Canis Velpix EP

by chippysthedoggy

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Created using pxtone.

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released December 1, 2018

"Composed", arranged, produced by chippysthedoggy.
Mastered by Dax Liniere at Puzzle Factory, UK.

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chippysthedoggy Melbourne, Australia

Chiptune-inspired, sample-heavy, intense electronic adventure.
My diet is comprised of ROMs from gameboy, SNES, the classical repertoire, and dark, dark, hip-hop instrumentals. Music made by virtual dogs, for virtual dogs!

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Track Name: What the F**k
Life is just some Donkey Kong, everybody gotta jump them barrels
So grow a mo bro, get a mullet and change your name to Daryl
That is just some loose riff on some shit my Daddy said -
he and me don't talk much, so best put it out your head.

Everybody chasing bread cause we must get ahead
Save a package every month so I can pay off the feds - yo,
Are they real dreads? Methinks a stooge undercover
'nother man in the world cause his Mum's popped a rubber (rubber)

Shit was made of flubber just like Jim Carrey's face,
Kinda sorta explains a brother striving hard in the race,
Trying hard to erase, frying lard as a base
To proceed to fricassee the canard with some mace.

Yo, I think that goose is cooked
Hey Cookie man, drop that shit

[Terence McKenna]
"Pay attention, pay attention to what they're doing...
Well, what are they doing?"

Yo, I think that goose is cooked
Track Name: Lettermouth
I feel like I've been blown apart, there are pieces here
I don't know where they go, I don't know where they go
Kiss me on my salty lips, I bet you feel a little crazy
But for me, we'll be famous on TV

Would it be my fault if I could turn you on?
Would I be so bad if I could turn you on?
When I kiss your mouth, I want to taste it
And turn you upside down, don't want to waste it

I tried to talk to you
Can't get past the weather
The friend I thought I knew
found somethin', somewhere better
So I'm hanging on your line
Thought we could speak together
Tell me what it is with you, you seem gone forever

I'm spendin' all my time driving round fakin' clever
With a girl who seems all right and another one who's better [Navi: "HEY!"]
I don't know if I lied when I said we're not together
But I try to talk to you, somehow you seem gone

[SIMULTANEOUSLY:] I know what could have been. Try not to think about it
Found it hard to live with this, and longed to live without it /
I jump up on you, you jump on me, you push me out
And even though you know I love you [Navi: "LISTEN!"]
I'd be inclined to slap you in the mouth

When I kiss your salty lips
You will feel a little crazy but for me, I'll be famous on TV...

Or maybe just on Radio, with
More hits and Kicks than a chicken in KaKariko.
She thinks I'm on the narrow straight arrow, but I got one on the
down-low tomorrow.
We go an hour in the shower, milling flour in our tower on a cold, stormy morning (according to the recording they make on the accordion).
Eleven years younger, seven centimetres longer, give or take the cake, pop a diamond to leaven your fake snake for a minute.
Be in it, bin it, sing it out like an ocarina Macarena tied to your trigger finger.
Linger in the shadow of a temple. Don't go dental or mental.
I peddle metal like it's nobody's business. I need a fucking witness. So can I get a witness?
I got this fucking hitlist like it's arm's length with a bayonet at the extremity; and in my other hand the borderline of bestiality.

- Girl won't leave me alone. Throw me a bone, I only got one heart, in containment of a HAZMAT zone.
Driving round, unsound, unwound. Like Macbeth up in the attic of the Suicide-o-Matic:
Out, out, brief Candle. This Life is just a poor Player,
Signifying Nothing: so I'm hanging on your line...

Thought we could speak together
Tell me what it is with you, you seem gone...
forever.

(I'm trying to talk to you...)

[SIMULTANEOUSLY:]

I'm spendin' all my time driving round fakin' clever
With a girl who seems all right and another one who's better
I don't know if I lied when I said we're not together
But I try to talk to you, somehow you seem gone/
Would it be my fault if I could turn you on?
Would I be so bad if I could turn you on?
When I kiss your mouth, I want to taste it
And turn you upside down, don't want to waste it

Valentine:
"That man that hath a tongue, I say is no man,
If with his tongue he cannot win a woman."

[Mash-up chorus repeats twice]

[Navi: "LISTEN! LISTEN! LISTEN!"]
Track Name: Cornstones (Op. 28 No. 16)
In the twilight of my mind...

Long as I have my clams I don't give a damn about muddy waters
Long as I have my rice and it's tasting nice I'm gonna love your daughters
Long as I have my clams I don't give a damn about revolution
Long as I have my rice I don't have to think twice about a solution

In the twilight of my mind...
I know I'm doing something wrong x4
In the twilight of my mind...

[Peter Cook (Clive):
"I imagine that, uh, you're very interested in intergalactic sex aren't you?"
Housemouse: "It's Housemouse"
Clive: "Fucking people from outer space?"]

Before you hit them boys, let's consider them plastic toys
We're driven out from Troy to deploy hardened with chroma lawyer
Hoy, me hearties - intergalactic arm to destroy
Planetary kitchen Cook for your stomach to annoy
These bones don't chip, so dead cherrypips - does more greener rice predict military conscript? Green beret'd elevator trip to Hell and back it make me sick - so take me off your list, like them I'm willing to get pished.

[Eugene: "I don't give a damn"]

Busted. I don't condone the throne of your military, mind your bone - as I dive deep into the alone, serenity and complexity is that from the zone.

Long as I have my clams I don't give a damn about muddy waters
Long as I have my rice and it's tasting nice I'm gonna love your daughters

[Christopher Hitchens: "We have first to transcend our prehistory, and escape the gnarled hands which reach out to drag us back..."]

In the twilight of my mind I know I'm doing something wrong
The green and black elevators bringing me down
To the basement on the 13th floor

Nanananananananananananananananana
Nanananananananananananananana ("Hoosemoose")
Nananananananana

[Dudley Moore (Derek): "Fucking television has driven me to this."]
Track Name: Downward Spiral (chippysthedoggy remix)
[Danny Brown:]
I'm sweating like I’m in a rave
Been in this room for 3 days
Think I’m hearing voices
Paranoid and think I’m seeing ghost-es, [Boo] oh shit
Phone keep ringing but I cut that shit off
Only time I use it when I tell the dealer drop it off
Had a threesome last night, ain’t matter what it cost
Couldn’t it get hard, tried to stuff it in soft
Had to fuck em both raw [Mario: "Hahaha!"], keep my fingers crossed
Been grinding on my teeth so long it's swelling up my jaw
Nothing on but my bathrobe and pinky ring
Your worst nightmare for me is a normal dream
If I learned anything
It's don’t nod off with ya motherfucking cigarette burning
Knocking on my door but I won’t answer
Residue on mirrors, Jojo dancer [Mario: "Aaaaaahhhh!"]

And it's a Downward (downward downward downward)
[EWF: "Shining Star for you to see"]
Gotta figure it out
And it's a Downward (downward downward downward)
[EWF: "What your life can truly be"]
Gotta figure it out
x2

STUT!

Everybody say, you got a lot to be proud of
Been high this whole time, don’t realise what I done
Cause when I’m all alone, feel like no one care
Isolate myself and don’t go nowhere
Smoking blunt after blunt [Mario: "Uhh..."], 'til my eyes burning [Mario: "Ahahahahaha!!!!"]
Hennessy straight got my chest like a furnace
Drowning frustrations in a ocean of sin
Thinking irrational, I have no emotions
Cold cold world [baby penguin], some might say [Mama penguin]
Freezing on the snow, brain feel a bit frostbit
Nauseous, don’t know the last time I ate
But I eat these fucking rappers like fucking last steak
On death row, feel like I knew
You never know, one day you're here, the next you're gone

So I put it up in these songs...
So I put it up in these songs...
So I put it up in these songs...
So I put it up in these songs...
So I put it up in these songs...
So I put it up in these songs...

One day you're here, the next you're gone, gone, gone, gone, gone...

Shining Star for you to see...

And it's a Downward (downward downward downward)
[EWF: "Shining Star for you to see"]
Gotta figure it out
And it's a Downward (downward downward downward)
[EWF: "What your life can truly be"]
Gotta figure it out
x2

[JBP: So but, you...

You lose your job, and then you start to get depressed because of that.
Well then, as you start to get depressed, you know, that decreases the probability that you're going to look for a job; but also maybe starts to put stress on your family; and also starts to decrease the probability that you're going to engage in positive social interaction.

So now, not only are you unemployed, and suffering from economic stress, but your marriage is starting to suffer, and you're starting to isolate yourself from your friends.

So then of course, as your marriage suffers and your stress builds up, then that's gonna make you more depressed, and that's gonna keep you even farther from your friends, and that's gonna decrease the likelihood that you're gonna have enough positive emotion and enthusiasm to look for another job, and then, you know, maybe you wanna add a bit of a drinking problem to that just for fun, and you can see that you can get a spiral going that's just taking you down."]

And it's a Downdowndowndowndownwarddownward
[EWF: "Shining Star for you to see"]
Gotta figure it out
And it's a Downdowndowndowndownwarddownward
[EWF: "What your life can truly be"]

Gotta figure it out

(downdowndowndowndown)

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