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Party Radar |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
Hi everyone! I've been through a lot lately, and am currently amidst some tumultuous transitions in my neck of the wood, but am aiming to get it all, for better or worse, pleasurable or displeasurable, out in the open through rhythm and rhyme. Most of my new writings are influenced heavily by ambient electronica and house music, and it definitely shows in this one from last year to set the stage of sorts. You'd think the lyrics were Auto-Tuned! (laughs) Expect more summer party anthems like this, as well as some intended to come across as atmospherically melancholy and stirring.) *  Party Radar By: lisping HIBISCUS 7/26/10 (Boobity-Boohbah, Hum-A-Dee-Humbah, Jumbah Zumbah, Zing Zing Zingbah! My Synesthesantennae’s pickin’ up, some khacki-wacky signals, from an astronaut diaper mile away… …on my Party Radar… …I’ll just slip on these Chanel Lace Shades... ...kick up those PHYLEA boots... and I’ll be there faster, than a Jamaican Bobsled team, coached by Father Bogle! Arrrrrrrruuuuuugggguuuuuuulllllllllaaaahhhhh!!!) . . . (Pinnnnnnnngggggggg, pppppinnnnnnnnnggggg!) Ravin' up the Party Radar! (Whrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr) Ricochetin' every signal off the Dog Star! (Pinnnnnnnngggggggg, pppppinnnnnnnnnggggg!) Ravin' up the Party Radar! (Whrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr) Shakin' my Leyden Jar to the pulse of the sabar! (Crankin' up the Party Radar!) I’m gonna mingle, shingle with a shimmy and a shake, bingle that jingle, all around my twenty-eight inch waist, I’ll be strummin’ the spirit stratocastic, won’t be stampin’ on my coaster brake, I’ll be bustin’ some bombastic gymnastics, shimmy-tangin’ this sonic steeplechase! (Rakaramba!) Global Ruckus, at the Stock Exchange! DJ Suqaey Date, wompin' up a sick mirthquake! Ooshkies, watch 'em swan dive down the Slip-N-Slide! Holy Rising Hemlines, they're already out of Astroglide! Dither that transmitter, slither ‘til your heart sonic booms! I’m scanning the horizon, fightin’ til the first sign of dawn looms! Drastic, erratic static, rheumatically pulses in my waist! Surrender to the velocity, cut that higher frequency to the chase! (Pinnnnnnnngggggggg, pppppinnnnnnnnnggggg!) Ravin' up the Party Radar! (Whrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr) Ricochetin' every signal off the Dog Star! (Pinnnnnnnngggggggg, pppppinnnnnnnnnggggg!) Ravin' up the Party Radar! (Whrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr) Shakin' my Leyden Jar to the pulse of the sabar! (Crankin' up the Party Radar!) Holy Heinrich Hertz, that’s genuine manzanilla! Let’s go skinny dippin’, and forge a Bumper Boat flotilla! Add a quart of Burning Man, with a pinch of Spinal Tap! Sporks and sushi, how’d I get tied up in saran wrap? On any given afternoon, I could explain the Laundau-Ginzberg theory, ask me how to straighten my collar now, I’d answer “P2C2E!” I’m having a synapse-collapse, must have been the Soramimi Soroche, I caught at the Mondegreenhouse, during the Katzenjammer’s Karaoke ‘Til You Kachinnate… (Give me a little Dubstep, with my Altern-8, what can I say, there's 808's, enbraided in my DNA! Grind some Venetian Snares, to that TB-303, dare to reverb the universe, with splicebreaked tomthumbfoolery!) Dither that transmitter, slither ‘til your heart sonic booms! I’m scanning the horizon, fightin’ til the first sign of dawn looms! Drastic, erratic static, rheumatically pulses in my waist! Surrender to the velocity, cut that higher frequency to the chase! (Pinnnnnnnngggggggg, pppppinnnnnnnnnggggg!) Ravin' up the Party Radar! (Whrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr) Ricochetin' every signal off the Dog Star! (Pinnnnnnnngggggggg, pppppinnnnnnnnnggggg!) Ravin' up the Party Radar! (Whrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr) Shakin' my Leyden Jar to the pulse of the sabar! (Crankin' up the Party Radar!) (Zozobra!) I'm riding rabbits, (\_/) (\_/) (\_/) (\_/) (\_/) (^_^) (^_^) (^_^) (^_^) (^_^) (___)O(___)O(___)O(___)O(___)O sensors jammin', ☈☡☡☇☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☡☇☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☡☇☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☡☇☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☡☇☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☡☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☇☡☈ ☈☇☈ ☡☡ ☎ jackin' to the dirty bassline! Bristol Fashion, with a Glasgow Kiss, pitch shiftin' to the EMI! Laud the awed dégringolade, maraud the dance floor senseless! Starfish Prime Obstreperous! Gamma Ray Burst Treacherous! (Let’s Go Pachinko!) (ERROR!!!) (ERROR!!!) Party Radar Not Computing!!! (ERROR!!!) (ERROR!!!) Party Radar Overheating!!! (ERROR!!!) (ERROR!!!) Party Radar Malfunctioning!!! (My Doppler's gone yankeeyonkers! I'm discom-bebop-ulating!!!) . . . . . (Gwaaaaaaaaaaaaa ha ha hee hee hee heh heh! I just realized, radar is a palindrome..... .....hee hee hoo hoo, palindromes... .....sums are not set, as a test on Erasmus... ...Satan, oscillate my metallic sonatas... ...heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy... ...are we not drawn onward, we few, drawn onward to new era... ...hee heeeeeeeee, immai p p p p p p sssss y y y y y y y y y y, t i p p p p p p p sssss y y y y y y y y y spppppyyyddddeerrrrr!!! . . . ☈☡☡☇☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☡☇☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☡☇☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☡☇☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☡☇☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☡☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☇☡☈ ☈☇☈ ☡☡ ☎ ☈☡☡☇☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☡☇☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☡☇☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☡☇☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☡☇☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☡☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☇☡☈ ☈☇☈ ☡☡ ☎ (ERROR!!!) (ERROR!!!) Party Radar Not Computing!!! (ERROR!!!) (ERROR!!!) Party Radar Overheating!!! (ERROR!!!) (ERROR!!!) Party Radar Malfunctioning!!! (Bwrrrrr cack cack bleep bleep zzzttt!) Hoobalagah! Who’s up for Mondo Croquet? Stun that mullet, flex that gullet, and join the Blackout Brigade! I am breathin' faster, than the M25 Speedway! Call a spade a spade, and upstage your shadowplay! Dither that transmitter, slither ‘til your heart sonic booms! I’m scanning the horizon, fightin’ til the first sign of dawn looms! Drastic, erratic static, rheumatically pulses in my waist! Surrender to the velocity, cut that higher frequency to the chase! (Whrreeeeekkk zzzzzzttt bllllleeeeeeeep!) Shuttin' down the Party Radar! (Wheeeeeeeee bzzt bzzt whrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!) Emitting every signal off the Dog Star! (Eeeeeeeeee cack-zap-cack-zzttt-bwwrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!) Crashin' the Party Radar! (Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!) Shakin' my Leyden Jar to the pulse of the sabar! (Overheatin' the Party Radar!) (Bwrrrrr cack cack bleep bleep zzzttt!) Uhhhh! (Eeeeeeeeee cack-zap-cack-zzttt-bwwrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!) Ooh La La! (Bwrrrrr cack cack bleep bleep zzzttt!) Oomph! (WHRRR!!! WHRRR!!! WHRRR!!! PING!!!) Ooh La La Dee Dah! Off the grid! On the skids! Glowstickin’ it out through the ☈NIGHT☇☇NIGHT☈ ☈NIGHT☇☇NIGHT☈ ☈NIGHT☇☇NIGHT☈ ☈NIGHT☇☇NIGHT☈ ☈NIGHT☇☇NIGHT☈ ☈NIGHT☇NIGHT☈ ☈NIGHT☈ ♨♨♨ Baste those wheels! Break that seal! Spike heel the floor like a ☈KNIFE☇☇KNIFE☈ ☈KNIFE☇☇KNIFE☈ ☈KNIFE☇☇KNIFE☈ ☈KNIFE☇☇KNIFE☈ ☈KNIFE☇☇KNIFE☈ ☈KNIFE☇KNIFE☈ ☈KNIFE☈ ♨♨♨ Moon the dog! Loosen the cog! The fog machine's gone ☈SERPENTINE☇ ☇SERPENTINE☈ ☈SERPENTINE☇ ☇SERPENTINE☈ ☈SERPENTINE☇ ☇SERPENTINE☈ ☈SERPENTINE☇ ☇SERPENTINE☈ ☈SERPENTINE☇ ☇SERPENTINE☈ ☈SERPENTINE☇SERPENTINE☈ ☈☈SERPENTINE☈☈ ♨♨♨♨♨♨♨ ♨♨♨♨♨ ♨♨♨ ♨ Ultraviolet, Auto Pilot, Shattering like an Oklahoma ☈SKYLIGHT☇ ☇SKYLIGHT☈ ☈SKYLIGHT☇ ☇SKYLIGHT☈ ☈SKYLIGHT☇ ☇SKYLIGHT☈ ☈SKYLIGHT☇ ☇SKYLIGHT☈ ☈SKYLIGHT☇ ☇SKYLIGHT☈ ☈SKYLIGHT☇SKYLIGHT☈ ☈☈SKYLIGHT☈☈ ♨♨♨♨♨♨ ♨♨♨♨♨ ♨♨♨ ♨ (Bwrrrrr cack cack bleep bleep zzzttt!) ☈☡☡☇☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☡☇☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☡☇☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☡☇☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☡☇☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☡☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☇☡☈ ☈☇☈ ☡☡ ☎ (Party Radar Blackout!) ☈☡☡☇☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☡☇☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☡☇☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☡☇☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☡☇☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☡☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☇☡☈ ☈☇☈ ☡☡ ☎ (Party Radar Blackout!) Gone medieval mode, down Dewdney Trunk Road, goading my Party Radar meltdown! (Bwrrrrr cack cack bleep bleep zzzttt!) ☈☡☡☇☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☡☇☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☡☇☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☡☇☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☡☇☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☡☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☇☡☈ ☈☇☈ ☡☡ ☎ (Party Radar Blackout!) ☈☡☡☇☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☡☇☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☡☇☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☡☇☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☡☇☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☡☇☡☡☈ ☈☡☇☡☈ ☈☇☈ ☡☡ ☎ (Party Radar Blackout!) Gone medieval mode, down Dewdney Trunk Road, goading my Party Radar meltdown! . . . ❣❣❣❣❣ ❣❣❣❣❣ ❣❣❣❣❣ ❣❣❣❣❣ ❣❣❣❣❣ ❣❣❣❣❣ ❣❣❣❣❣ ❣❣❣❣❣ ❣❣❣❣❣ ❣❣❣❣❣ ♨♨☄♨♨ ♨♨☄♨♨ ☄☄☏☄☄ ♨♨☄♨♨ ♨♨☄♨♨ . . . Chucky Larms! Wherrrrrreee am I? Whaaaaaaaaa happppppeeennnneeeddd? (Ahhhhh, good morning, young man! I see you have volunteered, to be part of the clean up crew!) Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa??? (You sleep over, you help with clean-up! Rules are rules! You know the ramipercussions!  )◉_◉ ) |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
Noah, No! No! Noah! No meltdowns here! Got me smiling ~ bring back the Party Radar! No! No! Noah! No meltdowns here! Love ya, Ali |
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