"Leftovers" (2017)

Leftovers

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Play along with the fox and the Most Perfectest Pop Song like evar, some crazy Bitch snake tryin' to Constrict a brotha, Playing Hard To Get some secks, Roll Up A Tract for Baby Jesus, be sure j00 know that I Be the fox and j00 ain't Be the fox, don't miss The Point, never Attenuate your Potential, holy shit the Furries are coming and they Ruin

Play along with the fox and the Most Perfectest Pop Song like evar, some crazy Bitch snake tryin' to Constrict a brotha, Playing Hard To Get some secks, Roll Up A Tract for Baby Jesus, be sure j00 know that I Be the fox and j00 ain't Be the fox, don't miss The Point, never Attenuate your Potential, holy shit the Furries are coming and they Ruin freakin' Everything, witness the new break up to make up secks in the Comedy of Lust, Fall to Pieces in the end, and then revive and restore your inner foxiness with some Perfect Pop Dreams!

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Perfect Pop Song 4:12

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Bitch Constrictor 4:21

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Playing Hard To Get 4:20

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Roll Up A Tract 4:16

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I Be the u Be the 4:27

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The Point 5:27

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Attenuation of Potential 6:04

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Furries Ruin Everything 4:58

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Comedy of Lust 5:23

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Pieces Falling 8:03

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Perfect Pop Dreams 3:23

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All songs Produced, Arranged, Composed and Performed by Todd Guilmette.

Except "Furries Ruin Everything" original version written by Thomas Gray.

Guitar on "Perfect Pop Song" by Chad Wilkinson of Crimson Fool.

Created in FL Studio.
Mixed in Pro Tools with Slate Digital and Waves plugins by Todd Guilmette.
Mastered by Tim Boyce at The Sound Design, NYC.

Cover art by April Seymour (draggincat.deviantart.com).

Perfect Pop Song

It’s a song that reminds you of better times
With the bangin’ beat and the catchy rhymes
It’s like some older song that you used to groove
Different enough so I won’t get sued

Sounds so good on the radio
But no one ever plays it on a stereo
When you’re with your friends or you’re all alone
You’re gonna just play it on the speakerphone

It’s the perfect pop song

The perfect pop song’s got more aahs and oohs
And just a little bit of autotune
Well maybe a little more autotune
And a little more oo oo ooo oooo ooo…

There’s a lot of repetitive melodies
To keep this song in your head for a century
Every line rhymes so you can sing it with me
Cause the perfect pop song’s in the key of C

It’s the perfect pop song

But when the bridge comes there’s a change of key
To give the song a little more energy
Put your hands up till your arms get tired
Because the roof the roof the roof is on fire

It’s the perfect pop song

Everyone’s on a mission
Someone’s hopin’ someone’s wishin’
Find yourself a new position
Ain’t no more superstition

Don’t worry about a thing
It’s clean enough so yo mama can sing
A little glitz and a little bling
Because everyone is waiting for the next big thing

I wish I could spend more time with you
There’s so many things I want to do with you
But unfortunately we’re at the end of this lesson
Because the perfect pop song is 4 minutes 10 seconds.

Bitch Constrictor

I’m gettin’ swallowed by a bitch constrictor
A bitch constrictor

When I met her I didn’t know she got hooks
Accompanied by her spicy looks
Feminine wiles for both my heads
Destruction and terror in her stead

She twirl me around like a tortellini
Got me thinkin’ with my coney island weenie
My brain feels like a tetrazzini
It’s no fair you big meanie

Before I know it – she’s up to my foot
Before I know it – she’s up to my leg
Before I know it – she’s up to my knee
Before I know it – she up to my

I’m gettin’ swallowed by a bitch constrictor
A bitch constrictor

Before I know it – she’s up to my waist
Before I know it – she’s up to my belly
Before I know it – she’s up to my ribs
Before I know it – she up to my chest

I gotta get loose before it’s too late
Sealed and delivered is my fate
Can’t get rid of her like something that I ate
Please god let me emancipate

The light is fading from my face
Perfume burns my eyes like mace
Titties was the cause of my fall from grace
I get trapped up in that special place

Before I know it – she’s up to my neck
Before I know it – she’s up to my face
Before I know it – I’m over my head
Before I know it – she up to my

I’m gettin’ swallowed by a bitch constrictor
A bitch constrictor

Playing Hard To Get (I Don't Give an F)

Fuck I don’t give - I don’t give a fuck
Fuck I don’t give - I don’t give a fuck fuck

I don't wanna hide myself to get these other guys to have some kinda feelings bout me
I don’t wanna change my body and the way that I get naughty just to have a party
I’m not gonna kiss your ass even if you fuckin' ask just to get some nookie
Pinky twinkie with a horse hung dinkie looky-looky whaddaya want, a cookie?

I’m not feeling any better with a diaper and some leather when we get together
I don’t feel any connection even though we have erection while we use protection
If you can’t get to my mind you’re not giving me the sign I don’t have the time
This shit is not what it seems I’ma bail from the scene I don’t need the peen

Trying to act a little coy delicate boy toy what a fuckin' ploy
Get a little bit excited don't fight it if you got a smoke better light it
Trying to get up in the crack but I hit em in the sac ain’t no talkin' back
Now you go into a rage when I go to disengage fuckin' act your age!

It might be all about the chase and a little bit of grace but I want a taste
Haven't had it in so long even if we get along I just want the dong
Got me up against the wall till we get the last call damn I want it all
You could hump me like a rabbit you faggot lemme have it dagnabbit

Don't look em in the eyes - We're playin' hard to get
Give em the cold shoulder - We're playin' hard to get
Look all nonchalant - We're playin' hard to get
Lead em around like a dog - We're playin' hard to get
Just string them along - We're playin' hard to get
I ain’t buyin you a drink - We're playin' hard to get
Who the hell is this now? - We're playin' hard to get
Slap em around like a pimp - We're playin' hard to get

Now my body's all tight and it feels alright we can go all night
I'm not even that drunk it'll be a slam dunk if you got the spunk
I make it deep no lie I wanna hear you cry before we say goodbye
I wanna see you shuffle while we do the body snuffle luffle luffle

Bobbin up and up and down makin' little mouse sounds like an ass clown
On your hands and your knees let me have the dick please baby baby please
Now he’s humping on my leg but before I lick the eggs better clean the smeg!
Don't you dare let it drop if you take it to the top you better not stop

Roll Up A Tract

Someone gave me a bible tract so I Got me some collie green and I
Rolled up some bible tract and I Smoked me some Baby Jesus
Someone gave me a bible tract so I Got me some chronic weed and I
Rolled up a fat bible tract and I Took a hit off Baby Jesus

I was riding my motorcycle and
I was minding my own beeizness and
They came up to me on my bike and they said
I was living dangerously and
They gave me a piece of paper and
It had some righteous scripture and
I put it in my pocket and
I smiled and slowly backed awaaaay

I was eating a falafel sammich in
A trendy Jewish deli and
They came up to me and my sammich and said
I was eating dangerously and
They gave me a piece of paper and
It was in Hebrew I couldn’t read it but
I put it in my pocket and
I smiled and slowly backed awaaaay

I was drinking some ESB in
My favorite British pub and
Someone interrupted me and my beer and said
I was drinking dangerously and
They gave me a piece of paper and
I was buzzed so I couldn’t read it but
I put it in my pocket and
I smiled and slowly drank awaaaay!

I was spanking my little monkey and
For sure minding my own beeizness and
A disembodied voice said
I was spanking dangerously and
A piece of paper flew into my lap and
It had some righteous lube with it and
I said good lookin’ out, Jesus!
I smiled and slowly beat awaaaay!

I Be the U Be the

I be the smartest guy I ever met
U be the last at the pool to get wet
I be the one with the matching socks
U be just dumb as a box of rocks
I be steady, stable and firm
U be a slimy groveling worm
I be the pinnacle of humankind
U be the one that’s always running out of time

I be the sharpest knife in the shed
U be the one that goes wherever you are led
I be the one with unlimited refills
U be the one with zero social skills
I be the one with the perfect balls
U be in the corner playing with your dolls
I be the one with the bitchenest song
U be the one who took too fuckin' long

I be the hit on the center of the nail
U be the reason why you always fail
I be the answer to your wet dreams
U be the last picked on your team
I be the final answer to your question
U be the world’s final infection
I be the end of what you began
U be lost without a fucking plan

I be the hot water in your shower
U be the skid marks in my trousers
I be the one where everything goes
U be the dirt up under my toes
I be the one always on the attack
U be just standing there itching your sack
I be the one that made you cream your jeans
U be the one saying duuh what did he mean?

I be just what everyone is liking
U be the crap I deleted when I was typing
I be the light at the end of the tunnel
U be negative, mad and disgruntled
I be ensconced in the annals of history
U be a footnote in the ages of misery
I be the most talented guy you ever met
U be a pain in my fuckin' neck

The Point

What’s the use of keeping up when there’s always another to pass?
What’s the use in fitting in when it only binds you in chains?
What’s the use in accomplishment collecting dust on a shelf?
What’s the use in moving up when it’s lonely at the top?

What’s the use in a wide smile that hides your despair?
What’s the use in cultivating a contrived facade?
What’s the use in another day when change never comes?
What’s the use in the struggle when it never really ends?

I’m starting to miss the point.

What’s the use of having kids when they make the same mistakes?
What’s the use in growing up so you can work until you die?
What’s the use of joining the club when they make you pay your dues?
What’s the use of wearing a badge when it brands you like a cow?

What’s the use in getting more when it makes you feel like less?
What’s the use in vengeful hate when everyone is going to lose?
What’s the use in arguing because no one really is listening?
What’s the use in being self-aware, the knowledge that it has to end?

I’m starting to miss the point.

What’s the use in growing old when it seldom brings wisdom?
What’s the use of sharing yourself when it only brings more pain?
What’s the use in going against our most primal animal nature?
What’s the point in coming back when you do it all over again?

Attenuation of Potential

Who am I? What are these hands? What are they doing?
Who am I? What is this space? Why am I floating in it?
Who am I? What are these eyes? What are they seeing?
Who am I? What is this moment? Why am I hanging in it?
Who am I? What are these feet? What are they stepping on?
Who am I? What are these pieces? Why are they broken up?
Who am I? What are these ears? What are they ringing for?
Who am I? What are these feelings? Why are they so faint?

Don’t you dare step out of your boundaries
Don’t you dare color outside the lines
Don’t you dare challenge your betters
You can never be wise enough

Don’t you dare put the shoe on the wrong foot
Don’t you dare wear all the wrong colors
Don’t you dare sing the song in that key
You can never fit in enough

Don’t you dare put all your eggs in one basket
Don’t you dare bet it all on black
Don’t you dare take a chance on a fool
You can never be safe enough

Don’t you dare tire before you’re finished
Don’t you dare suffocate before it’s all done
Don’t you dare stop right in the middle
You can never dream enough

What are these sands that I’ve washed up on?
What is this sensation (tickling) when you’re near?
What is this silence?
What was it that you were just saying?

"Leftovers" (2017)

Leftovers

greatFox

Perfect Pop Song

Bitch Constrictor

Playing Hard To Get (I Don't Give an F)

Roll Up A Tract

I Be the U Be the

The Point

Attenuation of Potential

Furries Ruin Everything

The Comedy of Lust (Break Up To Make Up Sex)

Pieces Falling

Perfect Pop Dreams