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BENNINGTON CROCKERY:

I love this city.
And it's mine to keep.
And though it may be gritty,
at least I got it cheap.

Welcome to the dawning of the
Gasoline machine.
Fall in line with the gears that grind,
Choose vaseline or guillotine.

Rebuild this whole factory
For rockets and fuel.
Those who try to rebel
Will learn the meaning of hell.

Just try to overturn us
You’ll be burning when we churn you in the furnace,
Aflame, ashamed.

At this point in the game you know my name.

I kinda think I’m gonna be the one to run a gunnery
And anyone who wanna make a run will get a ton of the
Atomic animatronic domination of autonomy.
You don’t wanna make an enemy? Then get it in your memory:
Auxiliary artillery will kill the one in front of me.

Maybe I can say I got away without it mattering.
A smattering of battery, a sadder bit of flattery.
It’s a matter better fettered at a madder hatter tattering,
A fatter cat anatomy, a tad of pitter-pattering,
the datum of a chattering about a better baddie: me!

Hickory dickory dock, call me Crockery,
Cock of the walk if we’re talking bout clockworking.
Lock, stock and doctorate cocky as Socrates
Pocket of chocolate blocked out of monopolies.

Hickory dickory dock, call me Crockery,
Cock of the walk if we’re talking bout clockworking.
A moniker of pottery I chock up to mockery
Robotic and chaotic, I’m the rock of the lottery.

DRILLGAGE:

We rode Clearie’s gem encrusted zeppelin
Back to the Cogswallop crime scene
Where Crockery and Hedley Valentine
Had command of Smotestack City.

Oh no!

Bennington Crockery, we’re coming for you.
We’re sneaking through the halls.
We’re the whispers in the walls.

We waited for nightfall to pull off the caper
And repelled down into the factory.
The inventor had poisoned the vapor
To the unsavory, unsatisfactory.

Oh no!

Bennington Crockery, we’re coming for you.
We’re sneaking through the halls.
We’re the whispers in the walls.

Taffeta’s voice command
got us to the main reactor.
Alarms sounded we had nowhere to hide,
Not counting the trash compactor.

The tank bots closed a circle around us,
But Clearie’s guard had us protected.
They set off their blown glass bombs,
Buying us time to do as Crystal directed.

It took four of my tools
To break into the power core hatch.
Taffeta inserted the mind control orb
Then I welded back the latch.

It would take several hours for the sabotage,
but before the escape we came face-to-face
with Wormgear.

WORMGEAR:

Good to see you again, Miss Spinwheel.

DRILLGAGE:

Bennington Crockery, we’re coming for you
We’re sneaking through the halls.
We’re the whispers in the walls.

credits

from Boss​-​Out, released January 26, 2017
Written and performed by Benjamin Simon

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Flyaway Frost and the Magic Turtles Omaha, Nebraska

Wonky glampop story songs. Always colorful, often strange, playfully corny. Think Animal Collective crossed with They Might Be Giants.

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