Launchpad McQuack

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lyrics

Skyrocket
Skyrocket
Skyrocket
The words have lost all meaning.
That’s what they get from the repeating.
Aren’t rockets always in the sky?
Woke up, woke up late today.
I wore a red beret.
Went to the beach and put a roll of mentos
Into coca-cola.
I’m feeling sick today,
But that won’t get in my way.
‘Cause firing things into the sky
Preoccupies my mind
Off of ebola.
(That rhymes with coca-cola.)
I built the fuselage
From cans of marinara sauce.
I met a friend who built the jets
Out of stolen shotgun shells.
In the woods behind her house,
There’s a clearing on a rock.
We walked out there one afternoon,
But we got lost along the walk.
Skyrocket
Skyrocket
Skyrocket
The words have lost all meaning.
That’s what they get from the repeating.
Aren’t rockets always in the sky?
Paint the launchpad on the ground.
Five feet wide, (fifteen around.)
We light the fuse and lift our eyes,
To watch it fly into the sun.
But the rocket, built with glue,
Was only split in two.
Flew in all directions but the sun.
I don’t know shit on aeronautics.
I’m happy blowing up my rocket.
Skyrocket
Skyrocket
Skyrocket
The words have lost all meaning.
That’s what they get from the repeating.
Aren’t rockets always in the sky?

credits

from Trihornasaurus, released September 27, 2011
MArtin Jenkins - Guitar/Vocals
Duncan Bell - Bass
Tony Nesbitt-Larking - Drums

Produced by Chris Hess

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Kick Ptarmigan Parry Sound

Kick Ptarmigan, having recently devoured local greats the Spins, are set to record their third album this year. They play a unique hybrid of hair metal and doo-wop that sounds suspiciously like indie folk/rock.

Comparisons to Leonard Cohen, Violent Femmes and the Barenaked Ladies have been met with confused stares.
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