Spamtopia 2​.​0 (Spamtastic Single) Feat. SPF100

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released 25 January 2015

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SEQUENCER Nashville, Tennessee

I am a home studio Electronic music producer who loves synthesizers. Since I was 15 I have used music to try and capture my life in a permanent form. To me, a sound is a memory or a place in time I wont forget.

It is always amazing what synths and computers can do, making sounds that can't exist naturally, like disobeying nature... or recreating it to the way I want to express it.
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Track Name: Spamtopia 2.0 NY$E MIX feat SPF 100
From Scone Mountain of Georgia it was born
From Cookout Mountain of Tennessee it was flavoured
From the rib racks of Mississippi it was perfected
Biscuits:, brown, white, yellow, green, blackened, burnt, and orange perfection
From EVERY mashed potatoe covered mountain and the grit-laced curvaceous slopes of California
From every place, let the dinner plates clank and ring
We can eat at last! brother and sisters we can eat at last!


wham! bam! thank you spam!
You are the man, or perharps the ma'am.
tastes good in the mouth and in ma' salty hands.
You make me salivate like the hoover daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaam!


We were craving something nice
To serve with rice? Let's roll the dice!
I felt helpless, waiting on the oven
tongue pacin in my mouth and waiting for some lovin'

Everying was, looking great, we set the stage
Your hand came down on the plate
Spam launched, outta the container
Flew to my face, heading right for my retainer


Unidentified, flying meat
I opened the ole hatch, prepared for the feast
when Lo! and behold
It went south of my mouth and onto my clothes


You looked at me, and I looked at you
We both knew what we had to do

the grease spot tasted oh so good,
it tasted as good as i knew that it would
all the grease dripped down, to my toes
all my dawgs started lick'n, like lick'n pros

They couldnt get enough, like it was an addiction
yerning for the flavor, for spam they were itch'n
forget that ham, gotta get with my vision
spam rules the land, worldwide spam edition

wham! bam! thank you spam!
You are the man, or perharps the ma'am.
tastes good in the mouth and in ma' salty hands.
Makes me salivate like the hoover daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaam!
Track Name: Spamtopia 2.0 NAHTI MIX feat. SPF100
From Scone Mountain of Georgia it was born
From Cookout Mountain of Tennessee it was flavoured
From the rib racks of Mississippi it was perfected
Biscuits:, brown, white, yellow, green, blackened, burnt, and orange perfection
From EVERY mashed potatoe covered mountain and the grit-laced curvaceous slopes of California
From every place, let the dinner plates clank and ring
We can eat at last! brother and sisters we can eat at last!


wham! bam! thank you spam!
You are the man, or perharps the ma'am.
tastes good in the mouth and in ma' salty hands.
You make me salivate like the hoover daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaam!


We were craving something nice
To serve with rice? Let's roll the dice!
I felt helpless, waiting on the oven
tongue pacin in my mouth and waiting for some lovin'

Everying was, looking great, we set the stage
Your hand came down on the plate
Spam launched, outta the container
Flew to my face, heading right for my retainer


Unidentified, flying meat
I opened the ole hatch, prepared for the feast
when Lo! and behold
It went south of my mouth and onto my clothes


You looked at me, and I looked at you
We both knew what we had to do

the grease spot tasted oh so good,
it tasted as good as i knew that it would
all the grease dripped down, to my toes
all my dawgs started lick'n, like lick'n pros

They couldnt get enough, like it was an addiction
yerning for the flavor, for spam they were itch'n
forget that ham, gotta get with my vision
spam rules the land, worldwide spam edition

wham! bam! thank you spam!
You are the man, or perharps the ma'am.
tastes good in the mouth and in ma' salty hands.
Makes me salivate like the hoover daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaam!