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Illegal Oregano

by Butterfist Funhouse

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Sometimes you fall in patterns That can make you lose your mind And accolades can lose their shine But acknowledgement can doom you to fail Sometimes you find your profession Is seeming to fall out of style And making dough gets old after a while But only if you let it go stale But you gotta keep your head up now cause You won’t let life let you down, no Turn your smile away from a frown cause You’re gonna make it! You’re gonna make it! At times you find your perception Is blurred by the clutter of pride 2 parts of your brain need to take one side But decisions can never be so straight Because at times your confidence can bite you But your body can’t feel the sting Or warn your conscience of the pain it’ll bring But you gotta take your cross up and wait
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Fresh Basil 03:34
Fresh basil wafting out the oven What happens when dough and some mozzarella do some loving A match in heaven sure to be true A smell In my life since ’42 Those times when the only thing that ever mattered was nothing Fresh basil growing in the garden Handing my mother the leaves as we all reaped the harvest Of the love and traditions, both young and old The warmth and the peace kept inside our home Who ever knew smashing tomatoes could be so harmless? Fresh basil, I thought you were the one These things that once brought me joy, now it’s no longer fun The weight of the business is crashing down Try to stay alive in this lonely town Where the only thing anyone asks is for more parmesan Fresh basil, I wish I could push you away These things that once brought me money, now it’s nothing but pain The pools back in Syracuse call again No journal, my thoughts serve as pad and pen My wife left my side, no son to pass the name, it’s the end Fresh basil, no, it’s not my time So until the day that I die, I’ll be sipping white wine Drinking alone til I go insane We’re open until 10, whether sun or rain Take me back before life started, need a fresh start on mine
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Everyone you know is often kind The way they tolerate you blows my mind Your work is the only way you’ve survived It’s been such a long time since ’75 Romeo In a one man show Created a vision of real life Little did you know You’re Romeo In a one man show Time to reimagine real life And those you keep close Your ego has surpassed the size of your heart No matter what you try, you just tear apart One day, they wrong you, next day, they’re gone You just sit content on your front lawn Do you realize what you’ve become? And you wonder why you never had a son
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Subject to exchange, little formalities hidden Waiting on a response just to talk with someone Calculate approach, bag is packed for adventure What you say just to hear the sound of your own voice He don’t need no reason for it And you can’t ignore his greatness He don’t need no reason for it Only one way to explain it Because he’s a bald backpacker man Yes, he’s a bald backpacker man And you’re never going to reach his Fahrenheit You’re the source of inspiration We don’t deserve you Bald backpack man Told us about your tall friend: supermarket cashier with a weight of 28 stone Could lift a tractor on his own Took a trip to Madrid, told us twice that you did Sunburn on your bald head 140 amazing things that you said He don’t need no reason for it And you can’t ignore his greatness He don’t need no reason for it Only one way to explain it Bald backpacker man Yes, he’s a bald backpacker man And you’re never going to reach his Fahrenheit You’re the source of inspiration We don’t deserve you Bald backpack man Because he’s a bald backpacker man Yes, he’s a bald backpacker man And you’re never going to reach his Fahrenheit You’re the source of inspiration We don’t deserve you Bald backpack man
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I got the sauce Hell yes, I do No time to walk around taking your no-good IOU’s I got the sauce No telling how Cause I’m lighting up your skyline with my fat eight-figure smile I tried your ways Soaked up the sun And I found the instant surefire way to get mine so you get none I got it now The money shot You’re no good, nothing, keeps reminding me of everything you’re not So let me explain the fine details Sign yourself on the dotted line At least I’ve got it in writing I’m winning all the time I got the sauce Hell yes, I do And I’m glad my inner circle don’t accept the trash like you Hell yes, I do The magic touch And I would tell you the whole story but I didn’t try that much I got the sauce Hell yes, I do No time to walk around taking your no-good IOU’s I got the sauce No telling how Cause I’m lighting up your skyline with my fat eight-figure smile Let me give you a minute (oooooo, sauce!) Alright, I’m back I gave you time for your little brain to comprehend where I am at The special sauce The recipe Wallet way too thick and all the paper’s basil green One hundred dollar bills Well, that’s my low-cost serviette Now let me spell it out for you So you low lives don’t forget (One, two, three) (Stay with me) I got the sauce Hell yes, I do No time to walk around taking your bullshit IOU’s I got the sauce No telling how Cause I’m lighting up your skyline with my fat eight-figure smile I got the sauce Hell yes, I do No time to walk around taking your no-good IOU’s I got the sauce No telling how Cause I’m lighting up your skyline with my fat eight-figure smile
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I didn’t expect to feel this way But now my honour’s been slayed Everything is wrapped in a haze And every thought I have is a maze I know that every dog has his day But in my heart, I know I smell some foul play No, that dough ain’t right The scent of a liar in the fight No, I see no friends Just a foe who ain’t a man Cause you mixed something in I saw you late last night In your garden after dark Should’ve known you’re up to no good Picked something you could’ve left behind I know what you’ve been up to And you accused me of never staying true No, that dough ain’t right The scent of a liar in the fight No, I see no friends Just a foe who ain’t a man Cause you mixed something in (Cause you mixed something in)
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The Truth 03:19
To think I once believed They had a shred of decency They couldn't stand to watch me win So they gave into jealousy Now I'm more than certain That they mixed something in But now I know the truth But now I see who you really are I didn't have a clue That you could stoop so low I would like to give them The benefit of the doubt But I know that deep inside They were always out for me It's time that I take matters Into my own hands
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Primavera 03:55
Woke up this morning, sun beating bright We both slept soundly all through the night I didn’t know what we had in store When I opened our daughter’s door Primavera was not in her bed There were footprints that muddied the floor Abnormally large, they led to her open window Have you seen this face? Blonde curly hair, about 4’5 Have you seen the smile that’s lit up our lives for so long? Primavera, oh Who would’ve done such a horrible deed? And what would he want with our daughter so sweet? Take all these posters and study them hard And put them on every boulevard Primavera was snatched in the night The signs of a struggle remain Whatever it takes, we need justice for Primavera! Have you seen this face? Blonde curly hair, about 4’5 Have you seen the smile that’s lit up our lives for so long? Primavera, oh Have you seen the smile that’s lit up our lives for so long? Primavera, oh
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Tea (J.B. Dazen Cover) (free) 03:55
Oh Fiore, it’s only just I realized We’re not the same But time is on our side Just lately, don’t you think that we’ve dramatized Our little flame Maybe now’s its time to die Couldn’t we discuss this over tea? There is a time and place for all to disagree Couldn’t we forget this over time? Is there a way to put aside this little crime? I’m sorry, if you can’t forgive my mind For egregiously Romanticizing pies Please try to be strong and bear with me While I try to reroute my mind This starts today I know these thoughts aren’t mine Couldn’t we discuss this over tea? There is a time and place for all to disagree Couldn’t we forget this over time? Is there a way to put aside this little crime?
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There’s gotta be more to life Than this circular plane we find ourselves on You and I There’s no need to rush these things Let’s take our time So many options, but they all just don’t feel right For you and I Don’t believe the lie that these lives go for half price Cause you’ll never know when you’re down to your last slice There’s gotta be more to life Than this circular plane we find ourselves on You and I There’s no need to rush these things Let’s take our time So many options, but they all just don’t feel right For you and I You and me Have found ourselves on this little island called Sicily And all this fighting has earned us nothing There will never be A solution, so let’s just stop this silly rivalry Between you and me We both know a slice goes well with a glass of Merlot So take it slow Take it slow

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The album with enough pizza references to make anyone wanna put a pie in the oven. Hope you all enjoy!

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released October 14, 2022

Tracks 1, 3, 5, 8, 11, 12, and 15 written by Joe Proulx.
Tracks 2 and 9 written by Nate Jacobucci and Joe Proulx.
Tracks 4 and 16 written by Nate Jacobucci, Will Pops, and Joe Proulx.
Tracks 6 and 7 written by Will Pops.
Tracks 10 and 13 written by Nate Jacobucci.
Track 14 is a cover of the song “Tea” by J.B. Dazen.

Nate Jacobucci - vocals (track 2, 4, 10, 13), piano (track 2 - 4, 9, 10, 13, 14, 16), keyboards (track 2 - 4, 9, 10, 16), organ (track 2, 4, 10, 13, 14, 16), acoustic guitar (track 13)
Will Pops - vocals (track 2, 6, 7), piano (track 7), acoustic guitar (track 6 and 14), electric guitar (track 6, 7, 14 - 16)
Grant Prosser - bass guitar (track 4)
Joe Proulx - vocals (track 1 - 5, 7 - 12, 14 - 16), piano (track 16), acoustic guitar (track 2 - 4, 6, 9, 10, 14, 16), electric guitar (track 2 - 4, 6, 9 - 11, 13, 16), bass guitar (track 2, 3, 6, 7, 9 - 11, 13, 14, 16), drums (track 2 - 4, 6, 7, 9 - 11, 13, 16), drum programming (track 7), additional production (track 1, 5, 8, 12, 15), string arrangements (track 3 and 13)
Nick Schellenberg - electric guitar (track 2)

Track 8 features excerpts from “The Colorado Trail” by Dave Grusin.
Track 12 features a vocal sample from a Volkswagen television commercial, originally aired in North America in 1991.
Recorded at Gisht House in Winnipeg, MB, Canada, and Timberline Recording Studios in Steinbach, MB, Canada.
Produced, engineered, mixed and mastered by Joe Proulx at Gisht House in Winnipeg, MB, Canada.

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CURRENT MEMBERS:

NATE JACOBUCCI
WILL POPS
JOE PROULX
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HONORARY MEMBERS:

GRANT PROSSER
JEREMY RUSU
NICK SCHELLENBERG
CLARK SYDOR
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