That 1 Guy - Mash video free download

The most high tech one man band around, That 1 Guy, delivers astonishing performances, the reason for the cliché "not to be missed". This is the video for Mash, (produced by silo:6. www.silo6.com.au), a song off his album The Moon Is Disgusting, for sale at his website with his other Albums, Songs in the Key of Biotch and Let's hear That 1 Guy

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LYRICS:

Mash mash mashing

butt ugly, but it's clashing

like a rash

with all the passion at the bottomless pit

Pit boss picking, the lightbulbs we were licking

getting thicker if we bicker like a bon of a sitch

No more mowing, no other way of knowing

if we go the way we're going then we're glowing like this

Dead yet active, butt ugly, but attractive

understanding underpants

but never getting the gist

Last... and once again

and young and old and big and brash

and in control

a butter roll but just a dash

and whisper then

the secret kept a secret stash

they're coming in

so incomplete the income tax.

and now and then

and back and forth and slow and fast

and traded for

we traded in our crazy cash

and further more

and farther forward standing last

the future is...

the future doesn't know it's past

Blood bath bashing beneath

the teeth were gnashing

if we clown around down under

sounding loud like a fist

Sharp edge slashing

the ugly colors splashing

if we dance around the bun

surrounding thunder like this

Baked in batches we batten down

the hatches

matching all the matches

end to end and tip to tip

Lots of chances then breaking

all the branches

catching all the cats we can catch a cat nap

cat nip

Then...

we waited long, we waiting in

our waiting pants

the captain's log

the captain doesn't stand a chance

the captain says

while standing in his captain stance

he did this long

he did his little captain dance

and weighted down a heavy look, a lighter glance

and big and small it happened there

it's happenstance

on top again until we toppled over that

we understood

that under there was underpants

Big, bad, gorgeous,

we need a little more just hold your horses

joining forces 'till we's twice what we was

the sticks we're stacking

it's time to get it cracking

neither luck that we're lacking

back and forth like we tug

Favorite phrasing

the albums they were phasing

like the wicker they were raising way out deep in the sticks

Mash mash mashing

the fixtures that they're fixing

and the licks were eighty-sixing

till the end of the mix