The chod-bin flush it sings it's song Successful trouser bomb Ding dong ding dong ding dong The turd is out My pants are down From out my ass A squirt of brown Simply having a wonderful shit today Simply having a wonderful shit today I had my fill Of leeks and sprouts My orifice Became a spout Simply having a wonderful shit today Simply having a wonderful shit today Simply having a wonderful shit today Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh Trouser bomb

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A prelude to our long awaited masterpiece album, "Zealot-ape"

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released December 23, 2023

Harry Westbrook: Instruments, Soundscapes
Dan Petley: Instruments, Production, Things
Fraisia Bruist-Papazian: Politeness, Narration

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The Tit Mice Bristol, UK

The Tit Mice were an improvisational collective formed in Bristol on new years day 2013. Their intention was just to play music. However, upon attempting to do this they realised the resulting masterpieces were so powerful and moving they could either save the world or plunge civilisation into a new dark age. The latter happened. They continue to make rubbish music as an unstructured collective. ... more

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